You woke up chortling to yourself this morning, Tater Tot. This was the first time I’ve heard you laugh, and it was intoxicating! We should all wake up that way, laughing and excited to greet the day. This is pretty typical of you—you wake up sweet as can be and have several hours of total pleasantry before you consider fussing. Sometime after 7 PM your mood often takes a turn, with some crankiness here and there—but that’s pretty typical of babies, from what I understand. My sister calls it the “witching hour” and says she always sees families out walking with their little ones in the stroller trying to soothe them when the tension gets high right around this time.
We’re still trying to figure out what’s typical of most babies and what’s specific to you. You managed to cut your face up pretty well the other night. I try to keep your nails trimmed and filed to avoid such shenanigans, but I guess a stray one got away from me and during the night you managed to slice both your cheek and the bridge of your nose, right between your eyes. The cuts looked awful in the morning, vividly red. But within a few hours they were almost imperceptible. I’m not sure if all babies heal that quickly or if it’s just you!
The diaper trials continue. This week we’re determining which cloth diaper option will work best for us in the long haul. At the moment I’m a BumGenius fan, closely followed by FuzziBunz. But I need to use the full assortment in the trial package we received from Jillian’s Drawers for another week or so and wash them several more times to really get a read on what works best for us. I haven’t even attempted the Chinese or Indian prefolds with a cover yet! Who knows—maybe they’ll be easier and more effective than I think. I’m happy to say you haven’t worn a disposable diaper in two days! Woo hoo! Now if I can just get our composter working again, we’ll be well on our way to being a greener family.
You continue to be well on YOUR way to rolling over from back to tummy! You were trying so hard this afternoon, and having so much fun.
Tatum (aka Tate, Tater, TJ...) was born Sunday, January 10, 2010 at 10:53 PM, weighing 7 lbs 8 oz and 21 inches long. By any name, this Tater tot was welcomed with great joy into a family who is very excited he's here!
Bruce, the daddy; Brenna, the mommy; Tate, the son (first or fourth, depending on how you look at it); two big pooches, Sierra & Liam; and three souls who watch over us from above, Adam, Joey and Paul. I write about them sometimes on my other blog, therealbean.blogspot.com (click on "our family" above to go there).