Going It Alone

Jean's mom assures us Adam's been developing very nicely. He's got good muscle tone, and his coordination seems to be getting better by the day. He still sleeps a good bit of the time, but he's been spending more time awake. And when he's awake, he's good and alert, looking all around and focusing on various objects. He's also starting to follow objects all the way across his field of view, which is important in developing his coordination.

On sunny mornings, he gets time in the sun. He likes it, and it seems to perk him up, just like a nice sunny morning seems to perk us all up.

Well, okay. Sometimes it doesn't do such a great job perking him up.

And sometimes Adam needs a little company from his buddy.
But sometimes things don't go quite as Sliver planned.

Finally, I'm not sure exactly what to say about Adam's rather curious eating habits. You see, we are breastfeeding him (I guess technically Jean's handling the breastfeeding), and we're starting to wonder if he's got some kind of nasal anomally. When he is feeding, he manages to honk - yes, literally honk like a Canada goose - while swallowing, which is quite a trick. It's enormously amusing.

Sorry you pervs (I'm looking at you, Caroleigh), no photos or video of breastfeeding, but the mental pictures you've probably just painted of a honking baby attached to a woman's chest should get you by.

Jean's parents are leaving tomorrow. It's been great having them here, keeping us from getting into too much trouble, but the days of wine and roses are coming to an end. As of Saturday around lunchtime, we're on our own until my parents arrive Thursday. Let's see if we don't screw him up too badly before then.