We went to Redding to visit my parents this last week and had a great time. While we were there Chris and I took a day and a half long excursion over to the Redwoods on the coast and my parents watched the kiddos. We had a great time and I'm pretty sure Elise and Steven had a good time being spoiled by Nana and Papa also. My mom said that she was putting Elise and Steven to bed that night and she remembered something she needed to tell my dad. He was out in the front room with Cameron so she got up and started walking out there. Elise asked her where she was going and she told her she was going to talk to Papa. I guess Elise said to her with hands on hips, "Now wait just a minute Nana, we do NOT go to sleep without an owner laying next to us." My mom said she was trying really hard not to laugh and asked her, "What do you mean, "an owner." Elise said, "You know, like a big person!" Sometimes this kid just cracks me up!
It also dumped over the trash cans on our back porch. This happens to be where I first spotted the bear. I was in the kitchen getting Steven a snack when I heard a bit of noise out back. I walked to the back door and looked out the window to see a bear not 5 feet away from where I stood.
And then it climbed the tree in front, which is where animal control found it. They were shooting bean bags at it to scare it away, but the police were right behind them with rifles drawn and ready to go. Scary! It scampered up the street and animal control and the police left. Not twenty minutes later we saw it again in our neighbors tree, and soon after that the Mama bear came walking up the sidewalk. My kids thought it was great fun, but I don't think I will be letting them out in the yard to play by themselves for some time.
...and these on the floor right next to your bed: 
... and you have a very vague recollection of actually saying the words "shut up" to your newborn at some point during the night. It was more under my breath out of frustration than actually directed at him, but still. Good thing he doesn't know yet that those are not nice words. I also sort of recall telling Steven, "Go away, Steven." Oh well, I'm sure it was deserved, and he woke up on my floor this morning so I guess it didn't affect him too much. Yep, fun times at the Miller household last night and one very grouchy mom this morning.
He's not little anymore! He is growing so fast I can't believe it. He has become a little fatty, and is starting to smile a lot. He is wearing size 2 diapers and is about to burst out of his size 0-3 month clothing. He weighs about 13 lbs., although I will have more official stats after I take him to the doctor next week. Elise and Steven are loving him more and more all the time. He is still such a cutie, but he doesn't even look like the same baby I gave birth to! It is so fun to see him grow and all of the changes he is going through, but at the same time I feel a little sad that he is not the same sweet little 6 lb newborn.
