Wednesday, July 26, 2006

music lover

One of Elijah's favorite music pieces is Benedictine chant. It's a two volume album. We keep one disk in the car, so that when he gets restless, we just turn it on and Elijah freezes right away, listening. The other CD is kept at home, for all of our listening pleasure.

tooth #1

Yes, we have our first tooth! I could feel it yesterday when Elijah was sucking (or, rather, biting) on my knuckle, but he didn't let me look closely. Today, however, we were able to look and see a tiny little white line in the middle of his lower gum. Razor sharp!

Thursday, July 20, 2006

a walk that never happened

Living among boxes for three plus weeks has been a challenge. One of the results is that some things I planned never happened. For example, early in our life at the new apartment Elijah and I were hoping to go on a walk. It used to be that a walk was a matter of tying my shoes and getting out the door. Not any more. Now we need a stroller, a diaper bag, a bottle of water for me, a toy for the baby, a hat for each of us, and the list goes on. Finding all of this among a stack of boxes triples the effort involved. It took me at least thirty minutes to get everything ready, but for the life of me I could not find Elijah's hat! I did, however, find my bandana. When we finally got outside, I couldn't open the stroller with just one hand (something came off while it was being transported from the old apartment), and Elijah screamed in my ear while I was holding him with my other arm. The walk had to be called off, but I figured I'd at least take a picture.

sitting up

I promised a picture of Elijah sitting up a few weeks ago. Here it is. It's still in the old apartment. Elijah learned to sit on the bed as pictured (he practiced with Daddy every morning for a while). He also learned that falling down from sitting position is fun and soft. He still throws himself back with reckless abandon when sitting on the floor. To minimize brain damage, I usually surround him with pillows for now :)

sleepy feet

I am not sure if feet can be sleepy. I know eyes can, but feet? In any case, here's proof that I sneak into my child's bedroom when he is asleep and take pictures of his feet. It may seem a little weird, but I can't help myself. I just find it too precious to go unphotographed.

seven months old

Here we go, Elijah's seven months old picture. Note the presence of hair! It may be short, but it is unmistakably there! :)

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

hats off!

Elijah figured out how to take off his hat. It took him a few days to perfect his technique, but he is now quite good at it. He is usually supposed to wear a hat when we go outside on walks, but it appears that he came to a conclusion that hats are overrated, and likes to take his off and throw it overboard. After that the events usually unfold as follows: we run the hat over with the stroller, go for a while without it, then I notice the hat is missing, and we spend the next several minutes retracing our steps looking for the hat. Once the hat is found, it goes back on Elijah's head, and everything starts over.

fourteen days without the internet

We moved to a new apartment! Whether the move was successful or not is a matter of oppinion, but the fact is that all three of us are now reasonably settled in our new home.

It took Elijah a couple of weeks to get used to his new bedroom separate from his parents. The poor child had a rough first night, and perhaps that set the tone for the next two weeks. We didn't make it in on our first day till after 10 pm, which means he was woken up several times after his usual bed time (to get into the car and then to get out of it - he is such a light sleeper sometimes). Once in the new apartment, it took several attempts to put him back to sleep. One of them was a brilliant idea to put him on the floor on his mattrass. He, of course, rolled off of it unto the floor minutes after we left him there sound asleep.

I had all kinds of plans for finding parks, mothers' groups and things to do with babies in the area. Turns out, you (or at least I) can't do much without the internet. I couldn't buy books I wanted, couldn't look up stores near by, or do much of anything for fourteen days! The theme song for me during those two weeks became this (think "internet" where it says "you"):
I can't stop thinking about you,
I can't imagine living without you!