It's amazing how time flies! I can't believe that I've been someone's mother for 6 months already-- and how big that little someone has gotten! We didn't do anything too special to celebrate the day, but we did give little man a bath sitting up in the kitchen sink, instead of in his baby tub, for the first time. He looked like such a big boy sitting up in there. At first he was a little freaked out, I think, kind of flailing around and turning to look at the sides of the sink, grabbing at everything he could find. Then, he seemed to realize that the water was different from the sides, that it wasn't solid, that it splashed. He started splashing like crazy, with the cutest determined, focused look on his face, working very hard to figure out what was going on with this water stuff. On the down side, he also got some of his danduff shampoo in his eyes (yes, our baby has dandruff already!) which made me feel pretty bad, and also pretty silly for not waiting to wash his hair at the END of his bath. But, how were we to know that he would want to splash for so long? This is the kid who usually seems to just tolerate his bath. We may be in for longer, and more fun, bathtime from now on!
Jack also tried bananas today. He is not seeming to like solids quite as much the past few days. Or it could be that our timing is off. It's hard to schedule solid meals with a baby who nurses on demand. What I need to remember is that, at this point, solids are really just for fun and experimentation. I want him to enjoy and be enthusiastic about eating but if he is not into it right now that's OK...
On another note, the kiddo is pretty darn cute these days. Very appealing little bundle of huggable-ness. It is getting increasingly fun to take him out and about because he just draws people in, big blue eyes and flirty smile. Yesterday, on my second snow day of the winter, we went to Legacy Village and we barely made it through a browsing walk at Restoration Hardware, what with the people stopping us continually to coo over our little babe in arms. It is just like being out with Corydon only I suppose now the pride I feel at their compliments is a bit more justified. After all (despite the fact that he doesn't look like me all that much) I did have a hand in creating this cuteness.
We had a nice weekend. Jack spent Saturday morning with Melinda and Kate as I was at my Math Advantage class. They took him out to the Botanical gardens where he was cooed over and where both Melinda and Kate got to claim him as their own. On Sunday Melinda bought a Wii and we proceeded to spend our Sunday evening doing strange things to computer-animated rabbits. It's a weird world we live in. Melinda has insisted on leaving the Wii here at our place all week. The upshot of this is that we are getting lots of time with Jack's "aunt and uncle". I am so pleased that he is going to grow up with our extended family of friends, that he will see them as family, love and trust them. Still, it is gratifying when Jack shows me that he loves and trusts me most... :) ... last night at Target my rather over-tired son began to scream like a banshee when he realized I had walked off and left him with Melinda and Will. He earned quite a bit for his college fund by settling right down and snuggling in when he got into my arms. Stranger anxiety is setting in, I think, along with the teething. Both will be a bit of a pain in the *** but at least the stranger anxiety will have some rewards for my ego...
Speaking of teething, Jack has another bottom tooth coming in, we think. He's been crabby and is going back to his 11:00 wakings. (though last night after fussing and crying for 40 minutes at 11, he slept again til 6:30 am!) He is also recognizing his name and turning toward us when we say it, and recognizing the word milk (turning toward the boobs when I say that!). And tonight he initiated a game of "peekaboo" while sitting in the kitchen, turning away and giggling when we looked at him and said peek-- then looking back at us to get our attention, and doing it again. He giggled and wiggled on his bottom each time we "noticed" him again. So sweet. At the moment, though, he is working his way up to a scream in his nursery, trying to erase all positive memories of the day. Sigh. I hope these teeth come in fast!
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