Actual conversation...

Jaynie: Baby Jonas is a little Winnie the Pooh!

Me: Oh, he is, is he?

Jaynie: Yes! And Jaynie is a little Tigger!

Me: Mmm hmmm...

Jaynie: And Mommy is a BIG PIGLET!

Me:

Do you know...

the Muffin Man? That lives on Norma Ct?


I freaking love this picture. It's like he's saying "Ha! I got milk boob! I get it whenever I want!" I swear, he's actually taunting Joe in this picture.

He is the sweetest little muffin man on the planet. He's awake and smiley more and more lately, and we're all having a blast with him. The fun thing about baby #2 is, for the first month they really just sleep in the bouncy a lot, which gives you plenty of time to ease baby #1's fears about sharing your attention. Jonas was basically ignored for the first 5 - 6 weeks of his life, unless he was getting fed, changed, or Jaynie was asleep. Even when I was holding him I was paying attention to her. If I so much as looked at him she would start demanding "MOMMY WATCH JAYNIE!!!"

Then, just when she's getting comfortable sharing me, he starts to wake up and pay attention! So much fun! The three of us cuddle and play in the bed together every morning. Both of them wake up in good moods, and there is much smiling and giggling (from her) and cooing (from him) and tearing up (happy mommy tears from me). She loves to sing to him or read him books, and he follows her with his eyes whenever she's in the room. He's always smiling at her, which causes her to yell "Baby Jonas is smiling at Big Sister Jaynie! Baby Jonas LOVES Big Sister Jaynie!" in delight.

Jonas's major drawback is that he has reflux. I cannot begin to describe how tired I am of changing both him and me several times a day. He's like a hot milk dispenser. Or, if it's been a while since he ate and he's had time to work on it a bit - a hot cottage cheese dispenser. What joy.

He sleeps in his hammock for about 5 - 6 hours a night, and in bed with us the rest of the time. This isn't because of him, it's because of me. He wakes up wanting to eat around 2 or 3am, and I bring him to bed then fall asleep feeding him. Hence the co-sleeping. Sometimes (like once in the past 2 weeks) I wake up when he's done and put him back to bed. I'm working on it.

We don't have a room for him in this house because we knew we'd be moving before he turned 6 months old, and he'll be in the hammock for at least that long. I figured why move a bunch of stuff around in the guest room when his hammock fits so nicely next to our bed. Makes night time feedings that much easier, too. Well - then I got to know the wonder that is this noisy sleeping baby. He grunts. He snorts. He randomly babbles. This kid makes more noise while sound asleep between the hours of 9 and 3 then he does for the rest of the day. I may have to look into moving some furniture around. Soon.

He has what we call his "proximity alarm", that goes off when I enter or leave the room. Example - he can be sleeping soundly in the bouncy next to Joe, then I walk in to check on him and 3 seconds later he's stirring and whining and waking up. Whoops. Conversely, I can be laying next to him in bed (not touching - like a foot apart) and he'll be sleeping through Joe and Jaynie coming and going, but if I get up and leave... WAAAH! Sometimes he wakes up if I roll over and put my back to him. (Which makes me wonder if he's not attuned to my location, but the location of my boobs. Hmmm.)

He's already outgrown several 0-3 sized clothing items. Many of which he never actually wore. Sigh. My baby getting bigger already.

He suddenly has chunky thighs. I love them. Little tiny feet, big chubby thighs. Diaper changes are getting longer and longer as I am spending more and more time admiring his feet (usually covered in footie pj's) and chubs.

We're cloth diapering both of them, and I have to say I wish I'd done it when Jaynie was born. CD'ing a newborn is so wonderful. All that runny breastmilk poop that used to escape Jaynie's diaper and get on her clothes, carseat, bed, my lap, my bed, her swing, her playmat, the carpet, the cat, etc - the cloth diaper holds it in, no problem. We have had exactly 2 blowouts, and neither were all that bad (and neither of them were when *I* put on the diaper, so I blame user error instead of the product.) Everyone thinks CD'ing means gross laundry - lemme tell you, I'd rather wash poopy diapers than poopy freaking everything else because the diaper doesn't work. Either way I'm washing poop. W/ CD's, I'm not also scrubbing it out of upholstery. Ok, cloth advertisement over. :)

Well, that's all the time I have for you folks today. Mr. Muffin himself is demanding I get up from this chair and come play with him. How can I resist?

Trick questions

There's an old Calvin and Hobbes strip that is one of my favorites - Calvin's mom walks in on him while he's hammering nails into the coffee table. She shrieks "WHAT ARE YOU DOING???" He looks at her, looks at the nails, looks back at her and asks "Is this a trick question?"

Jaynie does this all the time now. The question "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" has recently been answered with...

Feeding Georgie a Cheerio!
Climbing the chair!
Standing on the table!
Licking the TV! (my favorite)
Sitting in Baby Jonas's chair!
Chasing Victoria!
Going pee-pee on the floor!
Pouring water on the table!
Spitting!
Splashing in the milk! (from her cereal bowl)
Tearing the paper!

Etc, etc. She's a holy terror. She sure is cute, though.