I never get to properly update this blog anymore because I'm always posting from my phone, and if you're a recipient of my texts, you know I need to stick to a 140 character limit or there's going to be confusing typos (I could have my own damnyouautocorrect.com). But hey, now I'm back at work and this is a perfect lunchtime activity!
Here's more about our now six-month-old (!!!) William! He's the happiest, sweetest baby you'll ever meet, but unfortunately our friends and family didn't really witness that because by the time he really got over his jet lag and was back to normal, it was time to leave. I realized last week he was also probably going through a growth spurt when we were back there -- when we left his truck footie pj's were roomy, but when I tried to put him in them at Vishal and Allison's, I had to smoosh him in and realized he couldn't straighten his legs! Jake was a big baby but started to become more average on the growth charts around this age, but I have a sneaking suspicion that Will is still going to be off the charts. It's funny to see him in outfits like the one above (size 12-18 months) that Jake was wearing when he was running around. We'll see how big Will is next week at his checkup (ack! shots!).
He has taken to every bit of food we've given him (pears, bananas, and squash) and since I documented every day of Jake's life (poor Will doesn't even have a baby book), I know that Jake took about two weeks to catch on to eating solids and definitely had preferences. Will has gobbled everything up and the poor kid is just so hungry we don't even have to put a bib on him. He pretty much licks his own lips and makes sure every bit makes it into his mouth.
He goes everywhere with Cowie, and hasn't really taking a liking to Sophie like Jake did. He's having a hard time getting his two front teeth to cut through, and Dave and I have spent a small fortune on teething toys, but Will still prefers to chew on Cowie's udders (sorry, Cowie!). I'm guessing that's going to be his 'safety blanket' instead of a blankie like Jake has.
We're just a few weeks off until he starts daycare at Julie's. I'm happy that I won't be as worried this time as I was with Jake since we know her so well. And I can't wait to get him on a nap schedule!
We're toying with the idea of taking one more trip before Dave goes back to work. He's going back to a busy time on the movie, so it'll be 6-12 months of lots of hours and we probably won't have a chance to do anything or even have full weekends together. The only problem is our happy, sweet meatball is a terror in the car. He SCREAMS. I can't blame him - if I was a giant baby and someone smooshed me into an infant car seat, I'd cry too!
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