Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
He's not into playing with his toys so much. He'd much rather crawl around the house, opening drawers, cabinets, and doors, and seeing what's inside. Anything you wouldn't want a baby to touch, he's there. Outlets, cords, silverware on the edge of the table, sharp corners on furniture, you name it. He'd much rather explore than play with his toys...
Here's some recent photos by Mommy:
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
Without a doubt, Evan is making the transition from infant to toddler right before our eyes. In the past few weeks, we've watched him go from scooting on his stomach to crawling across the floor with speed and agility. We've watched him climb up onto furniture to his feet, only to let go with only one hand holding his balance. Most noticeably, he's outgrown his infant car seat. We realized this with a little distress the other day when we were taking him out with us. The harness straps barely fit over his shoulders, and he seemed cramped and uncomfortable. So here I am in New york tonight, about to pick up his 'Toddler Seat" tomorrow morning. More later...
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Evan's been using the ottoman to get to his feet.
He loves the guitar, he'll crawl all the way to the other room if he sees it.
We had a long day today. Evan was up pretty early, and Mommy was up pretty late. So I took Evan downstairs to feed him and play with him for a bit while Mommy got some much needed rest. He's into everything now that he's more mobile. He's pretty much drawn to anything he's not supposed to be touching; wires, electrical sockets, christmas lights, drawers, the remote, DVDs, dog bones, you name it. I spend most of the morning watching him with the vigiliance of a Secret Service agent. I'm by no means overbearing, I just can't take my eye off him for too long, and I have to be ready to catch him in an instant when he topples over. Now that he's getting to his feet with the help of furniture, I have to spot him for those moments where he loses his balance. He's also opening and closing drawers now, usually trying to slam them shut with his fingers still inside, so I have to watch him constantly. He's acutely aware of the world around him. You can see him tyring to figure things out.
A few mornings ago, we woke up and he was staring at his fingers as sunlight came through the window. He had his hand in front of his face, wiggling his fingers, turning his hand around, looking at the back of it. I thought it was so cool, he was totally chacking out his hands. The other thing he's been doing that is new is climbing up in his crib. Yesterday was the first time. He grabbed onto the railings and pulled himself up and looked over the side, smiling at us. There's no turning back now! It won't be long before he's on his feet and running around the house.
Evan had a nap earlier this evening, but now he's wide awake. He started throwing up and we're not sure why. He's in good spirits though. We played him the the video on YouTube of Andrea Bocelli singing Elmo to sleep. It seems to make him sleepy, so we kept playing it for him. It didn't work tonight. You try to hold him and he pushes away from you like he wants to get down. I'm like, "Evan! where are you gonna go!" He's really active to say the least, even late at night. Well, it's after 2am and Mommy has just informed me that after much of a battle, Evan is finally asleep. WHEW!
Sunday, January 11, 2009
In my haste to post a new entry last night, I spelled "developments" wrong. I'm sure no one noticed, but just figured I'd acknowledge the correction just incase anyone is keeping tabs. Evan has been pulling himself up onto his feet on various pieces of furniture and his Leap Frog Train.
Here's a clip:
Friday, January 9, 2009
I had my first sort of "Baby Emergency" yesterday morning. One of those, "I just turned my back for a second" moments. I was up early watching Evan, and I made my cup of tea, and brought him into the computer room with me so I could check e-mails. I sat him in his "Sweetpeace" swing. It's a swing that swings left to right rather than forward and back. It has a child restraint that goes over the legs, kind of like something you'd have when you go on one of the newer roller coasters. I sat him down in the seat, just two feet behind me, and clamped him in. With him being 7 months now, he's starting to figure things out. He opened the restraint and was lifting it up and down. I smiled at him and he smiled back. I turned my head bak to what I was doing on the computer and heard a horrible thud. Poor Evan was laying in a heap on the floor and even though I scooped him up right away, it was still in that tiny sliver of time between when a child falls and when they let out the biggest scream of their life. I panicked and ran him upstairs to Genevieve, holding his head. I was so worried that he had hit his head on the floor. He was wailing so hard that there was moments of silence in between so he could take a big, giant breath and let out the next one.
He seemed to be okay, mommy took him right away and he seemed to begin to calm down. I ran downstairs to call the doctor right away. They pretty much tell you these days that if the child is not visibly injured or unconscious, then they are probably okay, just look out for signs of a concussion. Within an hour or so, he seemed okay. There were no bumps or swelling, and he didn't seem to be in pain, so I guess he's okay. Today, you'd never know anything happened. He's been trying to pick himself up and is pretty good at getting to his feet with the help of some furniture or his Leap Frog Train. He's probably bumped his head a dozen times since the fall, all only seem to bother him for about a second or two, then he goes back to climbing, crawling, and getting into whatever interests him, which right now, seems to be everything.