G had the unfortunate reality check of seeing where cow’s milk comes from the other day. He was watching a cartoon (child-appropriate, I assure you), and was highly perplexed over the process of milking. He first asked what they were doing, and then wanted to know why they were getting milk from the cow’s rear end. Sweet! Perplexed, I just answered “Because that’s where the cow utters are”.
On the bonus side, he doesn’t seem to be traumatized by this experience, and is still chucking 8oz of milk upon waking up each morning.
From the fair the other week. G did some sliding:
(btw, thank you oblivious parent for standing RIGHT in front of me at the most opportune moment. I’m sure my honkin’ huge lens was easy to miss.)
and pet some animals:
run from the town mascot
and ride a little train. But S2 needed to eat then, so my hands were otherwise occupied.
S fulfilled his life-long dream of imitating a hamster… except he didn’t really manage to run in his wheel.
S2 spent most of our visit sleeping 🙂
“Hey, Ma! This baby keeps copying everything I do!”
S2 went through 5 separate outfit changes yesterday. I haven’t had to change a kid this often since my anal-retentive G newborn days. Why? ‘Cuz he spat up a lot yesterday. A LOT!
S had suggested that maybe it’s because of the teething. His logic was that if teething produces more acidic saliva, if it’s acidic enough to cause diaper rash (case in point, G), then it could also easily act in the opposite direction. And, per Ms. J’s confirmation, he’s right.
Ugh.
I think I’d rather take the diaper rash.
For S2’s 6m photo-shoot I asked Kelly to capture a few moments of me with S2 that mean a lot to me: bath-time and dinner-time. Those are mostly 1:1 time for the two of us, and it’s something I really want to remember. She did a great job.
AND she also took an amazing photo of all of us together (including the blur that was G 3 months ago). Thank you, Kelly!
You can see the full set here.
