Merry Christmas All

It's my first Christmas. I am not sure what that means, but everyone seems to be rushing around. They are buying lots of things, and wrapping them in colorful paper. I hope that someone gets me some holiday milk. That's all that I really need this year, maybe some bigger diapers too.

Mama took me shopping nearly every day this week. She put me in the Baby Björn facing outward so I could help with the shopping. I have been on my best behavior, apparently that's a good thing for Santa. Papa has a week-long vacation from work, yay. It will be like when we first started out. Everyone home, every day. Both parents, me and Zadie, the brown dog. Happy Holidays to everyone, may it be a safe one.

I'm all thumbs

I've been searching for them. They've eluded me for more than three months. But now they're mine. I have finally discovered my thumbs. It just happened yesterday morning. I had been sucking my hands, the knuckles, my index finger, sometimes even the palm. Who knew how enjoyable my thumbs would be? They are always closeby, warm, and just the right size. Dare I say that I love my thumbs? I guess time will tell, but for now they are some of my favorite things. Ahhh.

Warm and comfy

Sometimes when we go outside, we have to wear big clothes. Mama purchased a fuzzy hat and matching mittens to protect me from the elements. Occasionally it gets cold in Northern California - not Montréal cold - but cold by our standards. Here I am with Papa at a charity event staged by some friends for the leukemia and lymphoma society. The event was held at a mock western town, complete with barbeque, saloon and gambling. Papa has his big clothes on too. I was so comfy in my hat and mittens that I fell asleep.

Three months already

This past week I turned three months old. A quarter of a year! Hard to believe. Mama and Papa still marvel about how they are Parents. I hear them. They shouldn't be so concerned, they are both doing just fine.

Notable changes - Mama and Papa measured me for length, but it seems my height has not changed since the two month update. Personally, I think it's due to measurement error. On the other hand, Mama had a girlfriend weigh me with an accurate scale - since our kitchen scale is now woefully underrated. I am definitely over 15lbs. Considering that I started at 7lbs 6oz just a few short months ago, that's better than a 100% return on investment. No solid food yet, but I've been watching Papa eat his cereal in the morning. Mmmmmm.

I am also improving my manual dexterity. Still haven't worked out sucking my thumb, but the backs of my hands are close enough. I can tightly grasp objects like my washcloth or burp towel. I also like to pet my stuffed animals or pretend that I am hiding something in between my hands. TeeHee.

Boing-boing

Add one more item to the circuit gym. The usual workout circuit contains the activity mat, swing, and vibrating chair. Add one bouncy chair to the mix. They are also called doorway jumpers or baby bungees. If you are not familiar with these, it's essentially a spring loaded chair which is suspended by a doorway jamb. My legs are free to poke out of the bottom of the chair and I can bounce freely in my, er, en-lightened state. Yippie. It's like walking on the moon without the spacesuit. Boing-boing.

Good night, sleep tight...

As I've said before, I have been sleeping longer through the night but less during the day. Papa caught me napping here. You can tell it's a daytime nap because I have not been swaddled. That's ok, sometimes it's nice to stretch out like in the picture.

As of today it has been nine days straight that I've gotten a full night of uninterrupted sleep. That's from 11:30pm or so until 7:00am when Mama comes to get me. Eventually I'll drop the 10:30 feeding, aka the "big easy", and sleep right through from 7pm to 7am. I am so considerate of my parents' sleep needs.