Maybe the cutest thing ever

Seamus has a new word.



No fruit was harmed during the filming of this video.

Progress

Seamus has been doing 2 amazing things lately: 1) going to sleep on his own (i.e. we put him in his crib before he’s fully asleep); and 2) sleeping through the night in his crib. For the most part, these developments were pretty organic. Starting at about six months old, I read several books about how to help your baby sleep better, and while we found some useful suggestions, ultimately we did not have the energy to implement any sleep training techniques or rigid schedules. Amazingly, it just started happening all on its own about 2 weeks ago.

It’s incredible. The fog of sleep deprivation has lifted and I find myself thinking “This is what heroine must feel like.”

I also know full well that this is temporary. There are more teeth on the way, many stuffy noses, midnight poops and bad dreams in our future. It really only takes one bad night to undo a week’s worth of good sleep. HOWEVER, I am going to enjoy this for as long as I am able.

Please enjoy some cute pictures.

Eric and his mom (aka Omi) both have naturally curly hair. Seamus seems to have inherited that trait, which is especially apparent when he is in the bath.

 

We all cheered the Jets on last weekend, but it was not meant to be. 

Snow Angel

We took Seamus up to Mount Hood on Saturday for some snow shoeing. Outings such as these have about a 50-50 chance of being successful. The worst case scenario is that we'd be 2 miles away from the car and he'd suddenly decide he didn't want to be in the carrier anymore. There would be frozen tears and we'd all have hot chocolate in our hair from his violent rejection of our pitiful attempts at soothing him.(Outings like that don't make the blog.)

Luckily, we had a very nice day. Seamus seemed to really enjoy himself, and Eric and I were basking in the "awwwww's" from his many admirers on the trail.

I'd like to buy a consonant

Seamus' vocabulary is extensive now. He probably understands hundreds of words. If you ask him to "go get your truck" he will go get his truck. When you ask him if he wants dinner, he drops everything and heads for his high chair. I'm sure it's not too long before he is actually speaking the words himself. This video I shot last night shows you that he has some mastery of vowel sounds. I'm sure the consonants are not too far behind.

By the way, every time (and I mean every. single. time.) you ask him to say "mommy" or "mama" he flashes a big smile and says "DADDY!" I think Eric is secretly teaching him that trick.

Black Bean Soup Night!

Slowly but surely...

...a nasty cold is making its way through the DuBarry household. We are a congested, grumpy, sleep-deprived bunch. My apologies to anyone looking for a Seamus fix. We hope to be up and running again soon...

30 minutes without rain

Maybe it's his Montana roots, but Seamus is a kid who loves wide open spaces. Nothing makes him happier than an expanse of grass, concrete, carpet or anything else he can run across. We took him to the park yesterday to let him run around - he was so psyched (as were we) to be out of the house.

The swings are always a hit, but he was wary of the teeter totter. Maybe he was afraid it was going to snap in two with the weight of all three of us. Afterward we took him for his very first hot chocolate. I include the last picture because the verdict is in on eye color. It took us awhile to get there, but you can see that Seamus is definitely a green eyed guy.