Enith ... I mean Enoch

You know, there are significant advantages to living far away from family. For example, people like me (aka. people who don't like to ask for help because that would be admitting that we cannot single-handedly take on the world) like the comfort of having family near because we know we can ask for help 'if we need it'. Problem is, when we need it we won't admit it. Living far away means that Mom comes out when the baby is born and you have to accept the help that you desperate need, and refuse to admit to. Until you are blogging about it to the entire world. :) So, my mom came out from Saturday July 5th to Saturday July 12th. Just a couple hours after her flight home took off, my mother-in-law arrived, and she will be staying until this Saturday, the 19th. I am well taken care of!


Enoch is growing and changing each day. Literally. He was 8lbs 3oz at birth, and ideally babies will recover their birth weight by their two week mark. (Babies lose quite a few ounces just after birth.) Well, at 8 days he weighed 8lbs 12oz. Yikes!! This kid is going to be HUGE! As you can see from the pictures, he is mostly bald (his brother and sister had much more hair at birth) and what hair he has is blond/strawberry blond (Sease and Lije had medium/dark brown hair at birth). He is not only really long height-wise, but he also has long fingers, and super longer toes. (Trenton, I think you've met your match!!) Obviously, he is my gift to the gene pool.


We have quickly discovered how many people know their Bible, and how many don't. Most everyone has said his name without any hesitation, but we've heard a few interesting variations of his name. 'E-knock' is the most common (I prefer to say 'E-nick'), but we did have a nurse in the hospital call him 'E-nith' and another at the pediatricians call him 'Eh-no-CH'. And at church they announced the birth of 'Enoch Olay', which made Samuel turn beet red. I just laughed because, heck, I grew up in South America and everyone always called my dad 'Olay'.

Enoch has gotten some really cute gifts - including this amazing quilt my Aunt Carol made in two days (or something ridiculously impossible like that).


He also got darling booties that my friend Jerry knitted for him. Enoch and I aren't the only ones who love the booties, though. Elijah likes to steal them for 'alternate' uses.


And then, of course, my Uncle Bryce quickly figured out that Enoch's initials are EOR. So he appropriately got the baby this:


Okay, and I just have to throw these pictures in. I normally don't put two similar pictures on the blog, but I can't help myself. These were my two favorite people this last week!