Hospital is now “Lunchable” – And all office buildings everywhere are hospitals
From Luke:
Aunt Emily thinks we don’t blog enough, so I suppose it’s my turn to post an update.
I’m still not thrilled with daycare. I cry a lot and refuse to take naps. It’s a mystery to Mom, but she’s been trying a few different things to help me (and my poor teacher). She has cut dairy from her diet, except the times when she forgets or “tests” to see if it’s actually working. We think it is. When she has pizza or larger amounts of dairy I have a really rough day the next day: tons of spit-up, belly aches, etc. So she needs to be more diligent, for everyone’s sake. Second, she has started giving me small amounts of Zantac for reflux. We also think this is helping, but we need to visit the doctor to get a better prescription. I have a well visit on July 14, so we will just have to wait until then.
In other news, I’m still a super huge baby. I’m outgrowing the same clothes that big brother, Preston, wore when he was 6 months old. And I’m only 3 and a half months old. I’m already getting a little bored with bouncy seats and prefer to be more upright in the zoomy-zoom (even though my feet don’t even come close to touching the ground). I don’t know if I mentioned this already, but I LOVE the outside swing. I can hang out in there for hours, swinging and snoozing. I also sit at the dinner table in my high chair now. I like to be a part of things. I like to reach for toys, knock things to the floor, and babble and coo!
I’ve started scrunching my feet up when we do tummy time. It’s the beginnings of rolling over and crawling. I’m not ready to do it yet, but soon!
While Preston was on a train ride with Grandpa over the weekend, I hung out with Grandma so Mom and Dad could go to Ikea. I gave her a hard time, but eventually fell asleep.