Bennett is now 4 months old, and growing quickly! And losing his hair equally as fast. :) He has quite the array of nicknames thanks to that (lack of) hair. It's been so fun to watch him and wait for little baby milestones that I know are coming. He has suddenly reeeaaally discovered his voice, is trying to roll over, and blows bubbles all day long. He is grabbing at things--although slow and timid, those little fingers barely grasp the concept---and loves to be helped into the standing position (although he's still kind of a bobblehead). Between the bubble blowing and the fingers/hands that are CONSTANTLY in his mouth, he is usually a slobbery mess. Or flashing his huge gummer smile at me. He is so smiley, and so interactive. Gosh I love that baby. He truly has me wrapped around his little finger. I even love the way he smells. Can you document a smell somehow?? I kind of wish he would just never grow up. I LOVE this stage. Bennett is also a major binky & blankey baby. How I love that he has comfort items. And boy does he! Both of them are a must-have for him to be completely calmed when fussy. Crazy how fast babies can emotionally latch on to something at such a young age! It's adorable. He continues to sleep well, and put himself to sleep. He is not a cuddly baby when he's tired. He wants to be put down in his bed so he can go to sleep. It's wonderful that he is so crib-trained (Beau so was not!!! Still is not!!) but I also completely hate it. The definition of bittersweet, right?? He usually only gets up once a night, but I'm finding that my sweet baby doesn't tolerate the heat very well. If he's hot, he's uncomfortable. Therefore, he's awake if he's too hot at night. (Too bad we live on the face of the sun, right? It kind of worries me, actually.) I actually put 2 fans in his room. We also started solids today. Kind of early (I didn't even attempt with Beau until he was 6 months old), but I think he's ready. It went fairly well all things considered! Still nursing, hoping to do so for as long as possible. We also can't decide if his eyes will be brown or blue. They seem to change color every day. I was convinced they'd be blue, but now I'm thinking he may have actually inherited brown eyes (finally, something from me!).
Beau, cute wild happy Beau. He is still my baby, although holy cow, there is not an ounce of baby in him. He is a wild child, and every bit the two year old you would imagine. All energy and loud voices and talking and laughing. He sleeps very well at night. :) The progress he has made in such a short time span surprises me even now. In the 4 months since Bennett was born, he has been taken off of a "bottle" completely (he still took a sippy of cup of milk to bed and naps until Bennett was 2 weeks old. I know, I know, mom-fail. I finally had had enough of him peeing through his jammies every night, so I figured it was as good a time as ever to be done with it for good. I was already sleep-deprived, so what was one more kid awake and crying at 3am, right?) It only took one night of crying for 3 hours, and then a few nights of asking for milk before he all but forgot about it. He also now goes to nursery every week without problems. Still some tears to begin with, but he recovers quickly and stays the whole time. Which is a good thing considering he actually goes into Sunbeams in January! Made the cut off by one week!! I feel like church has a whole new meaning for me now! :) He vocabulary has absolutely taken off. I can have full conversations with him, and he communicates so well! He never stops talking, has the most adorable lisp that comes and goes with certain words, and surprises me every day by how much he observes and picks up on. He also has recently decided he wants to call me "Megan" or "Meg" rather than mom. I can't help but just answer him, rather than correct him, because it's so funny. He still is doing great with Bennett (a.k.a. "Binnitt" in Beau talk), and loves to "show" him things. Or if he's crying in the car, he'll mimic me and say, "It's okay Bennett, I'm hurrying." And finally, we are POTTY TRAINING!!! I so was not planning on even attempting to potty train until we got back home, but he decided he was ready. There was no saying no, or turning back once we started. I'll save potty training updates for another day, but I think we're really getting there! Wish us (him!) luck for continued success! Sweet Beau, I'm so proud of him. Love him.
(Because this is what attempting to get a decent picture really looks like! :))