
Thomas is on the move! Well, he's been on the move, but now he's actually inching forward! He's been pulling himself forward on his tummy for the last few days. He tries to get up on his knees, but isn't always successful. While standing and leaning against furniture, he's also beginning to "cruise" or pull himself along. There's alot of verbalization that accompanies these forward movements, but he's moving! Hooray for you, baby!
Thomas and a lemon tree. Photo taken in the backyard of the Calistoga vacation property where we recently stayed.
Greta loves to go in with me when Thomas wakes from his naps. He's always happy to see her, too. You wouldn't know it from his smile (photo taken this morning), but the poor baby has another cold. He coughed several times last night and has a really runny nose again today. He just looks miserable which makes me miserable.
Thomas seems to go through one week periods where one particular item becomes his favorite thing. Other items will be played with (usually while firmly gripping the favored item), but he always returns to his favorite of the week. He wants to take it everywhere. This past week his favorite item has been the aspirator (pictured above, it's your standard blue bulb syringe used to suction out their noses). It has taken naps with him, slept with him, bathed with him, joined us on a trip to the mall, went to the swimming pool with us yesterday (it stayed in the locker room), comes along in the jogging stroller... Wherever Thomas happens to be, you can be sure this is with him. I wonder what it'll be next week?
I have a love/hate relationship with the whole concept of "baby feeding himself". I love seeing his joy in accomplishing what seems to us as a simple task. I love watching him hold the teething biscuit in his chubby little hands as he studies it and eventually brings it up to his little mouth. Seeing all the nooks and crannies where food ends up is always a fun surprise, both in and around him as well as everywhere else. But the messiness of it all I could do without. And this is just a teething biscuit. It's going to be an entirely new ballgame when he's using utensils and food is flying around the room. That's how I picture it anyway. Food all over him, us, the dogs, the kitchen...
Yesterday I took Thomas for his first swim at the local community center. He didn't know what to make of it initially, but he grew more comfortable once we moved around and warmed up. He enjoyed holding onto the pool's tile edge with his feet pressed flat up against the side. He also enjoyed watching the swimmers in the adjacent lap pool. It must have looked strange to see arms flying, water splashing, and the occassional capped head bobbing up and down across the pool's length. He didn't like being splashed when a young boy jumped into the pool beside us, nor did he care for the rinsing shower before and after swimming. Overall, I thought it went really well for his first swim. Maybe next time I'll remember to put his swim trunks on... hey, at least I remembered the swim diapers!
Greta and Thomas are pals. She brings him stuffed animals. She won't flinch when he pulls her ears, slaps her tummy, or pokes at her nose and eyes. They love to stand and look out the living room window together. She loves to sniff him when they greet and he always smiles back at her. She looks worried when he is upset. She gives up anything that he tries to take from her. He loves to watch her wrestle Bela. He loves to watch them both eat and drink water. He tries to say Greta's name. She looks mean in this photo, but anyone who knows her would say she's far from mean. They are both lucky to have each other.
The cold is still hanging around but Thomas appears to be feeling better and is on the move. He's enjoying tummy time (finally!) and almost seems to prefer it so he's been hanging out on his belly quite a bit. He pushes himself around in a 360 degree circle and pushes himself backward, but hasn't gone forward yet. He like to rock forward when sitting and enjoys throwing himself forward, esp. when we are holding him. I still think he may just start walking before crawling, but only time will tell.