Elizabeth's photography

Since my camera is typically within Elizabeth's reach, she has begun grabbing it and taking pictures. Somehow she has learned how to turn it on and turn the mode to "play" so she can see the picture she just took on the screen. Here are some of her masterpieces. Check out the backgrounds of her pictures, especially the one of Shane and Elizabeth's great-grandmother where the camera is angled up. LOL!

It's not often a ceiling fan is in the background of a picture!!! :) Maybe I should create a blog for Elizabeth for all the pictures she has taken.

6 week pictures!

Peyton is 6 weeks old, and I desperately need to post some pictures of him. Here are some of our sweet guy over the past few weeks.

Motherly acts

Elizabeth is a mother hen with Peyton.

We are in the midst of packing to go to Shane's grandparents' ranch, and I set Peyton in his room and came downstairs to drop off a load. He immediately started crying. We typically shut the door behind us because we are worried that Elizabeth will go in there and climb into his crib. But not today. As I was coming downstairs, she went in his room, looks at him in his crib, and then runs out and shuts the door behind her. She wasn't comforting him; instead, she was shutting his screams out from us. I guess she didn't want to listen to his screams anymore and just wanted to play in peace.

Growing up

I realized how fast time is going with Elizabeth when we went to a program for her Parent's Day Out last night. Elizabeth and her class sang the Itsy Bitsy Spider and they were all so cute. Of course, my eyes were focused on Elizabeth the majority of the time just as her eyes were focused on me and her daddy who videoed the whole thing. Peyton sat quietly in his car seat in the pew. Elizabeth didn't even ask where he was. I guess she was just excited to have all of our attention again (or at least mine--her daddy has been doting on her since Peyton has been born).

Peyton is six weeks old now, and weighs over 11 pounds. He isn't that big in size, but he is just really, really long. 22 inches at birth and still growing. He's been really, really colicky lately, and I feel so bad because his tummy hurts him so much. Poor thing. Elizabeth has just started shouting over him, and it doesn't seem to bother her a bit how much he cries. To her, it's just his way of talking. She really does love her brother! Last night after her program she came up to me and asked if she could hold Peyton and walk around with him. :)