no words needed.
Likes: his feet, trying to put things in his mouth, water, being thrown in the air, jumping in the johnny-jump-up, jumping on mommy’s lap, jumping in general, the squeaky monkey toy, Mimi’s voice, Tatey Time, zrbts (sort of), sleeping, almost sitting on his own, staying awake in the late afternoon, that baby in the mirror.
Dislikes: going to sleep, Mozart*, Tummy Time, teething, 2 a.m., lying on the floor for long periods of time, any action that might possibly indicate that we’re getting ready for a nap.
16 lbs 12 oz. 27″ tall (approx).
(We lack five ounces in tripling our birth weight.)
Eating every four hours (give or take).
Down to two full and one catnap.
Growing up too fast.
*there is a story there.
One year ago, today, I found out that you were growing inside me. I had been so sick for several days, and everything thought I was pregnant and didn’t want to say so; I didn’t want to think about it, either. Not because I didn’t want you–quite the contrary. But I was afraid I’d get my hopes up, and be disappointed.
So I cried all night the night before, and I barely slept. And in the morning I took a test. And guess what? Pregnant.
It was the first positive test I had ever seen!
So I told your Daddy, and we cried together. Then he went to the kitchen and got some oil, and he put it on my forehead and my belly (with you inside) and on the door of the room that you sleep in at home. And he prayed for us, for all of us, that I would be safe and that you would be healthy and that he would be a good Daddy. And we thanked God for you. Amen.
I must sincerely beg forgiveness for the lack of updates in the past week. We have been out-of-town, visiting family and friends, and staying in the house I grew up in for the last time. We sorted photos and went here and ate there and visited this house and toured that one, and I took some pictures, but not many.
We had fun, though. 🙂
We love wooden toys, in this house.
At least, Remy Sr. and I do. Remy Jr. doesn’t exactly have a say in the matter, but I’d venture to say that he’s pretty fond of them, too.
I mentioned before how much Remy loves to be on the floor, all stretched out. Having a lovely, brightly-colored (and wooden!) gym to gaze at just makes the experience that much better. It even inspired me to break out my rainbow quilt, which used to hang on the wall of my room when I was a preschooler.
Remy will now spend up to half an hour looking at it, kicking his legs and waving his arms, and talking (loudly!) to the hanging toys. He can’t do much longer than that, though.
Bright colors do that to me, too, after a while.