Callie is growing like a weed. There was a terrible week this month where she started throwing up like crazy, but luckily Kenzie felt inspired to take her poo in to the doctor on the first day of the throwing up and the doctor tested the poo and found out that the kid has a milk intolerance. Talk about a spiritual giant right? Kenzie gets her spiritual promptings about poo. So we were able to get a second mortgage on our house and buy the 30 bucks a can formula which is milk free or whatever. The first few days were pretty rough and there wasn’t much sleeping in our house. In fact, Callie was kind of like a gremlin and anytime you got liquid near her she would shriek and bad things would happen. Now baby and mom and dad are doing well and adjusted to the new formula.
Kenna is taking to the big sister thing like a fish in water. She is constantly helping with diapers and is always there to help cheer up Callie or but her binkie in. We are also super lucky to have Lixie and Jenna around (disclaimer – we also love Bo) because Lixie constantly takes her on park excursions and Jenna always clears her schedule when Kenna wants to play. We love living near the other Winns. Kenna has also been tearing it up in ballet and I think she is able to do decent impressions of first and second position. She is always blown away when dad can also do those positions and other assorted canned dances (thank you Cab Calloway performing arts middle school). She has also been loving her pre-school day every week and thinks going to school with her friends is awesome.
As for Kenzie and me, we are still married. Kenzie has started to exercise again, but has been thwarted with illness and infection. She is a trooper though and is handling being a mom of two very well. She loves her girls that is for sure. Work has been keeping me busy and challenging me in new ways. I don’t have much time to be bored and when I get home I am usually out with Kenna, running, or doing some random task around the house. Texas weather is in that perfect stage of 70-80 degree temperatures right now, which almost makes up for the awful summer. We spend lots of time outside and at the park with Kenna riding her scooter and me carrying the old bread for the ducks. Sometimes, I will randomly call my mom and explain how much work it is having two children and she will patiently humor me and listen. The older I get, the more respect I have for my parents, in-laws, and grandparents for all the work they did to raise large families and emerge with a small piece of sanity intact at the end of it. Small piece.