Sunday, January 8, 2017

3 months, 3 years

Now that there are two babies and most of you have precious few chances to see either of them, I figure I'd better start telling you about them.

Marty is three months old now. He smiles like it's his job, which is also his approach to puking and pooping. He's getting good at holding his head up, but so far, he's mostly using his head as a weapon when either Tamsen or I are holding him. He's improved sleeping to the point where he can usually go the whole night waking up no more than once. We're certainly pleased about that. Also, he's enormous. I don't have a picture of it, unfortunately, but he got to meet up with his cousin Truman for Christmas, who is a month younger than him and about a third the size. When Marty had his two month checkup, he was nearly 14 pounds, and from the feel of him sleeping on my chest right now, he probably weighs close to seventy now. Fat babies are good babies. (Also, I just kissed him while he was sleeping on my chest and woke him up because my beard stabbed him. Oops.)


Poor Edie spent the last bit of our trip back to Oregon sick, so she's just coming out of it now. She's a good girl, but like any three year-old, she has some peculiar fixations that can drive us up the wall. She's insistent that she only wear her owl pajamas to bed, which we wouldn't mind but for the fact that they're for a two year-old, so it's sort of like squeezing a ham into a tube sock. She also insists that she wear her shoes and socks to bed. It's tempting to resist and tell her she needs to wear something different, but if she's going to sleep, honestly, that's good enough for me.

She's still not speaking great, but we can tell the speech therapy classes she goes to are worth their while. She can string four to six words together now by herself, which is more than the two that she could do when she started. It's encouraging to have her talking to us and asking for things that she wants instead of just pointing and screaming. She can also recite full episodes of Daniel Tiger, but those don't really feel like independent thoughts to me, so I don't think those count.


I'll try to do this more often.

6 comments:

  1. Please oh please oh please.

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  2. Your babies are good babies. Also, apraxia? Carter has that and speech therapy is helping a looooooot.

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  3. Fat babies and toddlers sleeping funny? Yes please.

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