We have had a few new happenings the past few weeks. Lachlan is old enough now to be seated at a high chair. We ordered one, and it came in, right before his 6 month birthday, the 19th! Also that week, his new "large" diapers arrived. They are huge. Jason reminded me that I said that when we got the current ones in. Growing baby.
So I have photos of Lachlan in the high chair that his Dad so diligently put together. My little man is getting to heavy to carry, so we have broken down and ordered a stroller, which arrived yesterday. Now I have no excuses left as to why I am not walking him. Yea! Boo. He is ready to eat, now, or at least make a pass at it. He is showing the signs, watching our food, playing with spoons, trying to drink from our cups. He has transitional sippy cups now, which I leave empty, becuase he is just chewing on them. But I am in, what is it called, analysis paralysis. What to feed him? And I really don't want him to eat just yet. His poo will start to smell. And all he really needs is my milk until he is 12 months old. Do you see at trend here? I really don't want him to grow any longer.
He had a little sneezy sniffle yesterday, and he woke up crying last night, hard to nurse and breathe through the nose at the same time. Boo. But he seemed better when I saw him this afternoon. He slept through my lunch so I had a chicken salad sandwhich and clam chowder by myself. You know, we hope for some time to have a peaceful meal we can eat all at once, but an under-the-weather baby is not my idea of a nice quiet lunch.
We also went to Colorado Lake again last weekend. All very good, except we ran out of milk on the way home, and that is never good. But Grandma, Grandpa, Melissa, and her friend, Bekah, came along, and even though it rained and thundered in the beginning, everyone had a nice time, eating, talking, reading and making sand castles. And of course, Lachlan was happy most of the time. No swim for me this time, I can't remember why.
Also, Lachlan finished his second swim lesson cycle, and brought home a medal and certificate. So silly. I would like to save these little things, but I laugh to think about how many of these things he could accumulate, just showing up, and getting rewarded at 4-week intervals. That's 13 certificates and medals in a year. Before he can even speak. Or swim.
