Last weekend good friends Shiway and Dave came up from Seward to try again for this year's moose...they were hoping for better luck near Delta Junction. Since the boys were going to spend the day out moose stalking, it was a perfect excuse for a visit with Shiway, Ellie, and Wyatt back at the homestead. Rachel and I loaded into Julie's car on Saturday and headed south.
Shiway spent some time cuddling Emma who wasn't invited on the moose hunt :( Poor Emma. I'm not sure if Shiway was invited this time, but she didn't seem to mind it if she wasn't!
I got a few pointers on how to turn kid junk food into kid health food. Don't believe it folks...throwing a few diced tomatoes on boxed mac and cheese does not make it health food! Who are they trying to fool?
Rachel practiced the fine art of baby feeding on little Wyatt. She found the best way to keep him quiet while Ellie was out of sight was to shovel in another spoonful of yogurt. "How much yogurt is a baby supposed to eat?", we wondered, as Rachel scraped the sides of the empty container. I hope our little one likes yogurt, because it looks like it's Auntie Rachel's favorite baby treat!
We had plenty of "feel the baby move!" breaks during dinner. Of course there were never any good kicks while the hands were there to feel them. Ellie said that this is the way it works...babies are very good at moving enough to make the mom say, "okay, he's kicking, put your hand here", then staying perfectly still until all hands are gone. Then repeating the process.
Wyatt tried to feel the baby too. Maybe they were communitcating through some secret baby language. Ellie loaned us two boxes of baby clothes and a few toys for our newbie. Maybe Wyatt is saying, "You be careful with my things, baby!" Or maybe he's just saying, "Good luck buddy...the trip outta there is CRAZY!"