Ok, I just left the baby in his crib to come blog. Yes, it’s late but I had some things I wanted to get done and he apparently wanted to keep me company. πŸ˜‰ It’s a portable one that we have set up next to our bed. He still snuggles with us a good 60-70% of the time…it’s been a gradual weaning process. Our first two just graduated into twin beds when they were old enough but since number three we’ve had the portable as an option. She was major fidget-girl practically from birth and so around 6 or 7 months we “gave in” and lo and behold almost from day one we all slept better. It was like immediate relief to her…and thus to us. So, at about the same age we’ve done similar w/ our last two…actually, still in the process (obviously) with #5. It’s been about a month now and he settles down pretty quickly. At this age, they still wake up in the wee hours for a “snack” and stay with us for the rest of the sleep period. Anyway, right now he’s down there wrestling w/ Larry…Larry the Cucumber…of Veggie Tales fame. πŸ˜‰ I think he might identify with Larry’s almost tooth-less smile (for those who don’t know, Larry only has one tooth)! LOL πŸ˜€ His dear siblings put each of their different V.T. characters into his crib one day and he’s been drawn to Larry the most. Bob is second string and Laura and Jr. hardly get a glance. Strains of “Heeello”, “Have you seen my hairbrush?”, and “I’m not a pickle…I’m a cucumber” are floating up the stairs… Before you all tsk tsk me, I did rock him and sing Jesus Loves Me and Amazing Grace before I laid him in there so he did have a more positive imput just before slumber…but Larry was just there lying in wait and I just couldn’t wrench him from my dear baby’s grasp now could I? LOL

So, it’s been a while since I was here. Been preoccupied with some other things lately. Just haven’t felt very talkative. Here I am finally and I seem to be doing a good job of filling space! LOL
Before I leave the subject of our dear baby, I need to record some milestones for posterity:

Nov. 1rst (last Sat.) – Q.’s 6th tooth finally, finally, finally poked through. For days upon days it hung out just below the surface of the gum. You could see it’s white edge it was just *right there.* Poor thing. For a few days, rubbing his gum brought relief. But a couple of days before it emerged, you could tell it hurt and he refused to let me touch it. I only tried a couple of times and got the hint real fast! I read in a novel around the turn of the century that they used to lance the gums. It didn’t give the reason…it was a given for the audience of the time to know. I’d never heard of it before. They must have thought it helped the tooth emerge faster? Kind of cleared the way so to speak? Seems to me that a tooth will come just as fast as it was meant to…no more or less. At any rate, I’m glad it’s not a commonly done thing these days.

Nov. 1rst – Q. also was introduced to the sippy cup for the first time. He’s watched us drink countless times of course and so, after being shown to grasp the handles, he knew to put his mouth on it and suck. Of course, tipping it back was not so quickly realized and attempts to show him only frustrated him. So, we left him alone and somewhere in the space of a few minutes I think he got a slurp or two in but mostly got wet clothing. So sweet! πŸ™‚

Nov. 2nd – Regular crawling has kicked in a little more for Q. I think our wood floors are a little too hard on his knees though. He is modifying it to the “crab” crawl. He is putting his right foot flat on the floor and “scootching” sideways. So…hands, one knee and one foot…scootch sideways… Anyone have the mental picture? Really adorable! But, sniff, not only that, he also pushed up on hands and both feet!!! You know, the Bear Walk position! He’s only 7 months and he’s already trying to stand!!! I can clap and praise him but also see my baby slipping by toooo fast!

Nov. 3rd – Q. manuvered himself into a sitting position for the first time! He’s been sitting up for a while but this time put himself there all on his own! Boy, was he beaming for the clapping he received for that. πŸ™‚

The Matrix: Revisited

My disappointment has cooled…not gone away completely….but cooled. In fact, it had I little while after I posted about it the first time. I have a more tempered response at Marysue’s blog. Actually, I’m kind of surprised how interested I am in these movies. Never was one to go “ga-ga” over singers, actors, etc. even in high school. In fact, I couldn’t have even told you who was who, who was popular, etc. at the time. My husband gets a kick out of quizzing me on bands, singers and such. Ok, ok…I can guess the Beattles pretty accurately…but who couldn’t?! πŸ˜‰ LOL His favorite response is, “Well, weren’t they during your “time?” (He’s 4 1/2 yrs older than me so there is a *slight* musical gap.) That’s something he’s interested in and I’m not. It sticks for him and not me. Back to the point, it’s the first time I’ve had such a knee-jerk reaction to “entertainment.” I’ll try not to let it happen again! πŸ˜‰ LOL I am ready to see how it concludes though…so bring on the Revolution(s)! πŸ™‚ It’s been a really looooong time since we been on a “date” so I’ve even contemplated stepping foot in a theatre for it! We’ll see…
Something to laugh about…


James James
Morrison Morrison
Weatherby George Dupree
Took great
Care of his Mother,
Though he was only three.
James James
Said to his Mother,
“Mother,” he said, said he:
“You must never go down to the end of the town,
if you don’t go down with me.”

James James
Morrison’s Mother
Put on a golden gown,
James James
Morrison’s Mother
Drove to the end of the town.
James James
Morrison’s Mother
Said to herself, said she:
“I can get right down to the end of the town
and be back in time for tea.”

King John
Put up a notice,

James James
Morrison Morrison
(Commonly known as Jim)
Told his
Other relations
Not to go blaming him.
James James
Said to his Mother,
“Mother,” he said, said he:
“You must never go down to the end of the town
without consulting me.”

James James
Morrison’s Mother
Hasn’t been heard of since.
King John
Said he was sorry,
So did the Queen and the Prince.
King John
(Somebody told me)
Said to a man he knew:
“If people go down to the end of the town, well,
what can anyone do?”

(Now then, very softly)
W. G. Du P.
Took great
C/o his M*****
Though he was only 3.
Said to his M*****
“M*****,” he said, said he:
if-you-don’t-go-down-with ME!”

by A. A. Milne

The girls and I laughed uproariously over this this evening! Of course, there are deeper meanings for older readers… πŸ˜‰ That’s one of the things I love about A. A. Milnes writings. True pleasures for family read-aloud time. (Actually, this evening was “girls night”…E. was bonding in the garage w/ Daddy. πŸ˜‰ )

That about does it for me tonight…

Ta-ta for now!