the littlest carscadden: Five months: Improving my mad skills

Last weekend the grandparents Carscadden moved into their new house. Miles and I went over on Saturday to help unpack some boxes. Miles was not very good at staying on task. On Sunday we went over again and had a nice afternoon with some extended family. Everyone just loves our little guy.

Miles has gotten better and better at the new skills he attained last week. He sits for as long as he wants to sit, rarely falling off balance, unless it's on purpose because he's bored or tired. On his belly, he rotates like a champ moving with precision toward his intended target. More recently, he's working on getting his knees up underneath him and he can do little scooches forward when he has a solid base behind him, like the wall or my hand.

His schedule has been all over the place this week in terms of sleeping. One day he took four short naps (instead of his usual three) and yesterday he slept for a 2 hour and 15 minute nap, a feat that's totally unheard of in this house. The result of that long nap was that the little man was awake at 10pm, giggling and rolling around in bed with a blanket on his head. Hopefully we can regain some semblance of order in this coming week.

Friday night Lucas and I went to a halloween cover show that Dead Mechanical, Lucas' band, was playing. They did a cover set of the DC punk band Fugazi. (Here's an interesting fact for you: The midwife that I trained with in Alexandria, VA delivered all of Fugazi's drummer's babies at home!) Dan, Dead Mechanical's bassist and the effective leader of the band, bought the band costumes to wear. I was really hoping that Lucas was going to be an Ape with a yellow banana. Instead he was a referee with a yellow flag. Matt was a baseball player and Dan, well, Dan was sports legend Andre Agassi, pink spandex, jean shorts and all.

replacement ref

dan and lucas

dan and matt and lucas

Dead Mechanical as Fugazi as Andre Agassi, a ref,
and a baseball player

Miles has started to full on giggle. He really gets going when I laugh at him. He'll get a big smile, throw his head back and laugh. He's also getting a little stranger danger. He feels comfortable in Lucas' and my arms but gets a little fussy when unfamiliar people are holding him. After years of babysitting and caring for young relatives and other people's children, it feels really good that I'm his source of comfort, I'm the one he turns to be reassured that everything is right with the world.