Seth turned 8-months old on the 12th of this month. And this week he's turned into a new baby. He's still drooly, still fussy at times, and still wakes up in the middle of the night, but he's happier overall. He has a runny nose, but no cough, and he apparently feels better now than he did in February. I believe this change is largely due to his recent liking for solid foods. He is still eating Stage 1 jar foods, but I thicken the foods with rice cereal. I first introduced solids to Seth when he turned 6-months, at times when he was NOT fussy, which were far and few between. In February, he had absolutely no interest in foods, probably due to being sick, which delayed the process even more. At the advent of his 8-month birthday he started to "get it" and is now doing great. He Gets It!!! Solid foods are yummy. I have a tongue. I need to use my tongue to keep the yumminess inside!
In addition to making strides in eating Seth has made strides in gross motor development. He is sooooo close to crawling. Samantha never crawled (she scooted), so it's exciting to see him progress in this manner. I know my life will just get more hectic when he crawls. It's not like I'm exercising much these days, so at least I can do a little calorie-burning while chasing Seth and Sam around.
Samantha seems to get funnier and funnier everyday. Although, with her developing sense of humor we are seeing an increase in her attempts to challenge authority. "Samantha, no pushing, biting, or talking back to mommies, daddies, friends, or other adults. No sassy talk, back talk, or whining." She is still soooo sweet. This is just the first we've really seen her try to challenge us. Yesterday, the kids and I went to Kohl's so mommy could get new PJ's. Note to self: Kohl's does not carry MY type of PJs. Samantha begged me to buy a "kinky" black and red lingerie piece, or whatever you call it. Then moved on to the clearance rack of lacy thongs. She found three thongs for mommy. "Mommy, I found big girl panties fooooorrrrrr youuuuuuu", she said. Needless to say, I did not invest in new big-girl-panties or sexy lingerie. While moving on thru the store, Samantha found many princess items of interest. She didn't get any of them, partly due to her temper tantrum in the shoe department. Some grandma-aged woman complained about the noise and referred to Sam as "THAT GIRL". I didn't think it was THAT bad. I should have told the lady she could have bought my daughter the $34.99 pair of Sketchers (she'd outgrow in 2-weeks) she wanted if she wanted Samantha to shut up. That grandma must have been an out-of-towner b/c no local is ever that rude.....:)
Joseph and I are well. Joseph has a list of requests/tasks for me to do longer than the Declaration of Independence and has been discouraged by my response of "I will try to do it", for every request. I never know what my day will bring. Will my kids nap? Will my dogs puke? Will I have the energy? Can't do much in 60-minutes.
My new Honda Pilot seems to like going to the body shop and will be making another trip their soon. Some lady's grocery cart rolled away from her in the parking lot of the store and rammed into my car as I was pulling out of my spot. (The parking lot is sloped and I parked away from the store on the lower part of the slope). I thought I hit a car while backing out but the noise was the cart plowing into the side of my car. Another note to self: When someone's groceries fly out of their cart as a result of smashing into your car there WILL be damage. After the incident, I did not see damage and did not gather contact information from the lady. She looked and I looked at my car and didn't see anything. Joseph, found the point of impact and saw damage. So, another insurance claim, and another deductible payment is in my future. What luck.
