Darling boy, the last two months have been crazy. You have experienced your first (but most likely not last) move. It wasn't exactly a pre-planned move, but you've done well with it. In total, it's been a very busy few months, not just because of the move for the whole family, but for you personally as well.
To sum up:
- You had Rosiola--a fact that we didn't figure out until after you got over it.
- You also had a bout of croup. Hopefully the last, but if you follow in your sister's footsteps, not so much.
- You've pushed in three more teeth, one more on the way. I broke down and bought you some Amber-beads. Wasn't sure if they would work or not, but I think they have helped. You were getting regular low fevers, drooling, diarrhea, etc. Constantly. This has stopped greatly since the beads. Coincidence, maybe. We'll see what happens when the next bout of teeth come in. Or tooth number 8.
- October 16, you pulled to standing on the furniture.
- November 12 you started cruising along the furniture.
- November 21, you said your first word. Which, kindly enough, was "Mama". This included a portion of the day when I went out and you proceeded to crawl all over the cottage calling out, "Mama, Mama!" It was rather pathetic and totally manipulative. Fortunately, I wasn't home to hear it.
- Yesterday, you started crawling with straight legs, trying to figure out how to walk.
Busy month, little one. What surprises are you going to pull out this month?