That Bites

Wyatt has a tooth. Oh yes, after two months of sore gums, runny noses and pain relievers, my son's first tooth has finally broken through... or at least a corner of it has. So, um, how long do you think the other corner is gonna take to make its appearance? And does the first tooth prep the gums for the other 20 or so teeth that still need to arrive? I'm feeling.... underwhelmed. Poor kid. No wonder kids start to get a little grumpy and bratty in their "terrible twos". They're just finally fed up with the whole teething process! Or, um... something like that.

Oh, and there's more. Wyatt has a new sound. He has learned to shriek like a girl. It's cute, because he's squeaking with glee... but you know... it's also loud. Very loud. And it can be hard to decipher from his other shriek... the one where he's crying in misery. Glee, misery... same difference? Hmmmm.

The third Wyatt tidbit involves mobility. Our boy is on the brink of crawling. He gets his butt up in the air and sort of scoots forward accidentally. It's not quite deliberate mobility, but it's definitely shaking up his world a little bit as he stumbles upon the ability to get to some of his toys. You think maybe we should start baby proofing our house? Yeah, maybe...

Short and sweet. It's a cliché. It's also the perfect description of this blog, so you'll have to deal. Bye!

Bottle Shock

It's been almost a month since I've updated my blog. Shame. Shame. I think sometimes you get into a groove, and then sometimes you lose it. I lost my groove. (And no, I don't plan to get it back Stella-style...) So, anyway, I'm back. Hi.

Wyatt is now 5 1/2 months old. He's a kick. He's finally to an age where he's trying to do new things... where you can see the gears turning in his head as he turns things over in his hands or tries to move somewhere once he's rolled onto his stomach. He does that all the time. He starts on his back, rolls onto his stomach, and then lays for a while and tries to figure out how to crawl. So far, he rocks and squirms, but he hasn't quite figured out the coordination or how to get up on all fours at the same time. It's coming. I think crawling is about a month or two out. He's also getting closer to sitting up on his own. He can balance as long as he doesn't lose focus, but as soon as he looks in a different direction, he tends to tip over in that direction. :)

In other Wyatt news, I've decided to wean the munchkin. I know, I know. Evil Momma. Good mothers nurse for at least a year, not 5 1/2 months, right? Blah blah blah. Here's your medal for mommy sainthood. Listen, all I can tell you is that my son is teething, and he's a stubborn little monster when it comes to chewing and biting during feedings. YES, I tried flicking him when he did it. I tried it with a stern "NO!". I tried it over and over again while he alternately cried or laughed at me and then went back to gnawing on things he shouldn't be gnawing on. He's either a little thick and doesn't understand cause and effect, or he's as stubborn as his father. I think it's the latter. So the shop is closed for business. I'm dealing with sore boobs and he's dealing with bottles. Yea for bottles!

Okay, now for a paragraph about something new. We have a backyard! It's true; the dirt lot behind our house has been transformed. Beautiful stained and stamped concrete, green grass, a retaining wall, trees and a jacuzzi. It's pretty stinking nice to have a reason to open the shades. The only thing we don't have yet is the patio cover, which is being engineered for a large span. It'll be nice, pitched, and have a matching roof with our house. Pretty sweet. And then of course we'll invest in some good outdoor furniture, etc. But honestly, just seeing green grass and trees makes me happy!

I guess that's enough for today. Been following the election? Yeah... me too. It's been hot lately... Sure am glad fall is coming... So... The Trojans are playing some awesome football, eh? Yeah... You can hang up now.