Tracen is just one day shy of 9 weeks old. He is such a good baby and a blast to play with and cuddle with.
Trying to get good pictures of him smiling is tough though. Smiling for mom behind a camera isn't as good as smiling for mom sans camera.
Sometimes he still has a real serious look and when he does it reminds me of Luke so much.
But he really is such a good baby.
Last Thursday I had to venture back down to the USA for ANOTHER immigration appointment to try to finally actually get my green card (as if a trip to montreal and a trip to vancouver weren't enough). I scheduled an appointment for Helena, MT and Mom was gracious enough to drive us down, and Erika came along with us too. I couldn't believe how good he was in the car and we only had to stop one time each way to feed the little guy. He slept great at the hotel, and did great while we shopped.
My appointment was at 1pm and we got some good shopping done before it, and then we went there, and I wasn't sure exactly how long we would have to be there... my experience with these things is that you do more waiting than anything else. Well - I should have known that in Helena I would be one of two people with appointments and things were quick and all I needed was my fingerprints done. Turns out the people at the border neglected to gather those when I crossed. Hopefully this means I'll get my green card in the mail finally!
Then on saturday I got sick. Gross, can't-keep-anything-down, and my-body-aches-in-every-joint, kind of sick. We stayed the night at mom and dads and I am so grateful for a wonderful husband, great mom and good sisters that helped to take care of me and Tracen. I feel bad that I got mom sick, but so far her and I have been the only victims... and it wasn't fun. Luke still is taking good care of me, especially since I've been weary of food. He makes sure to keep me hydrated and trying to eat.
This week we are trying to get Tracen's US citizenship all figured out... seems like US immigration will always be on my to-do list in some form.