Alexander Week 30
July 31-August 6, 2004
I am really scooting around now.
My parents really have to worry that I will get into something naughty if they
turn their backs. I love power cords, stairs, and little bits of dirt on
the carpet. I just can't help myself. There are just so many new
things to see. I have also learned how to sit up from a crawl although I
can't do it every time.
My parents are trying their new torture-style sleep training. The make me feel all relaxed by reading to me and holding me. Then they drop me in the crib and run. Of course, I cry a lot. They claim that with time it will get better. How can abandoning me in a dark room get any better? (Do you think this is enough of a guilt trip to make them stop? Maybe if my grandparents told them to stop they would listen.)
I have spent a lot of time in the garage with my mom. She is very busy refinishing our old dining room table. First she chemically stripped it, then sanded it. Now she is priming it and painting it. Of course we don't have any dining room chairs, but what do I care? I have my high chair. My dad is studying a lot for his board exams. He does spend as much time with me as he can though.
|1. 2. 3.||1-3. I see my parents using these in the kitchen all the time. Of course they use them all wrong.|
|4. 5. 6.||4-5. How come they haven't
showed me this cupboard before?! This is the best part of the whole
6. I am trying to crawl the right way, but I can't seem to stay up on my knees.
|7. 8. 9.||7-8. Baths in the sink are
great. I can play with the faucet, the nozzle, and the water filter,
but best of all is my rubber fish.
9. I don't know why they had to ruin a good picture of me by insisting on being in it.