After two weeks of Ferberizing, I think O has finally caught on. He cries for maybe twenty minutes now, and it seems more like a going-through-the-motions cry, like “Waaa, I know you aren’t going to come get me but I can’t give up that easily, waaa, waaa, this is really getting old isn’t it? Waaa, waaa, waaa, zzzzzzzzzzzzz” and then he passes out like a frat boy after one too many beer bongs. Silence is fucking golden.
We bought an exersaucer for Ollie last week and today we started him on solid foods. He is growing up so faaaaaaaaaaaaast! I always feel bad giving my babies the requisite bland rice cereal; I imagine that it tastes like paper mache paste. Not that I’ve ever eaten paper mache paste, but, well… you know what I mean. I’m always tempted to add a little sugar or cinnamon or at least some mashed banana to it, but I know better. He had the expected reaction of confusion and disgust, so it was a good time. Fun for everyone!
Mmm mmm, good!
I don’t think he knew there was something in his mouth at this point.
Flashback: Ethan’s first solid food.
Flashback the Second: Ethan displays the typical confusion and disgust.
Ollie examines this mysterious new utensil.
Mah boys.
Mr. Oliver Levi
Flashback Nombre Trois: Mr. Ethan Phillip
He is scooting and rolling all over the place now. Crawling (aka ALL HELL BREAKING LOOSE) is not far away.
In this picture he is saying, “Please take your camera and shove it somewhere dark and painful.” So SICK of all the media attention! With that haircut I half expected him to attack me with an umbrella.
Flashback Numero Eleven BILLION: Ethan says, “Piss off, Mom.”
Never!
1 Comment
July 7, 2009 at 10:10 pm
Ah the sleeping thing. Jasmine stays maybe one night a week. I’ve tried to explain that if she wakes up in the night she can turn on her light etc etc or read or eat her bedside snack or whatever but that it would be nice to let Aunty Sara stay asleep and not yell the house down. Last time she just snuck into our room and stood by the bed with her face a few cm’s from mine, blowing on me. So I woke up with a shadowy form blowing air at me and nearly had a heart attack. So she climbed into bed and said ‘but, I didn’t yell did I?’.