He six months old - must be time for solid food!

We gave the tiny dictator his first taste of solid food today - a bit of mashed avocado that I was eating anyway (we decided to skip over the whole rice cereal thing cuz that's how we roll). We were met with mixed reviews. He didn't hate it, but he also didn't seem to know what to do with it. DH put together a video (including an extended clip of the baby sitting up on his own that I'm sure is excruciatingly boring to anyone but us) which I shall torture you with now. Enjoy!

Baby's First Cold

He's sick. :( DH caught a nasty cold-bug from someone in the office, and despite his best efforts the baby ended up with it too. I think I'm sick as well, but only slightly.

It's really not that big of a deal - he's not running a fever, and his snot is clear, he just has a runny nose and a dry cough. I'm pretty sure it's just a virus that'll run it's course eventually, but for the time being my baby boy is pretty unhappy.

In other news, he's sitting unassisted now! He can't get himself up into that position, but if you sit him down he stays there, and if he starts to tip sideways he catches himself and pushes himself back up into a sitting position. He grins really big while he's doing it, too - it's so funny. It's like he knows he's doing something hard, and is proud of himself.

We have tooth...again...

There's another tooth coming through - his bottom left. No wonder he's been such a fussypants. Nothing keeps his attention for more than a few minutes at a time, and I'm spending my days transferring him from the saucer of neglect, to the floor, to the baby cage (pack n' play - don't call CPS), to the boob (and so forth), as well as dosing him with teething tablets (or a bit of Tylenol if I get really desperate). Getting much of anything done around the house is damn near impossible, and he cries every time I put him down to go pee.

I can't help but wonder if this is my life from now until they've all broken through. Holy crap on a crap cracker I hope not.

Today, however, DH is home from work so I'm getting a break. I don't know how in the heck I got so lucky to have a husband who not only enjoys being with his son, but appreciates me and everything I do to the point of going out of his way to do things for me and give me "me time", even when he's not feeling 100%.

Okay, my turn to take the demon baby...