Henry's Smiles

I finally managed to capture some of Henry's smiles. He really smiled for the first time on Carter's Birthday, February 15th.

Carter Has A New Friend

Carter found this minnow in the backyard. It could have been there for months frozen in the tundra. He carried his little fish around that very small grassy area for about an hour. Then, he put it in the trunk of his trike and drove it around the deck. I think Abby finally ate it. We've had a ton of snow this winter (just broke the 100" mark last night) and it finally started melting about a week ago. As you can see, it could still be awhile before Carter can get out to the swingset.

Henry - 2 Months Old

Where have the last 2 months gone? It seems like just yesterday I was pregnant and now I have a 2 month old. At Henry's check up last week (1M 28D) he was 11 lbs 14 oz and 25.25 in (8 oz and 2.25 in more than Carter was at 1M 18D.) I think Henry might have the Wilson height gene. We've had a few full nights of sleep, and not what Doctors consider full nights. Real, 9 hour full nights. We get smiles thoughout the day and he really doesn't fuss much. Henry has adjusted well to going to work, but everyone there, including our customers, loves him. He likes bathtime, but we've only tried 1 bath with Carter so far. It is alot of work to bathe them together since Carter is so helpful. We are so blessed to have Henry in our lives. He's such a sweet baby.

Carter Ice Fishing

It is finally warm enough for Carter to go ice fishing with Landon. He is a typical fisherman when asked how big the fish was; arms spread out as far as he can reach. When asked how many fish he caught he first shows all 10 fingers and then quickly shows just 1. I'm not sure if that is 11 fish or just 1. Either way, he's grabbing his coat and boots before you can finish asking him if he wants to go fishing with his dad.

What boredom can do on a Saturday afternoon.

Who wants to put come over and put this back together?

It worked, but it squeaked. Landon's solution...take it apart and find the squeak. It could be a bearing. That is what the internet says, and the internet is never wrong. So, check back tomorrow to see if the bearings that came in the mail today fix the squeak or if I got the overpriced dryer of my dreams because it didn't fix the squeak and now doesn't work at all.

Notice the clothes baskets of laundry sitting there? We are now up to about 10 loads and Carter has one pair of clean pants left.

I have no doubt that Landon can fix it.

Who's Who

I would really appreciate it if everyone that takes pictures of my boys would please make sure the date on their camera is correct. It appears Carter and Henry look a bit alike. Can you tell them apart? Their own Daddy only got 5 out of six right, and he sees them every day ;)

January 16, 2011...The Details

I should warn you now, this post may contain more information than you want regarding the birth of our precious little man, Henry. The details won't get too gruesome, so read if you want, or skip to the pictures.

I'd been having contractions for weeks, but they weren't productive. I had my regular weekly appointment on Wednesday, January 12th, one day overdue, and I was dilated about 2 cm. Dr. Bell didn't think Henry would be born any time soon and thought it was best to induce me Monday the 17th at 7:30 am. Disappointed, I went home and finished out the week pacing the house. On Friday night I was having some contractions, but not very painful ones. I took a couple Tylenol and went to bed. I woke up in the middle of the night with more contractions and took a couple more Tylenol and went back to bed. Saturday morning didn't bring many contractions at all. The few I had were spaced fairly far apart and were not very intense. As the day progressed the contractions got a little stronger and a little closer together; although they still weren't very painful. I took my usual afternoon nap only to have the contractions completely stop. I had a few during dinner and throughout the early evening. Then...at about 8:00 the contractions really picked up, both in frequency and intensity. By 9:00 my contractions were 10 minutes apart and lasting about a minute and a half. I called the nurses station to see when they wanted us to head in. She said any time, but if I wasn't far enough along they'd just send me home. I decided to stay put and continue watching Shrek and let Landon continue watching the Miss America pageant. I did call our neighbor, Carolyn, to give her a heads up that we might be heading to the hospital but didn't know when. By 10:00 my contractions were lasting about 2 minutes and were only about 1 minute apart. I'm not quite sure how I went from 10 minutes apart to 1 minute apart so quickly, but I did. Landon called Carolyn again and she was at the house within a few minutes. We headed to the hospital in a mad race against another girl in labor (the first one admitted got the birthing suite, so we had to hurry). We got to the hospital at about 11:20, losing the race, and were sent to the ER waiting room while they took care of Allison, the other mother. I spent about 10 minutes in the waiting room with Allison's mom having contractions that were intense and frequent enough to produce a baby. Finally, Allison's mom went and got an ER nurse and told them they needed to do something with me now, BEFORE I had a baby in the waiting room. At about 11:30 I was in the coveted birthing suite, checked and dilated to about 7 cm. I was going to attempt to deliver without drugs, but I caved as soon as they checked me in and started begging for an epidural. They had to draw blood, get an IV going, and do a few things first, which took FOREVER. In the meantime Dr. Bell showed up (11:45 ish), and checked me. And this is when he broke the news, I was ready to push and there wasn't any time for an epidural (at this point they still hadn't drawn blood or managed to get an IV hooked up). Dr. Bell left for a minute to get changed into scrubs while the nurses did their thing. Dr. Bell was back in at about 12:00 and told me to go ahead and push if I felt the urge. Um, no thanks. First, I haven't had an epidural, and second, you aren't completely scrubbed in yet! Dr. Bell was still putting on his baby catching outfit as he was telling me to push. So, at a few minutes after 12 I started pushing. I pushed through two contractions and Dr. Bell said he'd be out in one more contraction. Well, he lied, it took two more contractions. I pushed for about 7 minutes and we had a baby, WITHOUT an epidural. Of course my little man was perfect. We spent the night in the hospital and were discharged Monday morning with this little bundle of joy:

New Baby Holte

He's finally here! And only 5 days late. He was born at 12:14 am on January 16, 2011. He weighed 8 lbs 2 oz and is 21 inches long (1/2 a pound heavier than Carter, same length). I'll post more pictures when we get home along with all the details of the weekend, and a name if we have one by then.

Carter and His Wilson Gene

It may be too soon to tell, but I think he's a lefty. 9 times out of 10 he will feed himself with his left hand. When he was younger he would pick up one piece of food with his right hand, then eat everything else with his left. Then transfer the piece of food from his right to his left and eat it. I can be sure that he really is mine if his left hand is dominant. I'm not sure of any lefties on the Holte side of the family, but we have plenty of them on the Wilson side.

A Few Christmas Photos

We spent Christmas in Watford City, ND this year with Landon's Mom and Mike, and Casey, Paula, and Cruz. I didn't take many pictures because Paula is a photographer and her pictures always turn out much better than mine so I'll post more when I get them. Here are a few of the boys "playing nice".


Grandma just didn't get the hint that they DID NOT want to sit next to eachother on her lap for yet another picture. We all got a good laugh out of this one.