Friday, June 6, 2008

If Miles had a sister...


This is what she would look like. His great grandmother, my grandmother knitted him this outfit and I have to say he is so cute he makes the Gerber baby look like a cigarette smoking wrinkled old hag.

blogging from Trinidad




We have been in Trinidad now for a few weeks and it is very difficult getting a good internet connection, far less downloading pictures. Fortunately we have found a good place and hope to keep blogging.
It is hot down here and the rainy season has begun so it is also very humid. Unfortunately there is an outbreak of dengue fever so we have to be very vigilant about mosquitos. So far so good though.
Miles is enjoying life down here as he has many hands to hold him and he is actually getting a little spoiled, he crys now if he is put down to play by himself where he used to play by himself quite nicely.
He went to the beach for the first time and it showed that he is his father's son. He is not a big fan of the beach much to my surprise. I love the beach and thought for sure with his love of swimming class that he would take to the beach but not so much. He was curious about the sand and played with it a bit but when I took him to put his feet in the water he was more overwhemled than excited. We didn't go in, just a dip of the feet and he didn't cry but he didn't laugh or seem pleased either.
He loves being in a hammock though, I put him in this hammock at my aunt's house thinking that I would get in too and we would play, but he immediately got really quiet and relaxed and within minutes was asleep with his book on his face. It was very adorable to see him sleeping very seriously with his book in the hammock. We may have to set up a hammock in the living room when we get back.
He is 7 months old now and still does not crawl or have any teeth. He does do a serious body drag when he is motivated to get something though. He looks more like a flailing beached fish than anything else as he squirms and grunts his way a few feet to his destination. But he is quite good at pulling himself up and even holding and walking if the environment is right. He can almost get to sitting all the way up from lying down which is one of his most dearly desired feats, he tries to do it all day long and cries tears of frustration at his inability. But in true baby fashion he is unstoppable in his squirming and trying and I have the bruises on my arms and stomach to prove it ; )