25 June 2008

5 months old

Dear Deven,
Last week you turned 5 months old. I'm sorry to say that aside from some extra hugs and kisses, it went largely uncelebrated because we were deep in the middle of moving.

Over the course of the past month, you have started SCREECHING. I'm delighted you found your voice and all, but really, screeching? I could do without it. You screech happily and angrilly. It's the cutest fucking screech I have ever heard, but I never thought any other screeches were that cute.

We have started to introduce you to veggies just over the past few days. I must say, you didn't seem to delight in the new flavors like I thought you would. We'll keep trying though, because veggies are important and you will learn to like most of them.

You are sitting up even better than before. I have seen you sit unassisted for over 5 minutes before you tip over because you are tired of sitting up. You also roll over, grab your feet a lot, and laugh a ton. You also recently started passing toys from one hand to the next.

We are so proud of you, Deven. We love your laughs, your smiles, the cute face you make before you cry, the snuggles. This parenthood thing is such a cool experience. I've never been happier.


06 June 2008

So that birthday was a bit awful, actually.

i'm just glad it's over.

raj tried to make it nice.

05 June 2008

Oh my gawd, my kid is cute

Every day of Deven's life, he learns something new. Today, he realized THOSE THINGS AT THE END OF MY LEGS ARE FEET. THEY LOOK DELICIOUS. I WONDER IF I CAN STUFF THOSE IN MY FACE.

The beginning of this realization was this morning, while I was changing his diaper, he grabbed each of his feet and started swinging his but back and forth. Yeah, I needed diaper changing to stop being so easy. I went off to work and when I did my email check in with Raj, I learned that Deven was laying on his dad's lap chattering away, trying to put those feet in his mouth.

I totally get it, kiddo. I've kissed those little feet every day since you were born.

Another important cute moment of the day was when I was giving him his rice cereal. About every third bite, he had to delay chewing so that he could smile at me. The world has seldom seen a smile as wonderful as the one belonging to Deven.

Notable from today- first daycare injury. I get to daycare to pick Deven up and his teacher immediately starts explaining to me what happened. It takes some time to process, because Deven's teacher is hearing impaired, so she can be difficult to understand. Finally, I take Deven from his teacher and gather his things. I have to sign off on an incident report. Another baby crawled over to Deven while he was in a Bebbe Pod (for you non-Parents- it's a molded chair that helps babies to sit up) and hit him, then clawed his face. He has scratches on his forehead and along the left side. I know the kid that did this didn't realize she was hurting him, but I am fucking pissed. Deven? Yeah, he doesn't give a shit.

We move into our new place a week from Saturday. I can hardly wait. Dev will have his own room, I will have a yard to play in. Yay