Caroline's First Thanksgiving

Caroline turned 5 weeks old on Thanksgiving day. We took her to Bainbridge, Georgia to see my Dad's side of the family. Every year my dad's relatives drive all across the state to go to this country church to eat and leave. At the most people are there for about three hours and then they get in their cars and drive home. Talk about only going for the food. Every year we go and comment on how we wished we could have stayed longer to visit with everyone. When my brother, Jason, used to go he would use his journalism skills to interview relatives we never met. Then he and my dad would talk about who they met and what they learned about everyone. It was like they divided and conquered the task of socializing with others.

Caroline got to see her Great-Granny Ragan for the first time along with her other great-great aunts and uncles. After we spent our two hours there, we drove to Columbus, Georgia to say the night with Chris and Liz and her side of the family. We had such a good time there. It was like high school times seeing her family again. Liz, her mom and I braved the crowds on Black Friday while leaving the kids at home with the men. I normally don't shop the day after Thanksgiving but I did for Caroline sine there is no BabiesRUs in Panama City. After the shopping trip we drove back home just in time for Tim to get started on his weekend long project of painting the parlor. With a little encouragement he does such a good job on his Honey-Do-List. And believe me he has a long list with this house.

Tim and I have so much to be grateful for this year. I had a wonderful pregnancy, easy delivery, and a beautiful, healthy child that I couldn't love more. Not to mention we moved back to Florida to get new job and be closer to family. We found a house, good church and home group, and we find ourselves surrounded by friendly neighbors. What more could we ask for.

Nonna feeding Caroline.

Four generations. This is Granny Ragan who gave me the rocking chair that my dad was rocked in. A picture of the rocking chair is in a previous blog entry below.

Our family of three.

Caroline had a hard time sleeping away from home and ended up wanting to sleep in the bed with Mommy and Daddy.

Liz and Caroline. Two of my three favorite women to hang out with. I'm just missing my mom in this picture.

Liz's little girl Loralye. She wanted to hold "the baby" the whole time.

Third Week

Our neighbor across the street made this crochet sleeping bag/pouch. It is much easier than having to deal with the burrito wrap coming undone during her naps.

Who can resist taking a picture of a sleeping baby?

Caroline went to her first squadron function last Friday: our Thanksgiving feast. This is one of the few times Tim has gotten to feed her since I'm just now getting the hang of pumping. What a proud Father!

Uncle Aaron stopped by on his way through last Thursday night and most of Friday. He's a natural at holding newborns. They made a good pair: Uncle Aaron talked and Caroline just sat quietly listening.

My favorite outfit: "Will the Paparazzi ever leave me alone?"

Here is a video clip Tim took of her.

2 Weeks Old!

Caroline turned two weeks old last Thursday. At her doctor's visit they said she is now 7lbs 5oz. Tim and I can tell she is putting on a little fat.

Aren't I such a doll baby?

Last Sunday was our first Sunday at Church as a family. That is the first dress she wore. That is NOT our Christmas tree we are standing in front of; it's our THANKSGIVING TREE!

Daddy taught her a lesson on being a good citizen and voting at the poles. She got a sticker for being good.

Caroline's first Uncle came to visit, Uncle Robb. He taught us a new family activity of Geocaching. You can read about at www.geocaching.com