This weekend we had lots of family time.   Swimming at the pool, walking around with the baby, watching movies, walking around with the baby, reading some “Chronicles of Narnia” to the kids, walking around.. um.. you get the point.  It was a good time for us.   We’ve gotten to bond as a family in a way that the busy-ness of life prevents.

One of the movies we watched was “E.T.”   Timothy has been really into aliens and other planets lately, so he was excited to see the movie.

I didn’t really grow up on E.T. so I don’t really remember much of it.  Andrea was a huge fan–I think she saw it in the theater when she was 2.   Crazy, eh?   Well, our kids saw it this weekend.  In case you don’t know, E.T. dies about 3/4 of the way through the movie.   My son cannot handle death of anything because he sees life as being so precious… my middle daughter has been fairly oblivious to this point, at least when watching movies.   Well, when E.T. died, the both lost it.   I had two crying kiddos in my lap, and they cried until he started glowing again.

My youngest daughter… the 3 week old… had a good cry too.  Several times.  There was more than one occasion where she wouldn’t nurse and fussed when being held, so we put her in her bassonette and let her cry.   On Saturday night I think she cried for 45 minutes without letting up.   We felt so awful, but kept thinking that any minute she would run out of energy and give up.   As soon as we picked her up, she stopped… and feel asleep on me.   Amazing the comfort of touch.

We’re starting to gear back up and step into the swing of life again since having Rachel.   I can’t believe she’s 3 weeks old today.   Here’s hoping we don’t gear up too fast, or too slow.   If we do, we might have some good cries to be had as well.