Late For Lunch

Yesterday we met Miller and Erica for a late lunch at Mellow Mushroom. It turned out to be later than originally planned. Jack and I had plenty of time to get ready for the big outing before we had to leave the house, so I don't know what happened. Except the following...Jack woke from his nap 15 minutes later than usual. No big deal, we could still make it on time. He ate lunch and we were off to change clothes (both of us). I decided to change first in the anticipation of any major spit up accidents. Good thinking on my part, because we had an accident, just not spit up. While I was getting ready I smelled a dirty diaper. I thought, "no problem, I'll change him when I get him dressed". Little did I know that the mess was not contained to his diaper. As soon as I did realize the diaper drama, I took him straight to his room for a clean up...a very extended clean up. That set us back another 10 minutes. We returned to my room to finish myself up before putting on Jack's lunch date clothes. Sure enough I had hair issues. For anyone who is unaware, I cut 6 inches off of my hair last week to make it easier to deal with. Not so...I'm still trying to get the hang of this new do. So, that set us back another 1o minutes (and it still looked horrible). After getting myself semi-ready we got Jack dressed, bundled up, and out the door. Or so I thought. As soon as my hand reached for the car door handle...massive spit up. I mean like his entire meal...orange carrots and all. Luckily for Jack, none of it landed on his lunch attire. Unfortunately for me, it ALL landed on my lunch attire. So, back upstairs for a wardrobe change...this time a 5 minute setback. Oh, the joys of a baby, going places just aren't as easy as they use to be. Once we arrived at our destination, it was all worth it though. Jack gave a huge smile when he saw his long time buddy, Miller, and his Mommy, Erica. High chair to high chair they enjoyed a wonderful time of touching one another, trying to share toys, starring intently, squeals of delight, and grins from ear to ear. This was all, of course, in between Jack starring down my food and moaning for samples. However, Erica and I also enjoyed a great lunch and some much needed Mommy talk. Jack and I are looking forward to another lunch date soon and hopefully we won't be late this time.

Backwards Baby

Jack is crawling...backwards that is. We can't explain it and we definitely didn't teach him to do it that way, but that is his preferred mode of mobility these days. He starts in sitting position, slowly leans forward, pushes his legs underneath his body, and rocks on all fours. Once he is warmed up backwards he goes. He travels backwards from one end of the playroom to the next. I try to entice him with his favorite toys in hopes of him coming forward, but instead of making his way towards the toys he ends up farther away. Occasionally that includes being smooshed up against a wall or door or any other decoys that are in his path. However, wherever he lands, he rolls his body up into sitting position and starts all over again. He squeals with delight when he looks up to see his progress....which is usually only about 5-6 feet from his starting position. Clay and I have both encouraged him to move forward by placing his arms and legs in the proper form, but NO, Jack wants to do it his way. So, that's exactly what we are going to let him do. Jack has added a few more talents to his bag of tricks since discovering mobility. Some of which include...crawling in his crib, sitting straight up in his crib to welcome the morning, pulling up and standing in his crib (this one gave Mommy a little fright), and crawling (backwards) to the dog bowls and dumping them over (twice). Yea, I know, I should have learned my lesson the first time with that one. Though, Clay and I are delighted with this semi-milestone (I'm not convinced it's the real thing yet), there have been a few draw backs. The most upsetting one...naps! Naps have now turned into gymnastics practice. From outside Jack's door, I can hear whole-hearted belly laughs, banging, plopping, and crashing. When I watch him on the video monitor, I can see crawling, squirming, standing, and climbing. Jack uses the first half hour or more to perfect his new skills. After finally wearing himself out, he falls asleep for the remainder of nap time, only to wake groggy and unrested from his half nap. None the less, we eat and are back to the playroom floor for more moving and shaking. Hopefully, the novelty of mobility will wear off soon and naps will resume as normally scheduled...wishful thinking, huh?

Eight Month Birthday

And what a happy day it was...Jack had his first date at eight, (months that is). I told him he couldn't do it again until he was eighteen. This one should hold him over for a while because we had a wonderful lunch date with Wesley Kate, Karen's new arrival. Fortunatley for Jack, Patterson had a prior engagement and was unable to join us so Jack got Wesley Kate all to himself. It was unfortunate for the rest of us because we sure did miss little P's contagious smile...we'll have to wait until next week! We met Wesley Kate and Karen at one of my old favorite lunch spots in town. I don't make it down there too much anymore, so it was a nice treat. Between two diaper bags, a high chair, a car seat, a stroller, two mommies and two babies, we almost took up the whole back room. Lunch isn't as easy as it use to be, but Jack sure is worth it. The business lunch crowd was booming and Jack was loving it. Every man that walked by in a suit caught Jack's attention, he was thinking, "that one must be my Daddy, no that one must be him". Our Daddy wasn't there but Jack sure had a great time looking for him. Jack loved the sight of the waiters and waitresses bustling by with plates of food. His eyes followed them all around the restaurant. So much action and so much to look at! But nothing could compare to what he saw next. As soon as he caught a glimpse of Wesley Kate sleeping in her car seat, he was smitten. He could not take his eyes, or hands for that matter, off of her. I can only imagine how much he will enjoy her company when she is actually awake. Sleeping beauty snoozed through the whole date, including Jack pawing all over her and her stroller. We tried to distract him with toys and food. The food worked for a short while then he was back to his hands on greetings. I tried to explain to Jack that you "never wake a sleeping baby", especially in public. The talk of sleep must have reminded Jack that it was nearing nap time so we headed home for a restful late afternoon. After all of the "date at eight" excitement Jack slept for a full two hours. I think he may have been dreaming about his new playmate and all of the fun they will have.

"No, Jack, No"

The has been the phrase of the week at mealtime. Jack has discovered how to take a mouth full of food, hold it for a short while, and then spray it across the room. I admit, the first time it was funny and I had to laugh. I even went and got the camera. But, after the 21st time...no one was laughing...except for Jack. He has sprayed Mommy, Daddy, GG, Grandma, and the nanny with a variety of fruits and veggies. We all put our serious face on and say, "No, Jack, No". He returns a serious look for about 2 seconds, smiles, and follows it with a giggle. Almost as if he is so proud of his new talent. The other day I had to pass the spoon to Daddy because I just couldn't take anymore green beans in my face. Daddy was very patient and tried to teach Jack table manners... unfortunately it didn't work. Sunday morning I woke to the sound of giggles and Daddy's voice again saying, "No, Jack, No". I was upstairs in bed smiling and so thankful it wasn't me down there covered in pears and cereal. I truly hope this is a short phase he is going through. It is so unlike Jack to give up any food, even if it is for fun!