Babies, Bunnies, and Bugs

I wanted to do Picture Wednesday, on a Wednesday for once but forgot to take one all day...so here are my babies right before story time tonight.

Finn at 24 weeks old.

Finn is really loving his big brother lately.  Even more than usual.  He's more mobile now and cranes his neck and rolls over to see where Tate is and what he's up to when they're in the same room.  He loves Tate's voice, especially when he's talking to him.  All it takes is some silly nonsense words from Tate directed at Finn and he cracks up laughing.   Sometimes he'll be fussing and I ask Tate to cheer him up and Tate just walks over to him and starts talking and suddenly, everything is better and Finn is beaming.  Tate loves that.  He loves all this evidence that his baby, that's what he calls him, "my baby", loves him so much.  It's so fun to watch.
We were doing a bit of gardening on Saturday and found a burrow of brand new baby bunnies on the side of our house.  They were so tiny we just couldn't resist catching them and playing with them for a little bit before returning them to their little burrow.

 There were 4 little babies and they were so brand new they didn't have much fluff and they weren't very fast, which suited us just fine.  So precious.

And in other news, Glenn seems to have had an encounter with bed bugs while we were in New York City.  Several patches on his body look like this:

Yeah, it's gross.  He says it feels like a mix between mosquito bites and poison ivy.  Very pleasant.  They started showing up a few days after we got home and he was worried they were from bedbugs.  I didn't have any, and still don't, so I was determined to ignore those concerns, as acknowledging them would completely freak my freak.  But as the days went by and more bites turned up it didn't look good.  Glenn called the hotel, they searched the room and found one bedbug.  Seriously.  One?  At any rate, the guy from the hotel made it sound like since there wasn't a huge infestation in the room it's very unlikely that we brought anything home, especially since none of the rest of us have bites.  He told us that they'll pay for any medical bills or extermination bills if it turns out they came home with us.  Glenn's research said that bites usually show up 7-9 days after being bitten so the ones he has now could still be from our time there.  We've washed all our clothes and bedding, taken a blow dryer to our suitcases, and called our pest control guys who told us they'd check when they come next week but it's unlikely they'll find anything now even if they're here.  If they're here, they won't be noticeable for a few weeks.  Perfect.
I'm not super freaked out, which is strange for me, because I'm just determined that they didn't come home with us.  I REALLY don't want to deal with that.  It makes me itch all over just thinking about it...so I've decided that they're not here and I just won't have to deal.  However, if anyone reading this decides to put in a word for us in your prayers tonight, something like, "Please bless that the Makechnies are not covered in bugs eating their flesh as they sleep tonight", I certainly would appreciate it.