Today was a good day. Ian was in a great mood all day, despite being sick with a bit of a cold. We were playing in the kitchen floor and I accidentally hit the front-facing camera on the iPhone. Ian was fascinated with his "reflection" on the phone.
Ignore my chin and focus on the cute little boy.
We're visiting the gang in northern Virginia this weekend. Ian has been doing well all day but has a bit of a cold. He went to bed surprisingly early (around 6:30) but an hour later he was fussing. I went to check on him and the poor little guy was just achy and moaning. We rocked and moaned and swayed and moaned.
We tried nursing and singing and patting and snuggling. But then I pulled out my iPhone and started the playlist from when I was in labor. The first song started and it was like someone cut his strings. I actually wondered if he was okay he was so still.
A few songs later and we'd settled down in bed. It was hard to leave him and go back downstairs while they kept playing our song(s).
We went out for sushi after work. I love our local sushi joint and they love us too. We went all through my pregnancy and now Ian goes with us. The waitress took our orders and then asked if Ian was going have his usual bowl of rice and avocado. I told her we were going to try the sweet potato roll for him. He got fussy when I tried to feed him pieces but he rallied when we let him feed himself. I just stuck a piece in the empty puffs container we had and he went to town. So now we're going to have to bring a bucket with us each time till he gets the hang of chopsticks.