Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Around Cincinnati

Ahhh, the Queen City! Weiler here, gonna keep on with the Weiler show while my brother and sister still love me, think I'm a cool new addition to our family, and haven't started torturing me yet. And while they are still willing to share the blog with me. Thanks, guys.

So, I'm the first Kappel kid to be born in this grand city. So, we gotta see the sights.

Fountain square...


And they LOVE me! Here I am, merely checking things out, but I can't be alone. Nope, Reed and Hayes keep close tabs on my every movement. Which isn't much.


First out of home stop-where else? Skyline...



And my first babysitter-Big Mama. Mom and Aunt Biz went to a bar! I'm not even ten days old, friends! Don't worry, they weren't gone too long, but still... I guess I AM the third child...




The dancing light show! I loved it all from the sling on my mom's chest. And I love when she swayed with the music. She doesn't quite have the dance moves of Eden and Reeder...











When Bizzy comes to town be prepared for FUN! Gingerbread cookie time. I sat in the other room, nursing my mother. Yeah, that's about as wild as I get.







But I could hear all the laughing and carrying on. Reeder, ever the perfectionist with the cookie cutters...








And Hayes loves to hold me, and he holds me for quite a long time. He's pretty comfy, and secure, so I like it, too.
Did you know that our dad calls him Rooster? I'll let you figure that one out...







The other thing that Bizzy is really good at doing? Competitive snuggling. I think she should make it into an Olympic sport. We could be a great team.
























And I already smile. After every meal, smile city, population 1. I even laughed in my sleep the other night. That's what happens when a Kappel (with a healthy dose of Simmons) has a good meal. Ahhhh, thanks Mom!


That's a wrap folks, see ya next time! Keep smilin!











Monday, November 22, 2010

Hospital with Weiler

Another post from yours truly, Weiler. I figure I can hand the computer over to the other knuckleheads another day. We decided, for simplicity purposes, that instead of using all the cool colors they used over at pooseandhawk, we'll just have one kid per post. Hopefully we'll remember to clarify at the beginning.

Anyway, a lot happened before I came. Mom ended up being in the hospital for six gloriously quiet days from start to finish, with one night back at home. And although she and I had differing opinions on my exit route, we both were cheerful throughout. I moved a ton, always awake for monitors and stuff, content in my home for the prior 42 weeks. Mom kept her humor, most of the time, like thinking it was funny that the stick figure on her bed was also pregnant...


And then I arrived, and the masses came! Mom told everyone that she'd love visitors (no one asked me, but I did win on the exit strategy), so visitors did come! In lieu of my dad, my mom and I have like, 20 family members, 50 friends, and plenty of fb comments to keep us cheerful pretty much from sun up to sun down.

And so Holly got my first dirty diaper, and second, and third. Only because it took that rookie that much to change me once. Don't worry, she's gotten WAY better.


And my straight jacket... I prefer to be snuggled very tightly, this helps at night...


Speaking of night. Mom and I finally let Big Mama go home and get some rest. OK, that was a bold faced lie. She went "home" to our house to help Papa Jerry with my sis and bro. So Aunt Erin came and slept with Mom and me at the hospital! Pretty awesome, this support system we have working.




My family is LARGE-Julia and Cooper. I hope I'm half as cool as Coop when I'm 13.






Seriously! This cousin is super awesome!





And everyone likes to hold me. Which is just fine with this baby! That is my preferred method of transportation.







And Aunt NikNik. Gotta love all these people! I'm already good at remembering names and faces. And some people think 2 week olds cant see more than a few feet... Maybe other babies!







And my going home outfit. Thanks Reeder and Grama Max! Reeder has been talking about my outfit for weeks! I think she did a great job making look like a dapper old man!










And that's my Hayesyboy. Ahhh, my big brother. The one to teach me the ropes, show me how to live, be a role model for his younger brother....


Adios friends, I've maxed out my 20 minutes of awake time. Gotta nurse, then sleep for a few more hours....

Thursday, November 18, 2010

It's me, Weiler

HELLO WORLD! My sis and bro just explained all about this bloggy thing. Thanks, guys, for uploading the photos while I nursed. I am now ready to tell you all about me. Gotta be under five minutes, though, because that's about the maximum time I spend away from the boob. I hope you understand.

And since Reeder and Hayes picked the photos, you may be shocked to see them in this initial blog post.

OK, they seem to be pretty awesome siblings thus far. Even had a birthday party for me. Any of you get a 0 birthday party? Didn't think so. But I, lucky Weiler, did.

First, some splainin to do. My name. Weiler. As in EnzWEILER. As in my great grandma Hoobler's maiden name-maternal maternal side. Middle name, I go by Kearns. Moms' maiden middle and great grandma Simmons (maternals paternals) maiden. Kappel-I think you've heard that before. There's the lineage, enjoy. Oh, phenetically, Why-ler. Enough about that. I was 10 pounds, 2 ounces, 22 inches long. Mom tried to get me out the old fashioned way, I didn't want to, it was just SOOOOOO comfy, warm, soothing in there. Dr. Wall had to pull me out with all his might, even some forceps, through Moms' third scar. Oh, well, Mom, I just love you from the inside out! Oh, and I'm down to 9 pounds, 5 ounces, don't worry, I'll nurse in just a sec...

So, my awesome sis and bro through me the party, complete with cake and singing. My cake is currently being filtered to be enjoyed later.


And me, just being cute. I like to suck...
Hayeser and Reed like to hold me. And I sometimes oblige. If only they'd sneak me some unfiltered cake...
And this is what happens when you take me off the boob.
Well, it was nice meeting all of you. Hope to hear from you all!

Love,
WKK

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Bye Bye Poose and Hawk

For those of you interested in our family archives you can check out our old blog, pre Weiler...

www.pooseandhawk.blogspot.com