In only 30 minutes lots of things can happen. Max can visit with friends in the hall, have a juice snack, barf the snack all over himself and his mom, play in his crib wearing nothing but a diaper while his moms scrubs his clothes, get Max dressed again, this time in pajamas (why not, we're only a couple of hours away from bed time?) sit down to play with toys while his mom changes her clothes. Mom returns and picks up Max playing contently only to me met with a foul odor. Unzip the
jammies- poop everywhere. Don't bother with the changing table- straight to the tub to carefully remove
jammies and toss in sink and then get diaper off whilst not smearing baby poop all over ones self. Diaper off- directly to garbage, run naked
poopy bottom under tub spout then soak baby bottom in baby bath tub. Scrub-a-dub then out of the tub into a diaper and pajamas #2 (outfit #4 for the day) nurse the baby and put him in bed. Back to the bathroom, poop all over the tub and sink, oops there's a spot- toilet too. Clean all the above and then to face the rank
jammies.
Eeeew, shouldn't have rinsed tub just yet. Throw
jammies into soak with the
barfy clothes. Clean tub and sink again and then
clorox it all. Wash hands thoroughly and sit down to the computer. Write a little and then, baby starts crying... I'm heading back upstairs. Gotta go.
My parents brought this little Hawaiian outfit back for Max after their vacation last month. Luckily there was a beach party for the HBS kids last Saturday and Max was able to make his Hawaiian debut. He got to try is first taste of a snow cone, tangled his busy fingers in the mylar, palm tree decorations, and we got our picture taken with a 25lb, yellow python. He came home with a lei and angel fish sunglasses which he preferred to put in his mouth, not on his eyes. We tried to teach him "aloha" but he stuck with ba ba ba, goig-i-goig. Maybe next year.
Yesterday was the first sunny day that we have had in weeks so Max and I took advantage of the warmer weather and took a nice walk to the market. Max had his first stroller ride sitting up, facing forward. He looks like such a big boy. He liked it and was wide eyed as he interacted with passers by. I, on the other hand, did not like it. I am so used to being able to watch him when he is in his car seat snapped into the stroller base. I couldn't tell what he was doing and I wanted to be able to see what faces he was making at people. He also threw one of his mitten out on our ride home and we had to back track where luckily I found it laying on the side walk in the middle of the bridge. Phew. I guess I had better get used to it but I miss him looking back at me on our stroller rides. He is good company.
