I also got a Gap Friends and Family e-mail. For some reason I decided to actually print it out this time, and I’m glad I did: massive sales at our BabyGap, people, and that coupon applies to sales. Score. I went twice this weekend with my coupon and got Peter lots of good stuff to wear next fall/winter, for super-duper cheap. While there I got a coupon book for 40% off of single items every Wednesday in April, so I think it’s high time Mommy went shopping for herself for once.
The babe is doing well. This is the week where I officially saw the toddler coming out. All this time, I’ve been worried about him growing up too fast, and I must say when they start those non-baby habits it makes you stop and just stare. This time it is Real – the baby, he is leaving me.
For one, his coordination has really taken a leap this week. He still pulls around on furniture, he’s unsteady on his own feet. I don’t see walking for awhile. But: with his fingers, his hands, his wrist, he’s a pro. He has great range of motion, it’s fun to sit and watch him play with his toys and watch the ways he can easily flip and turn and manipulate things. Playin on his work bench, methodically pulling out “nails” and turning screws. He’s figured out the turning-handle on the wash-stand in the kitchen, no matter how I try to rig it he gets right in there to poke around. Soon we’ll have to baby-proof the oven knobs and doorknobs.
He also chatters. A lot. We seem to have some messy, sloppy words going on. He moans for his “muuuuuuhhhhhh-mmmuuuuuuuhhhh” when he’s done napping or needs to be held, hands flapping desperately and eyes pleading for me to pick him up. He can say “buh-buh” for his bottle, although he uses it randomly (correctly, pointing at the bottle and saying it, but still randomly). Sometimes we get a “juh” when he wants juice at dinnertime. All other things are a haphazard jumble of “bow bow bow!” noises and yelps and baby babble. He’s so incredibly chatty though, it amazes me. Only at home or daycare I should add; he’s a quiet babe around other people. Our shy boy.
Out of dozens, this is the best picture of us in our Sconnie gear. And he’s possibly found his “security blanket”. When Peter was born, we were blessed with several handmade quilts and knit blankets. About 20 of them, in fact. So we’ve been rotating them faithfully, keeping a blanket in his crib, another on the changing table, and a third in the car. Make sure they all get their love time. While sick this week, Peter took a liking to the Winnie the Pooh fleece quilt Muzzy made. He wanted to be wrapped in it while snuggled into my lap and after naps. He held it, sucking on the corners absentmindedly, when he was alone playing on the floor. And it had to be in his crib when he went to sleep. He’s not fully attached yet, sometimes whining for it and sometimes completely ignoring the thing. So we shall see if it sticks, or another becomes his favorite as he gets older.
I think that about covers things? Next week is going to be busy-busy, with 2 sets of visitors coming over, and seminars, and getting our swing set brought over and set up in the yard (!!), and Peter’s 9-month portraits to boot… And book club, and work-out dates, and Peter’s 9 month wellness appointment, and yeah. I probably should get off of here and get to bed, rest up for that week ahead.
Toodles, my sweets. See you next week.