Who is "Bob"?

J's new sound is "Bob". (Okay, it's more like "Bababababababa...") He had a nice nap today, and fell asleep playing with his Whoozit. He awoke, pleasant and happy, playing with Whoozit, blowing raspberries, and calling for "Bob". He smiled and chatted happily when he saw me.

J threw up a bit this morning. I think those iron drops he has to take are pretty hard on his stomach. Fortunately, he doesn't seem to mind taking them. And his color and mood are definitely better. I hope he doesn't have to stay on the supplements for very long, though. He gets sick almost every day!

I think he's gaining weight at a good pace now. I hope he'll soon be back in an acceptable range. I think I'll take him to the health centre this week for a weight and measure check. He sure can eat, so he should be gaining weight. But he's exremely active, and he burns off calories at an alarming rate. Always on the move, he's figured out how to use his highchair as a vehicle to move backwards about the kitchen. He flings his head forward and back hard and, with each backward motion, the highchair moves. I don't think it's a good antic, so we have braced the highchair in a corner to prevent him. Now he gets frustrated that he's not going anywhere and he cries. Oh well; at least he's safe.

J still has no interest whatsoever in anything that is offered from a sippy cup or a bottle. But yesterday, he drank a few sips of homo milk from an open cup. He seemed to think that was pretty tasty. I am pleased with that development. Sadly, he still won't eat meat, beans, or any kind of cheese other than Minigo. But he loves his cereal, most fruits and vegetables, plain yogurt, Minigos, crackers, bread, and Cheerios. Other than the crackers, bread and Cheerios, he isn't particularly interested in chewing any foods, and so all his food has to be finely pureed or else he will gag and spit up. We got him to eat most of a grilled cheese sandwich the other day, but it seems that was an anomaly. He is unwilling to repeat this feat, and we'll just have to live with that.

Aside from the whole picky eater issue, he is growing and developing well. He's really close on the crawling thing, and he gets up on his hands and knees and rocks. Then he tries to put his feet down flat, loses balance, and falls on his face. He's a tough kid, though, and this doesn't seem to phase him. He just tries again. He gets around pretty well by "swimming", using his hands to pull himself about, and rolling over. It's a fun stage, where he's more mobile and playful, but not really able to get into trouble. I like it!

He also (finally) absolutely loves his baby swing. It's a shame he finally realized it's fun, just when he's getting close to being too big for it. But it will last for awhile yet, so we can still have some fun with him and his swing.

He's bored now, sitting with me at the computer. I think it's play time. Off we go!