Kite Flying, a Sunny Weekend & Easter

 This is a long post.

I had lots of pictures that I hadn't had the time to sort through until today when I got both kids to nap at the same time. So instead of cleaning the house, I'm blogging!

E picked out a kite with her Easter money from Grandpa & Grandma Pease. She has been waiting to the "wind to come" so she could fly it. Today was perfect!

 This pictures sums it all up. As soon as she saw it fly, she got SO excited. She couldn't believe how "high in the sky it got!"

I did manage to get this picture while I was flying the kite. We were having lots of fun!

 She decided it was her turn to fly it.

 I don't think I have seen her have this much fun in a while.

Pictures from the weekend

 Probably one of her favorite things to do in the backyard- the balance beam!

Dying Eggs

  She thought playing with the dye was way more fun than the eggs...

Counting her eggs...

 some finishing touches...

 finished!

Easter morning before Church

2 Months Old!

E was once called Squeakarella and I think L will take on the name Crankarella.

 I know it's hard to tell from all the smiley pictures I post to think she could ever be cranky but boy, she gives me a run for my money.

In the past two months we have tried a little of everything and nothing really has helped her hours of screaming. After feeling like I was being a hypochondriac for my child, I just had to realize that there isn't anything  really wrong with Lucy- this is just how Lucy is at the moment and it won't last forever!.The doctors do say it's probably just colic.  I looked at the symptoms for colic and she is pretty much your textbook colicky baby. She has these three down to a T:

1. A child who cries for more than 3 hours a day, for more than 3 days a week, for over 3 weeks,
2. Gassy
3. Needs to be held bounced constantly (she is finally asleep on my leg ,which is totally gone numb as I type this).

 Her pediatrician said it would peek around 6-8 weeks and I would say just shy of 8 weeks, it definitely peeked! But with week 8 here and almost gone, I can start to hope that we are getting over the hump and can see some faint light at the end of this looong tunnel.

I am so grateful for the times when she is happy and smiling. Those are the moments that make the screaming and sleepless nights on the couch bearable.  Lucy, under all that fussing, is really the sweetest little 2 month old around! And though I'm eager for her to grow out of this phase, I really am sad to see how fast she is growing.

E loves her little sister too!

Miss Lucy

 someones cheeks sure are filling out...

And just for fun, Elsa at 8 weeks :