January 4th – another Floyd boy entered the world. This time it was a much more controlled, predictable arrival. We were scheduled to enter the hospital at 6:30 AM. By 8:26 AM, after I was administered some serious body numbing medicine, Silas was born. He arrived with a shout of joy, no maybe a shout of shock and was immediately whisked away by the nurses who declared that he was beautiful. By 10 AM, after a brief stay in the recovery room, I was taken to my room where I first got to hold our new bundle of joy.
Silas is now 6 days old, almost a week. He sleeps and eats right on schedule. He is very content. Davis is in love with being a big brother and I am pretty sure Silas is in love with Davis.
Last week was my spring break. We decided to take Davis on his first camping trip…just for one night, to test the waters, see how he does. We left early Thursday morning and headed to the NC zoo in Asheboro, stopped at Shoney’s in Conway for breakfast. Davis ate a lot of sausage and bacon and powdered donuts! Afterwards we drove for about 3 and a half hours. Davis was an angel, no whining or crying. He entertained himself in the backseat and repeated over and over, we are going to the zoo! We finally arrived and spent the whole day visiting animals and enjoying the perfect weather. That night, we spent the night at the Hampton. We were all exhausted so I was pretty sure everyone would sleep like a rock. However, much to my dismay, Davis kicked and cried and turned sideways on the bed all night long. He does not do well with sleeping outside his crib. Uggghhh! I think I maybe got two hours of good sleep all night long.
Last month we went to Chattanooga to visit our friends Chris, Erin, Eleanor, and Ian. While we were there, Davis caught his first fish. There was a pond behind our rental house and fishing poles in the closet. Davis and Tracy discovered earthworms under the stumps around the fire pit. Tracy baited Davis’s hook and low and behold, Davis caught one about the size of my hand. He was so excited. I was totally impressed with his natural ability to cast the line and reel it in. He looked like a pro!
Silas turned 18 months old on July 4th. He is a bundle of sweetness. He loves to give hugs and blow kisses. He adores his brother but will not think twice about hitting him in the head if he doesn’t give up a toy or the iPad. We bought him a kitchen a few weeks ago and that is his favorite toy. He rushes in with his mixing bowl, adds a few ingredients, mixes them up, delivers them to you and waits to see if you like his new recipe. He also can’t get enough books. He literally will sit in my lap and go through book after book after book. He will also sit and read books himself. The words are all a,a,a but are spoken with different inflections just like he’s reading every word. His favorites stories are anything Sesame Street, Mommy’s Little Monkey, Goodnight Gorilla, and Moo! Everytime we walk outside, Silas grabs his cart full of chalk and heads down the sidewalk as fast as he can. He stops periodically to grab a piece of chalk and make his mark in front of varioius neighbors’ houses. Right now, he loves to say oopah because we all giggle and ooh and ahh over his new word. He also can say papa and nana and just yesterday he said rojo, which is red in spanish. He can’t say red, but he can say rojo. Maybe English just isn’t his first language. I love this age of discovery and newness.