Don’t get excited about these two videos. Here’s why:
Don’t say I didn’t warn you!
I’ve often tried to get Paul to notice his toys. I put all of them on the blanket around him and try to force them into his little hand. He lets go of the toy immediately and then tries to eat his hand.
“Look!” I say excitedly. “It’s a toy to play with! Play with it!”
He laughs at me. Despite the colorful toy I’m shaking right in front of his face, his focus doesn’t shift away from my face.
“Ah, well,” I think. “It’s good my child is not materialistic.”
The other day I peeked into his play pen and this is what I saw.
I didn’t even force it into his hand. He found it himself. He held on to it for a about 10 minutes and then fell asleep, his arm curled around it.
Maybe he imagined he was calling one of his grandmas to say hello.
For Christmas this year, we got Paul a Port-a-cot (aka Port-a-crib) to be used as a portable bed and as a playpen for downstairs. I put the unopened package by the tree, but I finally gave up waiting for Christmas, and I opened it. I bought it for Paul because we need it! I didn’t see the point of waiting. (We were going to open it to take on our trip the week of Christmas anyway…)
I love having a place downstairs to put Paul down!
When he’s awake and I’m cooking dinner, he just watches me and follows me with his eyes. I think it will be a nice safe place for him as he gets older and actually begins playing with his toys.
(Note that Paul has discovered his fingers, at least for sucking on, as evidenced in the second picture above.)
I am two months old today. I’ve decided to still be a cute, smiley boy. I just had a bad day the other day.
Here are some pictures of me from the past few weeks.
Here are some cute pictures of me from the end of November.
Here are some cute pictures of me from early December. I smiled at Cowboy Joe for the first time. I’m learning how to push up on my arms and look around.
I went to the nurse. She weighed me and measured me. Here are my measurements:
I’m long and skinny, but you already knew that.
Paul loves to watch the red triangle, blue cube, and yellow sphere go ’round and ’round! His mobile is his favorite toy. I think yellow is his favorite color.
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(P.S. Yes, the front of his shirt is wet from spit up. Hey, he was having fun! Dare I stop him to change his clothes?)
Title: Paul and the Pacifier
Starring: Paul
Synopsis: Paul is minding his own business and enjoying his pacifier when an unseen force pries it out of his mouth. He knows the pacifier is nearby and struggles to get it back. It is a cruel world. The effort wears him out and he begins to fall asleep.
Editor’s note: Paul will be very happy when he figures out how to use those hands of his!
Title: Paul and the Rattle
Starring: Paul
Synopsis: Paul calls his grandmas on his phone rattle, then he watches it as it shakes in front of his face.
Filming details: Filmed on two different days (hence the different clothes)
Here are some pictures of me from the past two weeks.
I slept a lot this week. Here are some pictures to prove it!
Here are more pictures of me. Do I look older?
Here I am with Cowboy Joe. He is my friend.
Do I look older than I was in the pictures posted last week?
I awoke at quarter to five. I don’t tell time, so I didn’t know it had only been an hour and a quarter since Mommy had finally gotten me to sleep after a very long feeding. But I’m glad I woke up, because then Daddy came and got me! We cuddled while Daddy answered work emails.
Finally Mommy got up. I ate my early breakfast. I like to eat. But sometimes I get so hungry I get mad about eating and won’t stop crying. I guess I need more practice. Anyway, this morning I was happy and I didn’t feel like falling asleep again yet, so Mommy held me while she ate breakfast and Daddy got ready for work. Then Daddy cuddled me for a few minutes while Mommy took a shower. Then Daddy had to go to work. I cried.
Mommy probably wanted to get something done, like take pictures of me to send to her family or pay some bills or make some phone calls to figure out how to get a passport for me, but I decided to be all fussy and demand her attention. And then I ate my breakfast. (Mommy got some of my breakfast on her shirt. Hey, that was mine!) I was feeling pretty happy by this time, so I fell asleep. I didn’t eat very much at my breakfast, so Mommy cuddled me, hoping I’d wake up and eat more. Instead, she fell asleep too.
Sometimes Mommy gets something done in the morning. Today Mommy just slept.
The phone rang and Mommy woke up and talked to Grandma Sorenson. Then I woke up and I was hungry! I ate a lot. When I was done, Mommy got to eat something. I decided to spit up most of what I ate on Mommy’s shirt. (It’s not my fault she didn’t have a big enough burp cloth!) I wanted to be awake now, so Mommy decided to give me a bath. I enjoyed it and didn’t cry very much at all, even though the air was very cold!
I perfected the messy diaper this afternoon. Some of the mess got on Mommy’s shirt. Mommy’s so sloppy! Mommy decided it was finally time to change the shirt.
I ate my afternoon meal and then I settled to sleep. I even slept in my crib. Mommy was so excited! She vacuumed the carpet and swept the floor and folded laundry.
Of course, by the time she did all that, I was awake and hungry again! After I ate, I was sleepy again. Mommy looked at the clock. She had time to either make a fancy dinner for Daddy or do something else. She did something else.
Then Daddy came home! I was so excited. I woke up and ate some dinner while Daddy made a sandwich for Mommy. Then I got to play with Daddy while Mommy folded some more laundry. What fun I had with Daddy! We played “Squirm Across Daddy’s Chest” and “Leap Into the Air.” Then Daddy congratulated me for peeing on Mommy’s side of the bed. I’m getting pretty good at peeing all the way through and around that diaper they put on me. And it’s not my fault they only have one set of sheets.
Then Daddy fell asleep (I don’t blame him! I hear he can’t take naps at that office he goes to!) and I started fussing for attention again, so Mommy fed me. I want to be like my Daddy, so I fell asleep too. I think it will be for a long while. I had a good day. I wonder what tomorrow will bring.