Sorry for the Hiatus!
MLO and I have finally returned home after much back and forth up to my folks' place about 2.5 hours away. My best friend and my sister both got married two weeks apart in our home town area and I had the distinction of serving as matron of honor in both weddings. I had a blast helping out and participating in two amazingly beautiful ceremonies and MLO had a blast being spoiled utterly rotten by my fam.
In this last trip up my parents' house was full of my aunts, uncles and cousins, brothers and sister, grandma and two dogs. MLO got passed around from willing relation to willing relation and to my knowledge impressed everyone with his happy disposition and hilarious babbling. I really feel very fortunate that a) I have such a well behaved baby b) I have such an amazing family to take over caring for MLO while I assembled floral arrangements, ran errands and got myself into pretty mode and c) I have a husband that managed to keep his head amidst the insanity.
If MLO threw a fit I wasn't around to see it. He napped relatively well, considering, but had some difficulty at night (although he was allowed to stay up much later than usual... see the end of paragraph one). MLO, Hubby and I got home Sunday and by Monday we were all sick. MLO occasionally cries and touches his throat with a confused look which makes me feel terrible. Other than that he has some minor congestion and seems to hardly notice that he is under the weather. We have read most of 'Bambi' in the last few days as a way to get him to be still and rest. Except in the car seat, I haven't seen him be still this much since he was an infant.
MLO's new favorite thing is to stand up. He requires help: the couch, a door (eek), my pants (which are not always secured... ahem), the drawer pulls, his 'crate' walls. But he loves to stand up and look around and shuffle his feet. As for his 'crate', we got one of those play yards by North States and unfortunately he hates it. He stands up, grasps the walls and wails in his most pitiful tone, "Ababababa!" I find it rather heartbreaking. As far as I've heard, though, he only hates it when I'm around, otherwise he plays happily in it while other people read or do chores. Lucky me.
I think we are going to start him on barley this week. It's time for a new carbohydrate and I think oatmeal has become a bit worn out.
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Cheers!
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