At Asiatique: all was well until Jack got his head stuck in the railing. For real. That little stinker shoved his head right between those rails and started screaming. I had a brief moment of panic and visions of the scene the foreigners were going to cause before I just grabbed his head and yanked it back out. He recovered quickly, but it took Roger and I a very long time to stop giggling about it.
Jack has taken ownership of Asher's old bike.
You can tell we will be having company soon because I actually got the "train room" all cleaned up and sort of organized. I think Jack managed to undo all of my work as soon as he woke up the next morning.
Our Jesse Tree is filling up with ornaments. Asher proudly hangs them up every night.
Asher had a doctor's appointment and while we were at the hospital we went by the NICU and got our first look at sweet Baby Owen. He's still too tiny for us to hold, but we did steal his big sister for a quick snack break.
I made rolls for the first time. They were actually good (I had my doubts about my roll making ability) and not too difficult. Thanks to the rather warm environment in my kitchen the rising time was cut down from 2 hours to about 25 minutes.