First Bottle!

(2/27/04) Just shy of her one-month birthday, Evelyn gets her first bottle of mom's milk. She looks at me with a look of "what are YOU doing here," but she has no problems drinking enthusiastically. Henry is equally impressed. He says, "Daddy, why you have no boob?".

Late Night Nap

(2/26/05)

Do We Have Permits For This?

(2/24/05) Henry can handle a drill by himself, and has been a great help to Grandpa in building the playhouse.

Pretty in Pink

(2/21/05)

At Home

(2/20/05) We've had days and days of rain, so we're spending lots of time together at home.

Big Drama

(2/19/05) A crew arrived today to replace our power pole, which was installed in 1931 and pecked with thousands of acorn-filled holes by generations of woodpeckers. The guys worked through a very wet day to install a slick new fiberglass pole.

Dry Creek

(2/19/05) Our "dry creek" is now running strong. In a break in the rain, Henry grabs his shovel and goes to work moving rocks, water, and gravel.

First Home Bath

(2/18/05) Evelyn gets the full immersion treatment from Jill this morning after a small spitup.

Brother and Sister

(2/18/05) When I go to get Henry from his crib this morning, he wants his "baby sister" to join him. He is happy to lend his pillow and to make her comfortable. He has a lot of curiousity about her and has shown her nothing but affection.

Sleeping Beauty

(2/16/05)

Happy Valentine's Day!

(2/14/05)

Grandpa and Evelyn

(2/14/05)

First Bike Ride

(2/14/05)

Henry pedals his tricycle this morning, for the first time, taught by his Grandma Maxine.

Saturday Afternoon

(2/12/05)

Friday Night At Harry's Pub

(2/11/05) A fun night at a festive place.

Visiting Dr. Brewer

(2/11/05) Evelyn has a cold, so we take her to Dr. Brewer. He says we can't give her any medicine, so she'll just have to fight it off. The good news is that otherwise she looks great. She has regained her birthweight and unless her cold gets worse she doesn't have to come back until her two month birthday.

Bequette Girls

(2/9/05) "Granda Judy" takes this nice shot of three generations of Bequette girls.

AT&T Pebble Beach Pro-Am

(2/8-9/05) With Evelyn only a few days old, I drive to Pebble Beach after dinner Tuesday with Dale and Pete. We stay in Salinas, rise early on Wednesday, and spend the morning watching pros and celebrities practice for the tournament. We see the tour driving champ up close, see lots of familiar faces and golf swings, watch Huey Lewis chip in at #3 for a big skin, and see Bill Murray stomp around and entertain the crowd. Afterward we drive back to Santa Barbara in time to put our kids to bed.

What's More Fun Than a Bubble Machine?

Not much!

(2/8/05)

A Family of Four

(2/8/05) We're having lots of fun admiring Evelyn and changing her many diapers. Henry has been a big helper, and is never far from the action.

Our Perfect Angel

(2/6/05)

Super Bowl Party

(2/6/05) Henry made us laugh by donning his 2003 Halloween jester suit, but he had the last laugh when he won the $30 grand prize on the pool. Meanwhile Evelyn and Kate were oblivious to most of the action.

Getting to Know Baby Sister

(2/5/05)

Homecoming Day

(2/4/05) Evelyn is ready to come home, dressed in a smocking dress that Maxine made, and wrapped in the white blanket with yellow roses that brough home her mother and her brother, and the pink blanket, made by her great, great, grandmother, that brought home her grandma Maxine.

Henry at School

(2/4/05)

Blessed Day

(2/3/05) A quiet day, with a blessing from our Priest, Anne Howard. It's the day we picked Evelyn's name. It's a name we like, that's also a tribute to two of her great-grandmothers--Eve and Elvi. Her middle name, Rose, is a favorite name of Jill's and was Dale's grandmother's name. It's also a way to remember that Henry calls her "Flower", a name he picked months ago.

A New Baby!

(2/2/05) Flower arrives at 2:36AM, after a very peaceful birth, weighing 8 lbs. 14 oz. and measuring 20". The nurse places her on Jill's chest even before the cord is cut, and leaves her there for a couple of hours so we can be with her. She's hyper-alert and able to pick up her head. Her eyes move to follow our voices. She even smiles! Impossible, but absolutely true! She's perfect.