I'm late!

Well, we're back. I missed last Thursday, but that's ok because I have more than enough to make up for it. Where to begin? Well, let's see... Aidan can now roll from his back to his side at will, whenever he wants. His increasing mobility is frightening the local villagers, but they dare not oppose him. It's pretty funny to watch... he doesn't really accomplish this maneuver in the same way you or I might. Basically, he puts his chubby little legs up in the air, and lets them fall to one side. The rest of his body just kind of follows, and he turns his head last. It's kind of like watching slo-mo footage of a falling building...there is a definite cascade of events and point of n return. To roll from side to back... that's more complicated. I haven't figured out exactly how he does it, despite watching him all the time. It's kind of like he just wills it to happen, and it does. Freaky.

He's also gained much control over his hands. Now he will definitely reach for (or push away) whatever he desires....and when he gets it, WHAMO, straight to the mouth. The first few days he spent putting things in his mouth were pretty funny...if he was feeling like he wasn't getting anywhere by grabbing the thing, he would go land-shark on it. He'd drop his arms to his side, focus on the object, and throw himself at it mouth-first, all gums and fury. I wish I could have gotten that on video, because it's one of the funniest things I've ever seen a human do, baby or not. So not he's got everything he can reach in his mouth. Thus far, I've managed to not let him get anything in there that might hurt him....well, ok, ALMOST nothing. There's this one toy on his highchair, a butterfly with rubber-ish wings. He managed to get one so far in his mouth is was making him gag. He wasn't upset about it or anything, he just sat there, looking at me, making little "I have a hairball" noises and giving me the "man, you really ought to taste this wing....I mean, I've had wings before, but THIS one...it tastes so good I don't even care that it's making me gag" look. I'm not a bad father if he's obviously having fun while he's choking, right?

The last thing he did/discovered was how to screech and squeal. He's been a pretty vocal baby overall, so we're not really surprised about this. But this weekend at his grandparents' house, he learned how to really get some volume into those super-high pitched squeals.... you know, the ones that could signify ultimate joy or pure pain, and you won't know which until you come flying in from another room to check? Yeah, them. Sunday afternoon, after we got back from my parent's place, he pretty much sat in his Exersaucer and practiced screaming at his toys until he went to bed. It was...fun. Yeah, that's it. Nevermind our bleeding eardrums which might suggest otherwise. Hey, at least he's got a very healthy set of lungs.....