I know I have been a terrible blogger lately and I promise I will get back to my normal, talking about myself and my fascinating life, schedule soon. Things are finally starting to calm down (after the Everett room paint spill fiasco that I still don't like talking about), and I'm trying to get us back into a routine. I know you all have been sorely missing your Everett detailed updates, so I'll try and catch you up.
Everett has been sleeping through the night beautifully (except for the past three nights when he has woken around 2 am) and it is amazing how much sleeping for 8 hours straight can make you feel a million times better. He is still sleeping in his playpen since we don't want to assemble his crib just to take it down and assemble it in his new room next week (when the new carpeting is installed).
He now has 2 teeth!!! I still haven't managed to get them in a picture because they're still little and his smile doesn't show them, but believe you me, they are there. It used to be kind of cute when he would grab your finger and put it in his mouth. Not anymore. Ouch. Ev is using newfound teeth to do things besides cause pain in my finger (and luckily not other body parts!). He has just recently started using his teeth to bite his rice crackers. It's pretty darn cute. He absolutely loves these crackers called Baby Mum Mums (made in China, but what can you do?) and will fall into utter silence when you give him one - also works with the first chunk or two of tofu. Yes, I did just say tofu. The child loves to smush it into his mouth. He's not entirely a vegetarian though, as he did eat some tiny pieces of chicken the other day.
Everett can now scoot a bit but we're not sure he does it entirely on purpose. If you set him down in one spot, he will fall forward onto his face/stomach (not as hard as he used to), roll to the sides, turn to face different directions, and generally end up 6 feet from where he started. He can also support his weight on hands and knees but then just flops down. I am not looking forward to this whole mobility thing. That means closing the kitchen door to the basement all the time and purchasing at least two baby gates for the stairs. Oh well!
Ev is still a giant baby and getting bigger by the day. I have no idea when, if ever, he will slow down....maybe aroundf 18? : )
And a minor cat update too (just for Britt!): Mabel has become Saint Mabel and is thriving living in a big house. She can disappear to hide in a million and one locations when she doesn't want to be found, but still loves lounging on the couch and getting belly rubs. She has also become much more friendly with others. In our apartment, she would run and hide whenever someone came over. Now she comes to check it out and plops on the couch for some snuggles. Needless to say, she is now the ideal cat. OLIVIA, on the other hand (caps for emphasis and yelling), has been a beast. She is back to her scratching on our boxspring at 4:30 a.m. habit, pulling on carpet, puking all over, and just being a general nuisance. I think she has her feelings hurt that she is most definitely no longer the center of attention at all times and is acting out because of it. We're going to borrow some "don't scratch" and "do scratch" sprays from ... hmm....I was going to say "the Hammond house," but that doesn't quite work anymore....from G&G H's house....and see how those work. Olivia did get to explore outside for a while the other day but hissed and snapped at us when we tried to get her back in, so she won't be going back out anytime soon (besides that I'm worried something will startle her or she'll get some courage and find her way into the street).
Well, I have made myself a GIANT list of things to do today, so I'd better get started before Ev wakes up (he's taken to sleeping later and later recently). Now I just have to decide....breakfast? shower? dinner prep? Hmmm....
