Maxwell took to the bottle no problem….from me, from Jeff, he probably would have taken it from the mail man. So we were not prepared for Anna’s reaction, which was basically, “Are you kidding me with this?!” She is having none of it. We have tried five different kinds of bottles, tried having Jeff do it with me no where around, tried having me give it to her; no luck. Last night we had a minor victory and I managed to get almost one ounce into her, over the course of an hour, with much crying and taking breaks. But hey, I’ll take progress where I can get it. We’ll see what happens when we try again tonight.
Max is very much two and a half–he had a meltdown yesterday over the fact that I couldn’t put his banana back into its peel. All part of the age and we roll with it. It is such fun listening to him talk. He’s still working on figuring out when its appropriate to say “I” vs “Me” vs “You.” He used to almost always say “you” or “Max” when referring to himself. Now he does that about half the time, and the other times he usually says “I.” For example, when playing hide and seek yesterday with Jeff he said, “Daddy, more looking for I?” So cute! And let’s face it, the English language is not an easy one to figure out.
We had a great time
for the rest of Oma and Opa’s visit, and we were so happy to have Greg
and Leah and the girls here also. I have some more pictures of our time
together, plus some assorted shots from our week.
I took this self-portrait the other day because I want to be sure to memorialize the Moby wrap. Now here’s a baby product I wish I’d invented: It’s just a big piece of fabric folded in half! I had this with Max and used it a bit, but it has gotten a lot of use with Anna. Moms of two or more, get thee some type of baby carrier! It’s a lifesaver to be able to have two hands free while holding the baby, and Anna will nap in there really well.
Some more pictures from our time with family:
First thing in the morning, please excuse my crazy hair:
Anna sleeps great in her crib at night, but during the day she prefers to nap on me. We can lay her down all swaddled up and snoozing:
But that quickly turns to this:
Fun times with kitchen bowls!
We celebrated Greg and Elizabeth’s birthdays while they were here: