I just can't believe it. It felt like it would never get here. Oscar is 12 weeks old. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the hallmark I have been waiting for. Oscar is now old enough to go to the nursery at church! FINALLY!!!! Let's just say that not having Oscar stay with me during church will relieve A LOT of Sunday stress for me and enable me to start attending Sunday school again. And I'll probably, hopefully, enjoy going to church instead of dreading it. And maybe, just maybe, I can look at the last three months as a small sacrifice instead of a grand martyrdom. We'll see. Ironically, I've been anticipating this week, but I'm not even sure if we will be at church since it's Eli's drill weekend. C'est la vie.
Elsie is definitely going to be a good big sister. The other day she was holding a baby wipe up to Oscar's nose and making nose blowing sounds for him. And when I turned around a while later, she was holding a stacking cup up to his mouth and then taking it away and saying a refreshing "aaaaah" for him. It was too cute. And she tries to give him hugs and kisses, which sometimes represent sumo wrestling moves, but it's the thought that counts, right? I'm sure he'll appreciate it later, though now it just terrifies him. :)