A lot has happened since my last post. The boys got to meet Grandma and Grandpa Biehn. Dawn and Sonny came into town the third week in April and were here for the boys 4th month birthday. I know the boys won't remember but we all went and had our picture taken at a walmart picture studio. It was great everybody went along to get the picture done.
Dawson at 4 months was rolling over strong. Phillip started rolling over around 4 months and 3 weeks. We also started feeding them cereal. That was fun. My mom and I feed them cereal first April 23rd 2010. Phillip ate it very well, he even opened his mouth in anticipation for the next bite. I thought Phillip was amazing opening his mouth since he had never eaten from a spoon before. Dawson wasn't as smooth at eating and almost all that went in got spit right back out. By the next day it seemed Dawson improved a little.
Their 4th month birthday came and went, it seems time is just slipping through my fingers. Dawson started giggling around the 4 month mark, and Phillip began smiling. Their personalities are distinct and so different from one another. It is always interesting to see who does what and when they do it. I try not to but I can't help comparing their developement. They do things in their own time no doubt about that.
I was thinking about their nick names and since the day they were born they began getting nick names. I called Dawson popeye b/c he squinted when I fed him and would eat that way. Phillip was dubbed "Philly Cheesesteak" for maybe an hour. My mom calls them "Honey Boy" and latley I call Dawson Dawsie and Phillip "Sweets McGeets". They get new nick names so often I am always curious which ones will stick.
My mom went to Kansas City on the 12th of May just to visit which she definatly needed. We were kind of in a fret about who could watch the boys while I slept but Jennifer Mussoff volunteered and Kam Yee Cadez. We were trying to figure out who would watch them and Andy got a phone call from his mother saying her father had died. It was a sad evening Andy's grandfather Herby was an awsome man. It makes me so sick that Phillip and Dawson will never know him. There is no one else like Herby. He was a family man full of love and a light in this world. Andy decided to go to the funeral and I stayed home with the boys. For the first time in our lives I was left alone for multiple days, just me and the boys and it was so much fun. I felt I got a chance to really get to know them better. I knew then I would love to be a stay at home mom, which I never thought I would ever feel that way.
The boys are 5 months old. Phillip is now rolling over and when they are both on the floor the usual is dawson rolls into Phillip and Phillip pinches Dawson until Dawson starts to scream. They are only rolling over and they are a handful I can't even imagine when they begin to crawl. Dawson has begun putting his butt in the air but his head is still on the ground and I keep thinking it's only a matter of time before he figures it out. Our routine these days hasn't changed much I sleep after I get home from work at 5 am and my mom watches them into the evening. Andy watches them at night and wakes up with them. Phillip is teething and it is pretty painful for him so many nights latley have been full of Andy and I playing with them on their blanket area. Phillip likes to be tickled and smiles big at "a boo boo boo and giggedy" Dawson loves it too and he is giggling. Dawson recently has started screaching just to hear his voice I think. It is cute to watch him screach and laugh. Phillip is into putting this cloth rattle over his face, it's hillarious.
