This next picture? Yes. It's urine on baby's wall. He's an artist, and we are very proud to admit it. I want to keep it there forever. Alas, papa Bear had me clean it off the wall while he cleaned off a soaked baby boy. Tisk, tisk, there go the days of my youngin' becoming a famous artist.
&...Milestone? Santiago was in such a content mood (after a really, really long meal and a clean diaper) that he sat on my lap, for the first time without fuss, and we read El Helicoptero seven times through before he decided there was more to life (in other words, before he started screaming to do something else). It was so dang cute! He has never sat through more than 2 pages of a children's book, so this was huge. Every time I turned a page I felt like a magician, "and now, your baby will watch you read like never before!" I enjoyed changing the words each time I read it through, as well as add my own commentary on the illustrations. I swear he soaked up every word and image - babies brains are phenomenal! God is an exceptional Creator, wouldn't you say? How do you explain the marvel that is: if you placed a baby in a family where each person spoke a different language, and let's say it was a family of 5, that said baby would learn every single language perfectly and know how to tell the difference between them? I'm amazed. Let's experiment on Santi! Now, if only I could learn Korean.... and Eduardo could learn Italian.... that's four languages with Spanish n' English! Wahoo!
diastasis recti is also a culprit for why everything is so loose. Fancy that! Time will tell how PT goes. I'll be seeing the doc weekly for the next few months, and slowly but surely my no-running, jumping or hopping days will be but a distant memory.
"Though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet My unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor My covenant of peace be removed," says the LORD, who has compassion on you. Isaiah 54-10