What Did I Deliver?

A little giant, that's what I delivered. I only have a few minutes, so I'm not going to write about how the delivery went and all that at right now. I just wanted to give some update and tell you a little about Thadeus.

We thought Clay was a good baby and for some reason in the back of my mind if the first one is a good one, the second will be a terror. I don't know why I thought that, but nothing could be further from the truth. Thad is one of those who never cries unless he has reason; eats pretty good, but has trouble staying awake. When he is awake though, he's awake. Very alert. He's got an enormous smile that melts me. It looks like his eyes will stay blue and who knows about the hair.

Clay has been very good with him, giving him space, but unable to leave the house or go to bed without kissing "thadee". He's been good all around, not just with Thadeus. He's been out of sorts this week because Timothy went back to work and he's just not quite sure what to do with himself.

I did have to spank once on Monday. He was using the top of Thadeus' head as a leaning post so that he could give me a kiss. I tried to explain to him that he couldn't do that b/c Thad's head has an "ouchie". He got frustrated and punched me in the shoulder. There's a lot he doesn't understand and hitting is his way of venting. Understandable, but not acceptable.

It's time to feed the giant.