Baby Bunnies

Baby bunnies. My two children could not get enough. Whenever we had a down minute or two they would ask if they could go hold the baby bunnies. The white ones were most coveted but really any bunny would do to cuddle with. Quite honestly I feared for the rabbits' lives as the children handled them and carted them around. In fact, the hutch was left open at one point and one of the babies was either eaten or escaped. Sad!  No, no you may not put one in your suitcase to take home with us.

Lincoln and Rockwell

Lincoln loves to hold his baby. He was a little bit too small to hold Alara when she was this age so now is his chance. Now that the baby is a little bit older Lincoln likes to "spider" hold him with Rockwell facing towards him. Lincoln loves his picture taken and often makes me laugh. Lincoln's latest joke: Why do you call it a March-mallow? Because it marches into your mouth!

 Rockwell is only about 2 weeks old in these pictures

Rockwell 2 months TBBE

The Best Baby Ever. Putting babies to sleep can be like rocking a bag of snakes, not this baby though. Putting Rockwell to sleep is a joy. He smiles an shuts his eyes and drifts off peacefully in your arms. I know Zach and I keep saying this about our babies, but it's true. TBBE

 By the Numbers:
Weight: 12 lb 4 oz 40th percentile
Height: 23.5 inches 75th percentile
Head: 16.5 inches 100th percentile

coconut popsicles with grandpa

Since Ruth was unavailable to go to the pool with the boys, Grandpa took some of his best girls to  Pullen park and coconut popsicles. It was a lovely outing. 

Happy Place

This is Zach's happy place, a book and a baby. There are very few places he would rather be or things he'd rather be doing than exactly this. People ask me how I do it and I usually just tell them the truth, I have a very supportive husband. He's the one that spent 5 hours with Ruth in the ER last week when she broke her arm while I took the other crazies home. A shout out to this incredible husband and father- never mind that Father's Day was two days ago.

Rockwell 1 month

In case you needed a dose of baby today, here you go. Those Hutchins' genes are strong, yet upon looking at Zach's baby pictures, Rockwell still hasn't even approached Zach's birth weight of 12 lb 13 oz. Zach (at 3 1/2 weeks late) had rolls on his rolls.  This one looks quite slender by comparison.

And in case you were wondering what the original version looked like, here he is folks. Rolls upon rolls. Zachary Hutchins 3 1/2 weeks late, 12 lb 13 oz!!! Poor Priscilla. Rockwell looks positively slender compared to his Father's new born pictures. 

Ruth's Arm

 This beautiful little girl has had a rough week. Last Tuesday she fell off the woolly mammoth tusk at Fossil Creek park, about 4-5 feet high, and broke off the ball of her right humerus. (Ruth is left handed) I saw it happen about twenty feet away from where I was sitting and rushed over when I heard her painful cry. It looked disfigured from the outside so I knew it was bad. I whistled for all of the children to get into the car "NOW" and to their credit there were all eight of us in the van in less than sixty seconds, including a newborn Rockwell. David even managed to pick up Ruth's sandals on his way out, bless his heart. I called Zach from the van and thankfully he had just gotten out of classes for the day at 12 pm so he said he would meet me at the hospital. I dropped Ruth off with Gabe at the ER entrance and Zach showed up about five minutes later.  She did go through a bit of shock and fell asleep after Zach gave her a blessing, but when she woke up she seemed in a more stable condition. Since the bone splintered the hospital staff splinted her arm and until the surgeon could get there at 3:00pm when they put her under for surgery. He ended up putting three pins in to hold the bone together and she came back with this big cheese block for extra protection. My loving husband spent the better part of 5 hours in the ER with Ruth in a terrible de ja vu from 2 1/2 years ago when she broke her arm the last time. Ruth just recovered from a bone chip off her left elbow last month from a fall out of a tree from about the same hight! This is not a good trend. Perhaps we should have a no-climbing rule for the next few years. I hope it doesn't indicate something wrong with her bone health, but the doctor says we can't even test until she is all healed. 

The day after she got home Ruth was understandably depressed in spirit from the severe limitations to her activities, but the older boys were so good to play card games with her and Lincoln and Alana even brought down some dolls. She is a little bit more active every day and no longer hangs out on the couch. We had some very loving friends bring dinner over one night, Adriane brought over a treat a game and a neat coloring pad, and her friend down the street Lucy, brought over a card and some purple nail polish. She felt loved. Ruth had a hard cast put on six days after the accident and she was hopeful that she would be able to go swimming, but alas it is not meant to be since the pins are an open wound which could get infected. They will check her arm in three weeks right before we are supposed to travel to the east coast to visit both sets of grandparents.  I hope it is doing well enough by then that they can take the pins out but we shall see.