Nommage

The weekend was, all in all, fairly good. We made up a Chore Chart for Penny -- she gets to put a sticker on it every day that she remembers to do her chores, which right now consist of listening to parents and teachers, behaving nicely, and clearing her dishes and trash from the table after meals. (I have this intention, when she turns 5, of adding a 5-minute clean-up period to the end of each day, and participating in that will be part of her chores as well.)

Daycare has been telling us for weeks now that Alex is rolling over, but he hasn't been inclined to demonstrate at home. Until this weekend, when he suddenly turned into a miniature (and sideways) dervish. He can roll back-to-tummy or tummy-to-back, and doesn't seem to prefer one direction over another. He spent a good forty-five minutes Saturday rolling around on the living room floor, scooting from one toy to another and having the time of his life.

I swear at one point, he rolled onto his stomach and very nearly managed to skootch himself up onto hands and knees. I expect he'll be crawling before Penny's birthday.

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We went to my parents' for dinner last night to celebrate Father's Day, and since Alex was the Baby Of No Sleep, Mom and John passed him back and forth so Matt and I could eat. Alex was completely fascinated by John's beard -- I think it's the only beard in his little world, come to think of it, since Matt and my dad go clean-shaven and the one male caretaker at daycare only has a mustache.

Of course, from fascination with the beard, it was only one short step to...



Yeah, Alex is that "puts everything in his mouth" baby. And we do mean everything.

Penny wasn't, so much. I can't say she never mouthed things, but we didn't really expect everything to go in her mouth. So this is kind of new for us. And funny, I admit.

Alex also "talks" more than Penny did, and is much more active about reaching and grasping for things. I'm curious to see how different they are as they grow up.