Last Sunday, Granny and Gramps Carscadden were nice enough to come over and babysit so Lucas and I could have our first date alone since Miles was born! We ate great food and drank wine! And were home within two hours!
We might ask the grandparents for more frequent babysitting once they move into their new house! It's not all settled yet but their offer on a house about 25 minutes away was accepted this week!
Our newest endeavor is trying to get rid of Miles' pacifier. When we started using it, a few weeks after he was born, our goal was to keep it until four months. Four months is rapidly approaching and he sure does love his pacifier. Especially for sleep. Recently he's not needed it during the day at all except for naps. He can easily get his hands to his mouth for sucking and soothing but we usually have him wrapped up for sleep which doesn't allow access to his hands. So, this week, we've worked on having him nap without being wrapped up, but still using the pacifier. We'll work on nighttime sleeping without a wrap next and then hopefully we can get rid of the pacifier some time in the fourth month.
For the last three weekends we've walked to the local farmer's market. It serves a bunch of purposes: exercise, reinforcement that Miles is indeed the cutest baby in the world, and I can't get enough of those gigantic locally grown peaches!
Here are some pictures of our very own locally grown baby:
Lights on!
Lights off!
Ready for our evening walk
Disposable diapers are always on the ready
for nighttime wetting. We use one about
every three days.
Morning pushups
Fingers! Ack!
I like to stand up!
Munch, munch, munch.
Okay, Mom, I agree. Miles does look long in these pictures!
This week we're really working on nap times. We've been trying to get Miles on to a schedule so his nap times (and our daily lives) are more predictable. Sometimes he doesn't quite make it to his alloted nap time.
Asleep before the walk is over.
Miles had a first this week. His first arrest and mug shot:
I swear the baby lion was just following me home!
In actuality that picture is going to be on Miles' new passport for the next five years! A three month old with a passport and bank account. Next thing you know he'll have an email address! (Apparently there are age restrictions on email accounts otherwise he'd have one already).
This week the last of our pregnant friends had their baby - another friend for Miles. Matt and Anna welcomed baby Brooks to their family on Thursday morning!
Here's your weekly dose of Miles:
Running errands at Target.
Grumpy grumperson grumps a lot.
I decided to have Miles try on this bonnet.
I think it suits him, his pink diaper and
his punk rock onesie!
Morning smiles.
Sometimes the pacifier is out.
Sometimes it's in.
Bye mom! Nice having lunch with you!
Stupid hat!
Down with fashion (and sun protection)!
Today Miles is three months old. No stats on height and weight because he doesn't go back to the pediatrician until next month. Here's a hint though: he's not wearing 9 month size clothing! Apparently the pictures I've posted make him look very long, so my mother, on her short visit last weekend, brought some 9 month size clothing. I mean, he needs 9 month size clothing eventually so it's just fine. I think he'll wear his beach hunk onesie ironically in February.
The armholes are too big!
These are supposed to be shorts!
Speaking of visits, my (sort of) sister Amy visited last weekend. I've known Amy since she was 6 or 7. Her father and my mother have been in a relationship since I was in my very early teens. When she would stay with us for weekends she would sleep on the trundle bed in my room. She's grown into the most beautiful, responsible, interesting person and I'm glad to have her in my life. While she was here we made faces at the baby and ate some food and drank some wine and went to the American Visionary Arts Museum.
Chillin' outside the AVAM. Photo by Amy Moore
Amy and Miles
My mother also happened to be in DC last weekend for a meeting and so she rented a car and drove up to spend a few hours with her grandson.
photo by Amy Moore
photo by Amy Moore
This week was the first full week back to work. Everything was hunky dory until Wednesday morning when I realized that I leave for work before I get to see the morning smile. You can see it here in the video below. It's fleeting but it's right after he makes eye contact and I say "Hi" in a really soft voice.
That morning smile, that's what I realize I'm missing now that I'm working full time. He smiles and seems happy to see me when I get home from work but the morning smiles take over his whole face, his whole being. And Wednesday morning, at 7:20, I looked down at my two sleeping dudes and I thought, "He's not going to see me for 10 hours. He'll wake up and I'll be gone." It was a little depressing. But Thursday morning I didn't need to be at the office until 9:30 and Friday he woke before I left. It might just be an issue of adjusting his sleep schedule so he wakes around the time I'm going to work.
Here are some more photos of our three month old:
I know I'm strapped in but I still won't take none of your flak! Photo by Amy Moore.
If you ever wanted to know how a sleeping baby would react to a flash please see the photo above.
Miles? Who's Miles? From now on call me <-}{@.
Bongo Lion is my best friend.
I'm just a guy with a frog
Haven't I seen you around somewhere before?
Sometimes Miles kicks our camera hand when he's had enough pictures.
Miles hates fashion! Down with shoes!
Lastly, it appears our baby only rolls over under duress!
