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The first part is cadging from my Twitter feed, because it's there.
At one point before Christmas, I asked Scott for peppermint tea. He mis-heard me and brought two chocolate peppermints, then asked what kind of tea I wanted. Honestly, I was happier with that result than if I'd only gotten my peppermint tea - Scott rocks! :)
"It won't let me mouse over it to see who all the people in the picture are." - Scott, looking at a physical photo enclosed w/a card.
Grandma and Grandpa gave Drew a race track with cars. Scott: "What do you say when someone gives you something?" Drew: "Woooo!" (To be fair, Drew was so excited he didn't listen to his Dad's question. I tapped him on the shoulder and asked again and he said "fank oo" quietly, and then went back to releasing cars down the racing ramps and saying "Wooo!" a lot.)
A very Portal Christmas. Heehee. http://imgur.com/U1KoD
I love this sleep sack. So. Cute. http://pic.twitter.com/tMu3zk3G
"Careful, contents under pressure." - me, handing Ian to Scott for a burp.
Strong babies, even when itty bitty: not so good at staying on their backs even tho you put them that way. http://pic.twitter.com/x6qIzqQS
If I remember right, Drew could roll to his side from the get-go as well, then stopped at some point, then picked it back up as he got bigger. Ian definitely manages that, but not on to his tummy that I've seen, so. We continue to put him down on his back, and if he rolls up on to his side...more power to him.
Not cadged from the Twitter feed: we went to John & Julia's for Christmas dinner and had a lovely time. The food (prime rib for the main dish) was delicious, but more importantly the company was lovely!
Drew, having smacked his forehead into a doorknob at home the day before, managed to whack himself (in another part of the forehead, fortunately, not the same one) on something else, then caught his toe in a door and gave himself a very small owwie that way. Poor kid. He had a small-scale war with doors for the holiday, apparently. On the other hand, he sustained no major injuries - only the first injury even resulted in our needing to be careful of a tender patch much after it happened. (He had a good 1" bruise from it - it would have been smaller but he fought icing it, so it didn't get iced. Still visible, no longer sore as far as I'm aware.)
Drew has held Ian on his lap a couple times and is very sweet and gentle with him, but you have to position Ian carefully as "support the head" is not something Drew entirely gets OR can entirely do (dude, that head is heavy!). Drew has also appointed himself to help Daddy with diaper changes (Daddy gets the help because he does most of the diaper changes, it's not like Drew is shutting Mommy out here! :), by handing him diapers and wipes. He gets mad if Daddy gets his own diaper. Too. Cute.
My Christmas cards arrived. Well, most of them. I didn't do the address-confirmation step this year - I lacked time - and I've had at least one bounce because of that. (And another got forwarded for me, whew!)
Now I just need to do the thank you cards. Ooof. I VERY MUCH need to do the thank you cards.
At one point before Christmas, I asked Scott for peppermint tea. He mis-heard me and brought two chocolate peppermints, then asked what kind of tea I wanted. Honestly, I was happier with that result than if I'd only gotten my peppermint tea - Scott rocks! :)
"It won't let me mouse over it to see who all the people in the picture are." - Scott, looking at a physical photo enclosed w/a card.
Grandma and Grandpa gave Drew a race track with cars. Scott: "What do you say when someone gives you something?" Drew: "Woooo!" (To be fair, Drew was so excited he didn't listen to his Dad's question. I tapped him on the shoulder and asked again and he said "fank oo" quietly, and then went back to releasing cars down the racing ramps and saying "Wooo!" a lot.)
A very Portal Christmas. Heehee. http://imgur.com/U1KoD
I love this sleep sack. So. Cute. http://pic.twitter.com/tMu3zk3G
"Careful, contents under pressure." - me, handing Ian to Scott for a burp.
Strong babies, even when itty bitty: not so good at staying on their backs even tho you put them that way. http://pic.twitter.com/x6qIzqQS
If I remember right, Drew could roll to his side from the get-go as well, then stopped at some point, then picked it back up as he got bigger. Ian definitely manages that, but not on to his tummy that I've seen, so. We continue to put him down on his back, and if he rolls up on to his side...more power to him.
Not cadged from the Twitter feed: we went to John & Julia's for Christmas dinner and had a lovely time. The food (prime rib for the main dish) was delicious, but more importantly the company was lovely!
Drew, having smacked his forehead into a doorknob at home the day before, managed to whack himself (in another part of the forehead, fortunately, not the same one) on something else, then caught his toe in a door and gave himself a very small owwie that way. Poor kid. He had a small-scale war with doors for the holiday, apparently. On the other hand, he sustained no major injuries - only the first injury even resulted in our needing to be careful of a tender patch much after it happened. (He had a good 1" bruise from it - it would have been smaller but he fought icing it, so it didn't get iced. Still visible, no longer sore as far as I'm aware.)
Drew has held Ian on his lap a couple times and is very sweet and gentle with him, but you have to position Ian carefully as "support the head" is not something Drew entirely gets OR can entirely do (dude, that head is heavy!). Drew has also appointed himself to help Daddy with diaper changes (Daddy gets the help because he does most of the diaper changes, it's not like Drew is shutting Mommy out here! :), by handing him diapers and wipes. He gets mad if Daddy gets his own diaper. Too. Cute.
My Christmas cards arrived. Well, most of them. I didn't do the address-confirmation step this year - I lacked time - and I've had at least one bounce because of that. (And another got forwarded for me, whew!)
Now I just need to do the thank you cards. Ooof. I VERY MUCH need to do the thank you cards.
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