Burke's First Easter!
I got him all dressed up for his Easter card pictures.
The Croft Family made our first trip to Manhattan the week before Easter. Dan wanted to go turkey hunting. We took little Burke to meet the orginal Burke Bayer, Burke's Great Great Uncle. The two guys hit it off.
Aunt Margery was excited to have a baby in the house. Isn't she adorable?
The Burkes!
Six Generations of K-Staters!
We also took Burke to meet our friend Penny's little boy Oliver. He is three weeks older than Burke.
Penny and Kira (who just turned 2)
Little Oliver. We love the name Oliver. When we were expecting and I was reading my books each week the book referenced a food that would represent the baby's size. Early in the pregnancy our baby was an Olive so we called the baby Olive thinking he was a girl. At 20 weeks when we found out our "she" was a he we started calling him "Oliver" a more masculine name. We just liked it as our working name since we weren't revealing his name until he was born. When Penny had her little boy she called me to see if she could name her little boy Oliver as that was their favorite name. We, of course, said yes. Funny story.
Penny & I swapped boys for our photo. Burke is bigger than Oliver.
On Saturday, Burke & I went to Topeka with Karyl and Megan to go wedding dress shopping. He slept through most of it.
The first wedding dress.
Grandma Karyl getting some cuddles in.
Our laundry basket shot. His neck is getting so strong.
What a big boy sitting up in his bumbo.
He is talking alot and loves to show off his gummy smiles. Everything that he can get his hands on makes its way to his mouth. His arms and hands are much more coordinated.
Its finally spring weather here. Our lilacs are blooming and smelling wonderful.
I planted tulips for the first time last fall. Here is the evidence that there will be tulips... some day. They have yet to show their face, but its fun to watch them grow through the snow.
Burke is a good sleeper. He had 6 nights in a row that he slept over 7 hours without waking up for a feeding. He had such a busy weekend that Sunday night he went 12 hours between feedings and slept 9 of those hours. What a pooped boy. Until next week....
