Another Milestone

I keep hoping Rex sleeping in a room with Vivien will stick. But he is still kind of noisy baby, and their sleep schedules are so different that most of the time I have to keep them separated. Which means Rex is either in Oliver’s room (when Oliver is elsewhere) or in the play room… a.k.a. the kitchen.

Sometimes it bums me out that he sleeps in the kitchen. Other times I think, hey Barack Obama grew up in an apartment; his wife’s whole family lived in a one-bedroom apartment, and they certainly did well for themselves. Look at Michael Douglas’s son; he is facing a 10 year prison sentence, and his mother is selling their 29 million dollar home. So, the physical structure in which a child grows up doesn’t mean that much… as long as they have some structure over their head.

I digress. This is about a crib. And here is my husband making a cameo as… my husband.

Rolling Over

Hi developmental milestone! I knew you’d be visiting a lot. You are here so much lately I’m going to have to make you a bed on the couch. Rex is eating chicken and rips out my hair with abandon. It’s good it’s so thick, or I’d be calling myself spotty head.

And here he is rolling over for the first time… well second. First time I didn’t have the camera ready.

Developmental Milestones

Can handle a spoon, check. Rolls over onto tummy, check. Likes his teething biscuits, check. Smiles and reaches out to mommy when she comes in the room, check.

Sleeps through the night, no check, no check at all, not even a pencil scratch, and stop asking if he does…

I’m most profane at 4:56 am.

But so yummy! (Rex, not me)