More smiling

It's a very, very coy smile and it only comes out a few times a day -- usually with Mommy, after I finish nursing. Today I smiled at big brother -- who then startled my by squealing and yelling "He's SMILING AT ME!"

I still hate the car seat, and I get all twisted up and scream for a while at least once a day. I do very much like being rocked up and down (making Mommy and Daddy do lots of deep knee bends), and I really like being sung to.

I've started enjoying the baby swing sometimes -- only when I'm already very sleepy. And the baby gym, but only when I'm in a very good mood. Then I bat at things, a little bit, and when I half-purposely manage to hit one my brother shouts "GOOD JOB, ALEX! YOU HIT THEM!"

Waking up

I smiled! First just at the froggies above my diaper table, but then I smiled at Mommy. Eye contact and everything. And today, I spent like fifteen minutes just cooing and smiling an tracking the animals on this nice mobile at Oma's house. It was nice! I liked the brown lion the best.

My big brother bit me today. He wasn't being mean, I truly think he was just pretending to be a lost baby lion in the jungle and decided that my calves looked tasty. I mean, he was tickling me and being nice just a second before. On the one hand, I guess I'm glad he doesn't actively and consciously have it in for me....on the other hand, given the differences in size and strength, his mistake of judgment is my mortal fear.

Other than that...well, I cry a lot sometimes, because I'm uncomfortable or because I can't sleep or because I'm a baby. It's driving Mommy a little bit nuts, especially when Ivan needs her too. She just carries me a lot during the day, because I like the sling. Works for me.