My body is here in August but my mind is like somewhere in July. I've had enough time in between trips to unpack all of our suitcases, do all 10 loads of laundry, repack the suitcases and board another plane. We've been coast to coast and let me tell you, adjusting to a 3 hour time difference is not what I call a vacation. I need to insert a loud *shout out* to my friend Raz, who lives in San Francisco and has traveled back home to Ohio several times with her one year old son...credit where credit is due! I hate when I don't have time to blog. It kills me. Recording these early months are so important because every day is like an adventure for the little man. Every thing is so new to him and watching the discovery on his face is what this whole parenting thing is all about. He is rolling over front to back and now back to front...much sooner than his sister ever did. I lay him on the floor and within minutes, he's like a fish out of water and has flipped and rolled himself a foot from where he started. He's doubled his birth weight and recently decided that his previous habit of sleeping 10 hours at night wasn't working for him anymore. He rang his meal bell around 3 or 4 am. Partial result from stated time change adjustment. Nonetheless, I didn't appreciate it. With a little sleep training and the introduction of cereal...he's back on track. For now. The kid loves to eat and the doctor gave us the go ahead to start cereal.
15 lbs. 6 oz. 60th percentile
25.5 in. 75th percentile
head circumference 41.5 cm 40th percentile
"Where the ladies at?"
He startles himself, jumps out of his skin with excitement and focuses really really hard when he's in this contraption.
She was reading him a book by the dim shadows of her princess flashlight in her princess pajamas.
You'll find me right here after a long day shift at work
Mimi built him a fort:)
My little beauty
Maryn and I have the right idea on how to beat this disgusting heat. We eat a lot of ice cream.