This is what we do at our house:

The Spider Monkeys won both of their games last night.

Lennon was there to support his father and shares his passion for C-League softball.

Three weeks old and can already...

...lift his head and lay it in the other direction

...spit up lots of milk

...smile (on accident)(when asleep)

...unravel himself from his blanket burrito

...sleep for five straight hours at night (it's happened a couple times)

...hold our fingers tightly

...enjoy a warm bath

...cry upstairs loud enough for us to hear him downstairs

...cross his eyes

...scratch my back when eating

...handle a walk around the almost four mile loop in his Bjorn

...discern good music from bad -- last night in the car he screamed when a country song came on the radio, so I switched the station to a Prince song and he immediately calmed down. True story.

...sport the blinged out pacifier Aunt Megan made for him. We LOVE it!

I don't want to brag but...

This is a picture of me at three weeks old. I am thrilled to report that Lennon looks very similar to his mom as a baby. It makes me so happy and his dad so sad; Tod wants his son to look like HIM.

My mom holding me as a newborn...still looking like Lennon...
...however, there is still something about him that looks just like Tod.

I am such a proud mama!

Little Superstar

Tod loves this video.

Night Out

Lennon experienced his first night out on Friday. Grandma Wever helped us out this week, so we all treated ourselves to dinner at the Cheesecake Factory.

Len was excited because Aunt Alana sent him a package with all sorts of great clothes...he chose the collared blue onesie for the night. He looked great. Thanks, Alana!!!

Lennon is such a good baby. He calmly hung out in his carseat napping while we ate. He's starting to sleep longer and longer each night so we'll see if this lasts. Like many people have said -- he doesn't cry much. He lets out a cute little noise if he needs something, but otherwise he likes to just hang out. These are his favorite books right now that Grandma Karen brought him. He keeps his eyes wide open and looks at me or the books when I read to him. I can't believe how attentive and observant he is so far! We knew he'd be a smartie!!!

Smallest Spider Monkey

Lennon, his Grandma Carol and I ventured out of the house last night. He watched his dad play two softball games in a row without even a whimper. He cheered the Spider Monkeys to their victory in the first game and sadly watched them barely lose the second. The sun was already down so it was nice and cool outside. Grandma Carol kept cheering for the Monkey Boys...Lennon kept reminding her it was SPIDER Monkeys, not Monkey Boys. She appreciated the correction.

Lennon loves: sleeping next to his dad, folding his arms reverently, his clear pacifier, being sung to, and peeing all over us (still).


Thanks to Megan Bolen for this cute monkey blanket...he loves laying on it and looking around.

Cooling off...

It was so hot in Vegas yesterday, we decided to take a drive. We ended up exploring Mt. Charleston (good idea, Megan!) and it was gorgeous. It reminded me of the mountains back home PLUS it was a cool 80 degrees outside. Lennon was a bit shocked by the temperature change as you can see but as soon as he was wrapped up he enjoyed the scenery and company. I stayed fairly calm the entire excursion except when I made Tod pull over so I could check to see if Lennon was breathing. He humored me and pulled over, which I appreciated.

And Lennon was breathing.

This week...

This picture was taken as we prepared Lennon for his first doctor's appointment. Little did I know that it would take us an hour just to get out the door...changing him, re-changing him (he loves to do that to me!), feeding him, dressing him, packing a diaper bag, cooling off the car, figuring out the carseat again, etc...we finally made it and the doctor said he looks great.

Later that day, Grandma Karen was rocking Lennon and singing to him. As soon as she started singing, he lifted his head, folded his arms under his chin and listened. We did NOT pose him for this picture! I couldn't get a good face shot, but look at his hands! We thought that was so funny.

Finally, Lennon had a visit from his buddy Cru Carmen last night. Cru is a mature seven weeks old, so his size was astounding to us. He also seemed to know a little more about life in general and Lennon took a lot of advice from him before they left. We are sure they'll be fast friends.

Otherwise, nothing new going on here. We're adjusting to this new lifestyle and I'm starting to realize that nighttime is not for sleep necessarily...I just sleep when I can! Once I realized that, getting up throughout the night wasn't quite as painful. Who needs sleep?!

Lennon woke up this morning with scratches all over his face. Now he gets to wear little mitts to keep his face safe. Tod prefers to call them his boxing gloves.



Daddy and son -- Tod has a hard time leaving the house now because he always wants one more hug...

Last night, Lennon experienced his first sponge bath at home. He resisted in the beginning until he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. Seeing how good he made it look, Lennon calmly allowed us to proceed. He LOVED getting his hair washed!

Enjoying his scalp massage by Grandma Karen...he went to bed all fresh and clean!

The other day, Lennon peed all over the place. I was casually changing his diaper and before I knew what was happening, he was squirting all over me, himself, his clean change of clothes, etc...

I have never been more proud of a peeing baby. He knows how to do it and he's my kid. I told him how proud I was of him and he just asked politely if I'd please clean him up immediately. So I did, but I still think his fans out there should know what he can do.

Lately he sleeps a lot and really, really, really loves milk. He almost seems intoxicated after each feeding. Here are a few new shots illustrating one his favorite activity: naps.

Introducing Lennon Tod Wever!

He is here. His name is Lennon. He didn't have a name for his first 24 hours. Then it was suggested and it stuck. Tod wrote it, rewrote it, said it a million times and we both saw Lennon when we looked at him.

Here's what happened:

My water broke at 4:30 am on Thursday morning. So we headed to the hospital and took this picture. Obviously the contractions had not started to hurt yet...

16 hours later Tod told me I'd delivered a baby boy. He weighed 8 lbs. and 5 ounces. HUGE! His hair looked reddish at first but once they washed him off we saw light brown hair with blonde tips. He definitely has his dad's nose so far...

He was extremely quiet the entire first night. I kept waking up because he was too quiet. The nurses told me to enjoy it but unfortunately I was so nervous I didn't. He isn't quiet anymore.

He looks just like Tod. Each day I've noticed more and more how his different faces look like his dad's.

After he was delivered, I felt pretty good. The next day I was okay but sort of felt like I'd been hit by a truck. I think I'm recovering well and we were blessed with a really smooth delivery.

Today we brought him home. It was a little scary to leave the hospital, put him in a car, and just wait for other cars to hit us and hurt him somehow. Then I kept thinking of all the scary things that could happen -- what if we dropped him? What if he stopped breathing? What if his car seat didn't work? Being a parent is already such a huge change.

We are so excited to have him home. Tod is putting him down for his first nap in his new house right now! Thanks for all your phone calls, emails, text messages, etc...we'll keep posting pictures as they come.

On the boat and on the planes...

I came downstairs this morning and found Tod blasting Neil Diamond's "Coming to America." He really knows how to ring in the 4th of July right. The song says so much in just three minutes. We still have no baby, but we have Neil Diamond. I guess we can't complain. Today makes me miss Tommy who's serving a mission in Guatemala -- today is his favorite holiday so we're missing him today.

I also can't help but think of Diann, my old boss. She was obsessed with Neil Diamond and rightfully so. Just look at this picture. Laisa and Christian, you remember...

Maybe we'll have a little 4th of July baby...if so, my mom says its name should be Sparky. Or maybe Neil?

Happy 4th of July!

Since we have no baby pictures YET to post, here are some recent shots of the nursery. Tod finished hanging the Babar pictures today and they look so cute! He is doing different yoga poses in each one so it's a good fit. The changing table is all ready to go -- now we just need a baby! I have an appointment for Friday morning to begin induction if nothing happens before then. Keep your fingers crossed for us!

P.S. the baby bikini hanging up was only purchased because it was so cute...we still don't know if it's a boy or girl yet! But just in case......

P.P.S. We're still not sure about a boy name. We've been discussing Owen, Syd and Elliott. Tod's newest favorite name is Sinbad because...who messes with Sinbad? If you have any input or ideas, let us know. If you support the name Sinbad, I don't know what to say.