Now that I can rollover, I am becoming a little bit of a handful. One minute, I will sit very prim and proper and act like the best little boy in the world. The next minute, the monster cookie in me comes out and I try to throw myself out of my Bumbo. Mom can't even cuddle with me on her chest anymore because I can roll off. I would roll all over the place if I could. Mom is becoming a little apprehensive about what I will be like when I am really mobile.
Mom has been making me practice all week long. I have been getting so mad at her.
I kept on getting stuck on my side and did not know how to do it, but....
This weekend my mommy had to go to work and Daddy had a conference. Grandma and Grandpa came to babysit. It was so much fun that I did not take any naps for them. We went for a walk and I showed them all of my new skills. They also had to take me to see Mom so I could eat some dinner. ( I am not a big fan of bottles now.) It was a very fun weekend.
Yesterday, while I was helping Mom fold laundry, an evil dinosaur snuck up and tried to attack. (Notice my mean face.)
Much to the dinosaur's chagrin, I was stronger and faster. That dinosaur didn't know what hit (bit) him. Mom was very grateful that I was there to defend her.
Today I am 4 months old. Yesterday I had my check-up with the doctor. I now weigh 15lbs 2 oz and am 26 inches tall. (Mom keeps singing "2 foot 2 with eyes of blue.") Everything went well, but I had to get my immunizations again. I spent 1 hour crying at my parents last night. My legs hurt and nothing would make them better. But today I am happy again.
I am feeling a little silly lately. Mom and I practiced rolling over on the futon again. I did it 3 times using the slope to my advantage. But when she put me on a flat surface, I forgot how to get my legs rolling over. Oh well, soon enough I will be running all over the place.
I have been spending a lot of time chewing on my fingers lately. I still suck my thumb, but chewing on everything is really quite exciting. Mom thinks I may be teething but doesn't see any areas that look red or swollen in my mouth. I have, however, been a little bit fussier than usual. I even learned how to whimper like Mackenzie when I want some attention. A high pitched squeal can really get a mom running to your assistance.
I also have learned to play with my hat. Mom and I ran an errand today. When she went to get me out of the car, I had pulled my hat over my face and I was eating part of it. Mom was not amused. At least I am still keeping the hat on; I could be throwing it on the floor.
Daddy helped me with my bath last night. Mommy sat there and laughed at all of my fat rolls. I did not think it was very funny.
This is how I have been sleeping at night. I am one cool dude. And I mean cool literally. I like to pull my blankets over my face now, so I have to sleep in 2 pairs of PJ's. This is one of the rare instances when Mom let me have a blanket. She always takes it away when she goes to bed. Bummer.
This is my great aunt Linda. Mom had to keep a very close watch on Linda because she threatens to steal me all the time. Auntie Linda and Auntie Janet almost got into a fight over me. It was awesome!!
This is my mom's cousin Laura. Mom and Dad are trying to convince Laura and her husband, Shawn, that they should have a baby soon too.
This is my Uncle David and Aunt Lindsey. They gave me a very cool rabbit and some books. I made Daddy read to me as soon as I got them.
