It's been almost FIVE WEEKS since little Sophia joined our lives. On one hand it feels like it's been less than that. At the same time it feels like she's been ours forever. We love her so much and are continually grateful to the Lord for allowing us to have her. BUT this month hasn't been without it's trials - trivial as they are. Around week 3 we noticed that Sophie wasn't sleeping well anymore. She was getting fussier each day, too. Cameron was a colicky kid, so at first I thought that was it. But I started to notice a pattern to her fussiness, and before long we realized this was very different from colic. So we took her to the doc and he confirmed our suspicions that she has reflux. The problem isn't just the mass amounts of spit-up, but the acid that is burning her litle throat. That was what was making her so fussy! So the doc prescribed Prevacid and over the last week she has been getting much better! We still have to keep her upright for a full 20-30 minutes after each feeding (this is a huge pain at night), but overall she's getting much better.

The best thing is that she's starting to get smiley. I LOVE when babies start smiling because it just melts your heart! I'll keep my camera handy and try to capture this new phenomenon, but I'm sure you'll see it soon.

Aside from Sophie news, life is pretty normal. Cameron started pre-school on Monday and he's going two mornings a week. He loves it, though he was a little hesitant at first. Cam's such a laid-back kid and his teacher is REALLY gregarious! It was a little much for him at first. But he made friends quickly and he's excited to go now.

Miles continues to be a whirling dirvish. He has SO much energy and uses it to get into trouble. I am constantly on my toes with that kid! He just spends all day wandering the house and backyard looking for something to get into or break. We've learned that the discipline techniques that worked with Cam have very little (or no) effect on the force of nature that is Miles. I'm learning very quickly that some battles are worth fighting and others I need to just let go of and have a sense of humor about. Like two days ago when Miles discovered the water dispenser in our fridge door. Everytime I stopped looking at him for more than 10 seconds he would book it into the kitchen and stand there with his hand on the lever letting water pour down over his head, clothes and all over the kitchen floor. By the fifth time I had lost it and yelled, "NO WATER!" He just looked at me and smiled. Classic Miles.

Chase got the bad news that he did not pass his last section of the CPA so he has to take it again before April. That's great, because he has TONS of free time between now and April...right. Luckily the guy is some kind of genius and he'll get it done.

For my part I'm finally starting to feel somewhat normal again. I'm not LOOKING normal yet - the jogging stroller is calling my name. But I think I'm going to wait until I'm at least getting a decent night's sleep before I even bother to care about those nasty 20 pounds I have to lose. For now Sophie is helping me lose the weight by the sheer fact that she eats 12 times a day. That's gotta be helping me, right? And she is also helping me by LIVING in the baby carrier. Having her strapped to my chest all day long while I clean and take care of the kids can really take it out of me, so I hope it's burning some good calories, too.

Anyway, enough rambling. Here are some fun pictures. We went to the Ft. Worth Stockyards yesterday with the kids and got to see some longhorns up close. The boys loved every minute of it. On the way home Miles and Sophie fell asleep and Cam had to pretend to fall asleep, too.