My sisters have bugged me for more photos of David. I keep wanting to get one of him smiling -- he does smile, though not spontaneously but rather after I do smile aerobics with my own face and he finally mimics me! But I will need Taylor to be photographer for that, since David usually stops smiling once I change to camera-head not smile-machine.
The camera has the power to bring on his "Furrowed Brow" look. He looks so worried sometimes! I've been singing him a rendition of the Simon & Garfunkel song, "Feelin' Groovy," to reassure him he truly has very little to worry about these days:
Slow down, you slurp too fast.
You gotta make this bottle last.
Just spitting up, and pooping out.
Looking for milk and feeling groovy.
Ba da da da da da da da.... Feelin' groovy.
You got no deeds to do, no promises to make.
You're pimply and poopy but it's nice you're awake.
Let us go to San Carlos for Mom & Dad's date [or whatever -- we were about to leave on a "group date" -- Taylor, me, and David -- the last time I sang this!]
David we love you.... All is groovy!
It's fun how a baby encourages you to sing all the nonsensical things you can think of!
Life has been busy but sweet with David. He continues to be an easy baby (though his two nights in a row of sleeping for more than 8 hours seems to have been a "teaser", as he had Taylor up every two hours last night). Poor Taylor has had a monster of a deadline for work, too, and yet he almost never wakes me up to help with David at night. He is spoiling me badly!
I love it when he clutches on to my hand like this.And when he feeds, he always tucks up both arms
like his left arm is tucked here.
Last Saturday we made the move to our current house-sit, which will last 5 months. After this one ends, we may cave and begin renting. David has quadrupled the "stuff" we need on hand, and it would be nice to settle in. But for now, we're in a lovely location and nice neighborhood, with a deck that looks right over the water of the Redwood Shores Lagoon. On move day, David cooperated and slept for 6 hours (with only one brief awakening) during the daytime, helping us have time to pack and clean. I worried that he wouldn't sleep at night, but like I said, he had an 8-hour sleep! A well-rested baby sleeps better, I've read.
Our last house-sit, in lovely Old Palo Alto
5 comments:
Oh he's getting cuter and cuter by the second! I love that song you put down. It's funny the little dittys you make up as a mom. I made up one that went like this:
Let's change your diaper, yes, yes, yes.
Let's change your diaper, it's a mess.
And then I'd make up an ending that was different everytime. It became a ritual with cleaning Jimmy's diapers and I remember it when I clean Johnny's diaper. The tune was to some primary song, which I can't recall the name of.
Anyway, I like your "feelin' Groovy" adaptation, and David seems like one groovy dude.
I agree with Anna - he is getting cuter and cuter!!! Love the song. We'll have to add that one to the family sing-along book!
being a mom is the best.
He is SO cute. I love the sequence of pictures while lying on his tummy.
I love the pictures -- he is soooo cute! I remember it taking me forever to capture a smile, because the expressions change as soon as you pull out a camera.
Amy
SO stinkin' CUTE!! Little David is soooo cute. I love the tummy time pictures. I especially love this song you've been singing to him. Sometimes I feel like I sing the whole day away. For some reason, when I'm talking to Jasper, it often comes out in song form.
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