Heather took Ethan to Sears for his TWO year pictures! Yup, our little boy is turning 2 on Saturday and his party theme is Barnyard Birthday Bash. When we get the prints I will scan them so I can put higher res copies on the site.
I haven’t had a Ben update in a little while, but I’m happy to report that he is still the best baby in the world. Extremely easygoing and always happy. He isn’t always happy about other people holding him, but Heather was hoping for a baby that’s a little more needy for mom than Ethan is.
Ben is still huge and seems much stronger than we remember Ethan being at this age. He moves his hands around a lot, but lacking the coordination he frequently whacks himself in the head with an audible slap.
I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned before, but Ben is also very gassy. Very very gassy. On more than one occasion I have compared him to a bagpipe. You can move his legs and he’ll produce interesting noises. On top of that the poor kid makes letting squeaky noises when he strains to force out a fart. We use medicine to try and improve his situation, but the flatulence always returns. We’ll have to get some video of him tooting in full force so we can save it and embarrass him in front of girlfriends decades from now.
Ethan had a small break through with his counting last night. Previously he has only said ‘two’ and sometimes ‘big two’ for any number of items larger than one. Last night I did some counting with him and he started saying ‘two, three, five’. Usually in the right sequence, but he would skip one and four. As the proud father I have declared him a genius for picking up one the importance of prime numbers.
The cool thing is how interested Ethan is in the counting. He was very attentive and seemed to be excited about the whole concept. Of course, he showed the same enthusiasm when he learned that I would say ‘meep meep’ if he pinched my nose.
Heather and I are still on our big cleaning kick so I spent a lot of time this weekend getting my home office organized. I’ve finally gotten to the point where it’s pretty childproof and Ethan can keep me company while I balance the checkbook and sort through papers. I even found some Tick and Wallace and Grommet figures for him to play with.
Last night I was playing around with eBay’s TurboLister program and putting some of our junk up for sale and Ethan was busy playing with his tabletop hockey game. After awhile Ethan walks over to me and smiles, but keeps his mouth shut. Hmmmm…he’s up to something so I ask him if he has anything in his mouth. He immediately reaches in and stars fishing around with his finger. Ethan has always been good about bringing us things he finds so I put my hand out to receive whatever gem he discovered this time. After digging around in his cheek he pulls his wet finger out…and wipes it on my palm while giving me a devilish grin. What could I do…the spit WAS in his mouth and I asked for it. I have a feeling that this kid is going to be a handful.
I’m not sure what brought it on, but Heather and I are having some big time cleaning urges of the packup and throw away kind. We’re going through the basement and our closets and have about 6 garbage bags of clothes to take to a local good will. What amazes me, besides the sheer mass of the crap we have stored away, is how after getting rid of all this stuff in the end I come out with more stuff. It is a strange phenomena and hopefully I’m not alone with this. My theory is that over time we create piles. We put stuff we don’t want, but aren’t ready to get rid of into the hard to reach places and we develop a blind spot. Every so often we notice these piles and go through a major cleanup. In the process of chucking the stuff we don’t want we find treasures buried at the bottom. In my case its clothes that I’d forgotten about that I could be wearing to work. I’m also going to end up with more usable space now that the stuff I don’t like isn’t hogging shelf and drawer space.
The house doesn’t look any cleaner yet, but at least WE know that some kick ass cleaning has been going on.
Ben had his two month visit with the doctor this morning. We were guessing how much he would weigh last night, but we both guessed too high. Here’s the results of Ben and Ethan at two months:
Ben: 16 lbs 10 oz, 24 1/2 inches
Ethan: 16 lbs, 24 1/4 inches
The thing to keep in mind is that Ethan was born 2 weeks late and Ben was one week early. Carrying Ben around is giving us a real workout. It seems like a lot of breast fed babies follow the same growth pattern. They chub out early, but once they start crawling and walking they slim way down. When Ethan was a few months old he was in the 90+ percentile for height and weight. Now he is in the 95th percentile for height, but 50th percentile for weight.
We’re just so curious to see who Ben will look like as he grows. He looked just like Ethan when he was born, but at two months the jury is still out.
Wow…7 hours. That’s how long Ben slept last night. Ben also turns 2 months old today. I don’t know why or how, but we are 2 for 2 in the easy baby department.
Sorry for being AWOL this weekend, but we took our first family of four vacation! We headed to the North Country to visit my mom on the shores of Lake Champlain. My brother was able to come up too so we had a great visit.
Last summer when we visited Ethan had an asthma attack staying in the cabin so this time around we decided to sleep in tents. We had a great time and got home before the rains moved in. I’ll try to post some pictures tonight.
What really amazed us about this trip is how good Ben was. It’s a 5 hour drive each way and we spent 3 nights sleeping in tents and Ben couldn’t have been better. We didn’t think it would be possible to have an easier baby than Ethan, but Ben is proving us wrong.