Monday, June 20, 2016

A morning of celebration

Yesterday morning, we celebrated Tyler's first fathers day and Elliot's five month old birthday!  I cooked a paleo quiche (surprisingly good, if I do say so myself).  To our mutual delight, I discovered that I'm able to cook with Elliot sitting on his chair in the kitchen if I bring him all of the ingredients for him to look at and feel (he's become extremely fascinated with food lately... no doubt linked to the emergence of four teeth!)  He sits amused with the plastic spinach bag and sparkling water bottle for minutes on end (which equals about 45 minutes in baby-time).

Five months will be a fun time, I can already tell.  He is super smiley and so engaged... always wanting to be part of the action (he clearly gets this from extroverted Tyler).  He laughed for the first time last week! -- alas, all of us missed it.  Tyler was at work, I was running errands... even our nanny, Jhona, missed it because she was in the bathroom, but came running to Elliot thinking he was crying.  Instead, he had a giant smile and had been laughing into his handkerchief.  He had just woken from a nap and saw the giant yoga ball moving by itself, blown by the fan.  He stopped laughing when Jhona came in -- as though this was an inside joke for him alone.  Oh, this kid...

Since then, we've been on laugh patrol (Tyler tried making the yoga ball move by its own by kicking it when he got home... Elliot wasn't buying in).  Alas, he seems to be rationing his laughs...

Besides that, what else is new in Elliot's world... Let's see, he's transitioned from needing to sleep in his bouncy chair at night, to wanting to sleep on the floor mat (we sleep Asian-style in the meditation room - turned his bedroom).  He sprawls his arms overhead (also like Tyler) and passes out.  Lately, he's been rolling around tons at night over to his side... he moves throughout the night so that by morning, he's usually completely opposite where he's started, with his head where his feet had been.  Since we keep sheets and blankets away from him at night, he's also discovered that he can roll onto his side, grab a fist full of the fitted sheet, and stuff that into his mouth (so that one night, I woke up to find him face down, chewing on the fitted sheet in his sleep).

Our favorite morning game is still "who's that baby in the mirror?" -- with Elliot flashing a giant smile every time he sees his reflection (someone told me that babies actually don't realize it's themselves -- they really do think it's a different baby).  When he's crying, I'll often go to the hallway mirror, and he'll go from smiling to crying to smiling to crying like those happy/sad theater masks.

Some pics from our morning celebration.  Happy Five Months, Elliot!



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