SPENCEST!
I was IMing with Michael about Spencer's newest tricks, and he commented, "SPENCER has evolved into SPENCEST!"
Pretty much, he's suddenly a new poke-baby with new super-effective attacks. He went from cute lump stage over Christmas to now scoot-crawling everywhere and feeding himself. I had to put up a baby gate to the kitchen, because no matter where I put him down, he was determined to get in there while I was cooking Jack ravioli for dinner. Speaking of which, Jack insisted on trying, and then devouring about five frozen ravioli. Freak kid.
Spencer can now hold a cracker, piece of sandwich, bit of pasta, etc and successfully get it to his mouth and gum it. He ate a few chopped-up raviolis himself tonight, and got frustrated when he couldn't quite achieve grasp-lift-mouth action. His pincer grip is developing but not there yet. He is certainly working hard on it.
Also, last night he spent his (hopefully) last night in our bed, and it's not like he needed to put the exclamation point on it, but he sure did. I didn't get more than two hours of consecutive sleep all night because of his waking and thrashing and Mama-grabbing or Daddy-grabbing (which results in Michael waking me to get me to move him). So far he's had two Ferbered naps and one bedtime. Total crying less than fifteen minutes tonight. He insists on falling asleep on his stomach, though. Can't really prevent it, so I guess it will have to do.
I took the car in for some service today at the dealership, and during the wait he took it upon himself to stare up at the other people in the waiting area with wide blue eyes (many comments on his bright blueness), and then to scoot over to them and attempt to eat their shoes before I could retrieve him.
I don't know that I could have done anything differently, but his pants are SO FILTHY that I regret letting him down on that floor. I doubt that carpet gets cleaned often. Also, I took Jack's sippy cup over to the water cooler to get him a drink. They had the customary free coffee and water for customers thing. The cooler had a prominent badge touting that it had UV INSIDE! However, I don't think it is very effective. As I poured the water, I smelled Death and Decay. I glanced at the garbage can nearby and wondered what had gotten thrown away in there, but only saw old coffee cups. I walked away and went to put the lid on the sippy, but the smell...lingered. Then I sniffed the water in the cup. FOULNESS! I went to the restroom instead and dumped the water in the sink, and, I shit you not, it was a greenish yellow pee color. Something terrible was growing in that water cooler and how could they NOT NOTICE? It was in the middle of the showroom!! Thank god I was suspicious, the sippy was blue so I wouldn't have seen it and could have just handed it to Jack. I washed out the cup and put clear water from the tap in it.
No, I didn't tell anyone about the nasty water. The cups provided near the cooler were white styrofoam, so they should be able to figure it out when the water looks like Mountain Dew.
Pretty much, he's suddenly a new poke-baby with new super-effective attacks. He went from cute lump stage over Christmas to now scoot-crawling everywhere and feeding himself. I had to put up a baby gate to the kitchen, because no matter where I put him down, he was determined to get in there while I was cooking Jack ravioli for dinner. Speaking of which, Jack insisted on trying, and then devouring about five frozen ravioli. Freak kid.
Spencer can now hold a cracker, piece of sandwich, bit of pasta, etc and successfully get it to his mouth and gum it. He ate a few chopped-up raviolis himself tonight, and got frustrated when he couldn't quite achieve grasp-lift-mouth action. His pincer grip is developing but not there yet. He is certainly working hard on it.
Also, last night he spent his (hopefully) last night in our bed, and it's not like he needed to put the exclamation point on it, but he sure did. I didn't get more than two hours of consecutive sleep all night because of his waking and thrashing and Mama-grabbing or Daddy-grabbing (which results in Michael waking me to get me to move him). So far he's had two Ferbered naps and one bedtime. Total crying less than fifteen minutes tonight. He insists on falling asleep on his stomach, though. Can't really prevent it, so I guess it will have to do.
I took the car in for some service today at the dealership, and during the wait he took it upon himself to stare up at the other people in the waiting area with wide blue eyes (many comments on his bright blueness), and then to scoot over to them and attempt to eat their shoes before I could retrieve him.
I don't know that I could have done anything differently, but his pants are SO FILTHY that I regret letting him down on that floor. I doubt that carpet gets cleaned often. Also, I took Jack's sippy cup over to the water cooler to get him a drink. They had the customary free coffee and water for customers thing. The cooler had a prominent badge touting that it had UV INSIDE! However, I don't think it is very effective. As I poured the water, I smelled Death and Decay. I glanced at the garbage can nearby and wondered what had gotten thrown away in there, but only saw old coffee cups. I walked away and went to put the lid on the sippy, but the smell...lingered. Then I sniffed the water in the cup. FOULNESS! I went to the restroom instead and dumped the water in the sink, and, I shit you not, it was a greenish yellow pee color. Something terrible was growing in that water cooler and how could they NOT NOTICE? It was in the middle of the showroom!! Thank god I was suspicious, the sippy was blue so I wouldn't have seen it and could have just handed it to Jack. I washed out the cup and put clear water from the tap in it.
No, I didn't tell anyone about the nasty water. The cups provided near the cooler were white styrofoam, so they should be able to figure it out when the water looks like Mountain Dew.