We were hoping for a quiet night after his bath on Saturday night, but Sawyer had other ideas. I’m not entirely sure why, but he always has to play with the strap that hangs from the camera. I was too tired to fight him, and far too amused with the noises he was making:
That’s three and a half minutes of Sawyer’s new antics. The bed was soaked too. I have no idea how to spell what he’s saying, but I’m open to suggestions if you have any. Sarah? Kevin? Michael? Matthew?
Maybe next time.
This is just a taste of Sawyer’s fascination with the view from our new apartment. He’s just tall enough to see over the ledge but he can’t see the street, which is all that really matters to him, so I hold him up to the window. Me, I’d rather look at the sky and the buildings, but he’ll grow to like those too.
That big brick building is the headquarters for The Gap. Google has an office right around the corner too. That’s why my new favorite Taco Truck sits right outside our front door. More on that soon. =)
Over the weekend, I went to Ikea to pick up a few things for our new apartment. On my way past the children’s section, I saw a tunnel hanging from the ceiling. Of course I had to buy it.
When I got home and showed Abby, I noticed the label said 18 months and up. I mentioned that to my mom, but she said let him have it. Later that afternoon, I did:
I let him play with it a few more times over the weekend, putting Taddy Porter at one end to entice him through, which made him laugh out loud. I’m pretty sure he crawled through on his hands and knees tonight, but didn’t have the camera close by to capture it. I’ll have it ready next time.
Of course there’s no music playing, but that doesn’t stop Sawyer. He’s just happy to be standing up in his crib, gnawing on the top railing, taking in the sights and sounds, and watching Abby play peak-a-boo on the stairs. What a character:
We’re still up to our ears in boxes, and rapidly nearing the arrival of our movers on Wednesday at 1pm. I have one more post queued up for you tomorrow evening, then the post after that will be the first from our new apartment!
Look at how well he stands now:
He felt much better today, and with the exception of a small fit this morning, he cried very little as well. You can imagine that made both Abby and I feel even better about our parenting skills, having just survived our most difficult week since birth. We really needed a down day, there’s been much too much excitement around here this past week. Oh, have we mentioned that we’re moving next Wednesday??
Thanks to Abby’s aunt Beth, uncle Dana, and cousin Dana C. for the great pajamas. They’re my favorite now because they only have three snaps. He’s much to wiggly for anything more than that.
Sawyer was sick over the weekend, but that hasn’t stopped him from trying to stand whenever possible. Tonight, after his bath and feeding, Abby put him in his crib. He immediately stood up and started to scream.
Abby picked him up, held him for a bit, calmed him down, then put him back in the crib. Again, he immediately stood up and started to scream.
We stayed downstairs for a little longer the second time, hoping he would grow tired and give up. He did not, tenacious little bugger that he is. Since Diana, Abby’s mother, thinks he never cries or causes any trouble, I grabbed the camera to give all of you a little taste of our last week with Sawyer:
He was so tired he didn’t know what to do with himself. Abby also thinks he’s not quite sure how to sit back down once standing, so that likely had something to do with it. As soon as I shut off the camera and laid him down, he feel right to sleep. What a relief!
To be fair, he gave me his cold from last week, and I’ve been down for the count, so it’s no wonder he was so unhappy. I think he’s just starting to feel better, but still lacks his full energy, hence the frustration.
On a related note, there was one night last week, some time around 2am if memory serves me well, that Sawyer was wide awake and completely uninterested in going back to sleep. Since it was dark, I figured he could play with his firebugs that his Grandparents Truitt bought for him — they blink when struck, and Sawyer loves to put them in his mouth. I think he enjoyed it:
He slept better last night than he has in a long time, as he was quickly falling back to sleep without any fuss. Hopefully tonight will be even more of a success. I’m starting to feel a little better myself, and really hoping that Abby makes it through unscathed. It hasn’t been a whole lot of fun around here.
It’s been a big couple of days for us, and especially so for Sawyer. As I was eating breakfast on Friday morning, I looked over to see Sawyer on his tummy playing with his toys. Not a minute later he was sitting up on his own. Abby reported a similar sighting the day before. There was no audible struggle, no grunts or groans. Neither of us had seen him practice this, as far as we can tell he just did it.
This morning, Abby looked over to see Sawyer standing in his crib. Standing in his crib! Again, all on his own. Needless to say, I lowered the crib this afternoon. There is no chance for escape now, Sawyer!
The three of us did our best to recreate these scenes for all of you, and while not everything is exactly as we experienced it, I think we hit all of the high notes.
Sawyer goes from sitting to standing to flat on his back and back again:
Sawyer takes a tumble, but Abby fixes it:
Sawyer up close:
Sawyer explores the space (it’s a long way down, but there’s no way he’s getting out without us):
On top of all of this, Sawyer hasn’t been feeling well. He was really congested today, and had his first ever runny nose too. He hasn’t slept well the past few nights, but we’re hoping for better luck tonight (so far so good).
It amazes me that even in his misery he retains such joy in life. You would never have guessed he didn’t feel well, would you?
I’m pretty sure no one would hire me to be in a scary movie, but they might hire Sawyer.
Sawyer is pretty good at falling down and getting right back up again. No crybabies here!