While dad was skiing, A did a lot of tummy time. He kind of loves tummy time. Sometimes he gets going picking his head up and turning it from side to side, while others he is just content to lay there like a wet rag. This was a productive time, and I tried to catch the magic head turn on video, but failed. Photos are cute, anyway.
The other day when dad got home from skiing, A was having a rough time of it. Nobody can soothe him like dad can, so mom handed him over immediately! Fun was had by all.
Sometimes it escalates and dad has to pull out the magic tricks. One is skin to skin.
The other is the middle of the night daddy reset. Honestly, A has improved so much in his eating this week, so might not need this much anymore, so I'm glad I captured this photo when I did. For some reason in the middle of the night he had a really hard time getting coordinated enough to eat, and hands would flail everywhere, backs would arch, and open mouths just wouldn't be forthcoming. So B would take him and calm him down (I seem to make him frantic at those points) and this is their shadow as B talked to him about the fundamentals of eating.
When we got back from skiing, Nans needed to reassess her feelings about this addition to the family. So far A doesn't seem to really notice her, though he has touched her fur inadvertently a few times. She definitely doesn't *like* him, but doesn't seem to dislike him, either. B was holding him one evening and Nans was on his lap. When he went to get up, he realized A had been kicking Nanaa the whole time, and she just sat there patiently, taking it. This is very unlike her. She makes special exceptions for tiny humans.
The first day mom and A were totally alone together he decided to have an epic meltdown. He had to be "happiest baby on the blocked." Seriously recommend that book or DVD for anyone with an infant. He was happy as can be in less than 5 minutes.
Grandma and Grandpa arrived Saturday morning! They have been loving on A ever since arriving. He loves them right back.
Yesterday was our first outing as a family. We went and had brunch in Boulder. Halfway through, A decided he needed to see what was going on. Dad is quickly mastering the art of one-handed eating.
Our son is growing so quickly! We went to a breastfeeding club at the hospital last Friday together and on the hospital scale he weighed in at 8 lbs, 1.8 oz, almost a pound over his birth weight! We were quite pleased. He makes the cutest faces when he's done eating, complete with gestures. Here's a recent favorite.





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