Oct 4 - Climbing the ladder

What 2-year-old boy can resist a 2-story ladder? Adam caught Isaac on his way up and climbed behind him.

This shows just how much I trust my husband - I was the one taking pictures.


Isaac may cling more to me, but he sure loves his Dada too. There are many special things that he gets to do only with Adam - for example, the basement, the attic, the hardware store, and now tall ladders too.

Isaac: Go through window!

Um, let's not.

Oct 3 - Back to Lair o the Bear

We're back to the days of needing an hour to get out the door...Jonah needs to nurse right before we leave, two kids need diaper changes, Isaac needs shoes and a jacket.



But eventually we made it to this beautiful place, which has shown up in the blog several times now...Lair o the Bear, just about a half hour away in Morrison.

Our leader below, who always insists on getting a map from the box at the entrance.


Jonah's first hike at 6 days old.


This was the first time we didn't jump in the creek here...We thought it was a little too cold, and luckily Isaac agreed.

Views from the path...


A short hike, then it was time to play catch with the UVA football Taylor brought for Isaac. He loved it.












Headed back for lunch.

And a few pictures from later that afternoon, as I learned to juggle the constant nursing of a newborn with the constant attention a toddler needs...

Oct 1 - more pics

In these photos, you can see the bright red W on Jonah's chin. You could call it newborn rash, but my mom and I said that was his Wilbur. A gift from Popoo, I think.

These are all my mom's photos...love that little profile.

And big brother Isaac, who narrates his life in the 3rd person, calling himself either "fireman," "workers," or "farmer." Obviously, this is fireman below.

Sept 30 - a few pictures

My parents came to help us out and worked so hard while they were here, they must have left exhausted. My dad cooked pasta with homemade meat sauce, halibut with lemon-lime sauce, and mushroom risotto with chicken in mushroom sauce. He also made Isaac (and usually us) breakfast every morning - French toast or scrambled eggs. Luckily he took the night off on his birthday. My mom made her yummy lemon chicken one night too...Besides the amazing food, my parents gave Isaac all the attention he craved and left our downstairs clean each night. It made having a second child seem almost easy...until they went home.

Above, Isaac and my dad getting lunch at Pasquini's while I took Jonah to his first doctor visit.

Below: my little boys.


Below - I know I look exhausted here, but I was sleeping pretty well for the first few days!

Sept 27: Jonah Wilbur Platt!

He is here! Jonah was born on Sunday, September 27, at 4:33 am.

8 lb 4.5 oz, 20 1/2 inches

2 days of intermittent but painful contractions, until I woke up to an awful one at about 1:30 am on the 27th. After debating whether or not to go to the hospital, my water broke, the contractions were suddenly unbelievably painful and started coming 1-2 minutes apart, and I was having visions of having this baby in the car. We were lucky to have a group of wonderful friends who had volunteered to come watch Isaac, and my friend Megan arrived just 16 minutes after I called her. Yes, I was counting the minutes, wondering if we should have left hours ago!
We arrived at the hospital around 3 am, and Jonah was born just an hour and a half later. He was ready - just a single contraction and he was out. An uncomplicated, unmedicated birth - and we are once again the new, very lucky parents of a beautiful baby boy.


I am constantly struck by how big Isaac looks in this picture - look at those long legs!
He slept through everything, and by the time he woke up, Adam had returned, with a bag of bagels. Isaac ate two of them - a nice treat for the new and apparently hungry big brother. They came to the hospital right after breakfast. I heard Isaac's little voice in the hallway and couldn't wait to see him.
He had missed me too - he came charging in with such a light in his eyes and his beautiful smile - straight to the bed, where he dove into my arms and burrowed into my lap.
After all these months of waiting for the baby and kissing, hugging, and talking to my belly ("talk baby") when he needed comfort, Isaac was fascinated to look over and see Jonah for the first time.



Adam went with Jonah when he had his first bath, while Isaac stayed with me to snuggle and read books.