We Don't Need No Stinkin' Bottles

After bottle-feeding both Jacks and Cody, I was all fired up about the third time's being the charm and having a successful breastfeeding relationship with Luke. He nursed within the first hour after his birth, and we refused all pacifiers and bottles in the hospital (there was even a little sign on his isolette that said, "NO PACI"). I waited to introduce a paci or a bottle once we got home too, so that we could really get a hang of nursing and avoid any nipple confusion.

Well, it seems I may have waited too long. I've been trying to introduce a bottle in the last few weeks so that I might be able to leave Luke with someone for a few hours so I can go to the dentist, get a haircut, or (most importantly) volunteer in Jackson's classroom. So far Luke has rejected Avent, Dr. Brown's, Playtex, Gerber and BreastFlow bottles. The child gets a look on his face that says, "Ew, gross" better than any words ever could, and he tongues that bottle nipple out of his mouth just as fast as he can. Occasionally, he tries chewing on it to lure us into getting excited that FINALLY, he might be about to start drinking it, but then he smirks (or more often, screams) at our naivete and spits that bottle right back out.

My little parasite seems to prefer that his boob juice come straight from the tap, and he just won't settle for anything less. But considering how hard he and I have worked to get to this point, and considering how proud I am that he's 11 weeks old and my body and I have been keeping him alive and thriving and FAT all this time, how can I really complain? Plus, when he snuggles up next to HIS boob after nursing and puts his little arm around it possessively as he falls asleep...well, no MNO or few hours of child-free time could possibly be better than that.

A Lawyer in the Making

The other day was gorgeous out, so we thought we'd go for a walk after Daddy got home. Jacks wanted to ride his bike, so Cody decided to drive his little red car (think Fred Flintstone). But if Cody takes his car, we go slooooooooooooooooow so we usually don't leave our cul-de-sac.

Well, Jacks wanted to go on a long bike ride. So the little strategist pulled Cody aside and said, "Hey Codes....want to ride in the wagon? We can put a pillow in so you can lie down and look at the sky. We could even bring a blanket in case you get cold. It would be awesome!"

And of course, since big brother said it would be awesome, Cody knew that it would be, and suddenly he wanted nothing more than to go for a ride in the wagon.

So, off we went on our walk, Jacks on his bike, me pushing Luke in his stroller, and Daddy pulling Cody in the wagon, complete with blanket and pillow. :)

The Best Big Brother in the World

This picture is remarkably similar to one we have of Jacks with Cody at about the same age! He's just so sweet with both of his brothers. They are really lucky to have him!

Say Hello to My Little Friend

Philosophizing with Daddy

Cody Plays Dress-up

Mom and Kate got the boys a bunch of dress-up clothes for Christmas, and they have been having a blast pretending to be a witch, a butterfly, a pirate, etc.

This morning, I finally got some pictures of Cody in all his glory. And no, he's not wearing pants.


Cody the Cool

Cody the Wizard

King Cody

Belated Thanksgiving Pics

Here are my favorite pictures from the week of Thanksgiving...Luke was 3 weeks old when he first met his SuperAunt, AKA K-K. And of course, already quite in love with his Gramma.