Moving out...

...of our bedroom, that is. Last night was the first night that our little man spent the night in his crib instead of the bassinet. It didn't go as smoothly as I hoped it would. I think David was more upset about him being out of our room than William was...it was actually kind of cute :) William did ok. He didn't scream and cry, but he did wake up...a lot. I was up at least once every hour to go give him his passie. I think he just wasn't as cozy, so he woke up more. I think tonight I'm going to try to "nest" him in the crib by using rolled towels underneath the sheets. Maybe this will help. I'm glad we decided to do this before I returned to work.

So, this week I made a stop by the office and realized that William is a huge flirt! He would be a little fussy with me and David, but then a pretty girl would hold him and he would be all smiles and giggles. Like father, like son I guess.

A new thing for the baby...trying to put his whole fist in his mouth. Sometimes he licks it over and over again, and it looks like he's holding a pretend ice cream cone - haha!


He also likes sitting and taking naps in the Boppy (Thanks Kristy for letting us borrow it!). I couldn't imagine being without it. It's so convenient to just sit him in, and I don't worry about him rolling off the couch. Look...so peaceful.


Little cocoon...


I'm so lucky that David likes to be involved! He loves to play with William, and doesn't mind changing diapers either...well, most the time :) Here he is being "silly Daddy!" By the way...I really do think the walking baby is scary. I've had nightmares about it!