let's play a game of "Name that Baby!!"
I think it's easy - they don't look as much alike as I thought...
Still cute as a button though
He definitely isn't as committed to walking as William was. William just took off running and barely looked back to his crawling ways. Patrick still prefers to crawl most of the time, it's faster. And he has to pull up on something to stand - so that probably has something to do with it. The official walking date is July 14th (William's was July 16th - though he was a month older).
Funny story - I was holding Patrick face to face just being silly with him and he very purposefully grabbed his paci out of his mouth and then popped it in my mouth. He laughed and laughed!! He was so pleased with himself and obviously amused. We must have played that game for a straight five minutes. I loved how tickled he got at something so simple.
Our house caught some stomach bug last week. Sunday - Patrick had it and didn't get to go to B&B's. He threw up in the wee hours of the morning back to back. No wonder he was being fussy... Seemed totally recovered the rest of the day - so off to school he went. Monday night - William throws up. Change his clothes and sheets and I stay home Tuesday with him after retrieving my computer from the office. Good thing the kid will watch Mickey Mouse over and over again because I actually had a lot of work to do. Wednesday - Sam got a call from school that Patrick was throwing up again (I was in training so I couldn't leave) so they stayed home. Patrick was Mr Fussy Pants that afternoon apparently. They both seemed totally fine on Thursday morning - off to school like normal. Late Thursday afternoon I get a call from the director telling me I need to keep Patrick home on Friday, he has diarrhea. Yay. Apparently most of his class has some form of the bug and a couple of the staff at the center too. Great. Sam got a bit of the fun Wednesday - Friday, but luckily I escaped this time. And Sam says I have a weak immune system.... ha!
Patrick is starting to give open mouth kisses finally - didn't realize I would look forward to that again!! He is also clapping now and is very proud of himself. For some reason, he was all about clapping at 5:30am this morning. I was not amused but he sure is cute when he does it. Kiddo has been getting up every hour (no lie - EVERY HOUR) the past two nights and I sure hope there are some teeth on the other side because this is pure torture. Baby tylenol helps, but only if we remember to give it to him which is kinda difficult in sleep wee hour stupor. Luckily, he usually reminds us but by then it's a little too late... Oh well. It can't last forever - we only have twenty something teeth - right?!