Month by Month: 3

Month 3

Awesome!  You conquered another month.   This one brought lots more "firsts".  We seriously thought you were going to be like your sister and cut your first tooth this month. 

 Man, those were some fun times.....I will never forget your dad's face as he put his finger in her mouth and screamed that something was stuck in there.  We were on a plane headed to Austin to look at houses with your sweet little 3 1/2 month old little sister, and when your daddy screamed his declaration, flight attendants came running ready to perform CPR.  That something was a tooth.  A TOOTH!  Two days later a second on appeared. 

The drool, the bumpy gums and a couple of days of  I AM NOT A HAPPY CAMPER syndrome let us to believe you were going to have the same orthodontic future.  

Whew!  Nothing yet. Don't feel the need to rush that.

 

 

Kaelan asked me why we take all your monthly pictures on the changing table.  I told her it was the best environment to contain you.   She asked me what contain means.  I told her it meant to control you and keep you safe.  Then she asked me what environment meant.  I told her it was the place or surroundings for where you put something.  Oh, she said.  Then she looked at me and asked,  Why  do we take all your monthly pictures on the changing table? 

That went well.  

To minimize future q & a sessions, I agreed to let her be creative with future pictures shoots. 

Sorry for that ahead of time.

 

You figured out how to push some air through those lungs this month!  Wowsers!   When you get unhappy, you know how to project!   You scared us pretty good this month with a few Holy Lightheadedness, Batman! moments.  One time you screamed so hard and long you actually passed out!   I would have freaked had I not seen this show several times over with MY little sister.   She used to to this all the time, and my mother has angina today as a result.   Luckily, the Oscar performance kind of scared you a little too, and you have decided to keep the theatrics to a minimum.  For now. 

You pretty much roll like crazy now.  You have begun to pull yourself from your back over to your tummy if you are around something you can grab and pull.  That head, man it is a force in itself.  If you are on your tummy, all you need to do is pick it up and turn it to the side.  It automatically will make you flip over to your back.  Hey, no judgement here.  It works.

Your fits of uncontrollable laughter are the best.   Our whole family gathers around you daily to tickle and nibble on you and delight in your giggles.

Some more firsts: 

*This month you were dedicated at church.  I hope to post more on that later.  It was magical.

*This month you took some short road trips, and despite your new dislike for being in the car, you did a great job.  Just don't stop the car, and hit lots of bumps, and hum.   See?  We are learning how to keep you happy.

*First Easter.  You found 0 eggs.  I think you will break that record next year.

*You moved out and got your own place.    It is right down the hall from us, so we still see  you often.   You love your new digs.

*You tried out your exersaucer and jumperoo.  You lasted about 34 seconds in each one.  Oh well, we will try again later.

Here's  Daddy......

Dear Seth,

Your affection of fans is beginning to worry me, although I have to admit, when you are a little on the unhappy side, the mere mention of the word fan has you stop and look around for the whirling object.  It amazes me how quickly you've learned to control the house and rule the roost.  The emotional switch you can throw has us all in awe.  When it's good, it's the best, your smile and laughter is contagious.  When it's bad ....even WalMart can't allow your rath.  We love you and can see your personality coming though.  Can't wait to see what next month holds.

Love,

Dad

THE FANS!  I almost forgot about that.  Your dad is right.  You have developed this love for ceiling fans.  You love watching them and talking to them. 

That whole Walmart thing?  Well, I don't like Walmart at all, and apparently you don't either.   Basically, you went bananas when I took you in one, and I made a comment that they were not going to allow me back in there ever again.....I think that worried your father.  I mean, how bad to you have to be to get banned from a Walmart?

We love you, Chubber Bubbers, even if it means we won't get those "fall back savings".