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December 2 - Dan and Angie drove off early to visit Grandpa in Brookings. I
feel overwhelmed by laundry again -- it's mostly done, thanks to Jeff, but
unfolded. Three baskets worth. I can't quite face it. Jeff took off today for a
class -- one of the last he'll do before transitioning completely to his new
job. I made soup out of the leftover sweet potatoes -- not bad. I threw in the
few creamed onions that were left, and added some curry and chili powder to
give it a more savory flavor.
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On the way back from the airport, I stopped at Target and did some shopping.
Then I remembered that I wanted to get another bra, but since I wasn't willing
to haul the baby into the dressing room in his carseat, I just looked around to
make sure I was alone, and then plastered the bra I wanted over my boob, to see
if if would fit. I decided it would, and indeed it did.
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Ethan's eating constantly. CONSTANTLY. He's clearly having another growth
spurt.
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December 3 - Ethan woke up at 6, and ate well. Then we slept together in the
huge bed until about 9:30. I decided to try an experiment, and I pumped just a
few ounces straight into a bottle, then tried to feed it to him right away. He
was a happy boy, as he always is in the morning, w hich I thought might make it
easier. And indeed, although he protested for a while, eventually he gave in
and drank it down. Then of course I had to feed him a bit more straight from
the boob. PHEW. Since we got the new bed, the cats have changed their pattern
-- used to be Sven was with us all the time, and Turtle was upstairs. Now they
both can sleep on the bed (having all the guests upstairs might have made a
difference, too), in separate corners. But now that Sven doesn't have the bed
to himself all day, he's taken to sometimes sleeping elsewhere -- always, for
some reason, somewhere that belongs to the baby. The crib, the co-sleeper, the
rocker, even the changing table. It's quite annoying to stumble into the
nursery at 5 in the morning, baby in hand, and discover that the surface I was
about to lay him on is already occupied by a large black cat.
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December 7 - Angie and Jeff and I took Ethan to a movie, and he did very well.
We sat in the back, and I had him in the Baby Bjorn. Mostly he just slept, and
when he got a little grumpy I stood up and bounced.
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I think I finally understand why people say babies smell so good. Not that he
ever smelled bad, but I didn't entirely get it, for some reason. Then recently
I've just been breathing him in, sticking my nose in his neck and inhaling. And
he DOES smell fabulous.
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December 8 - For Jeff's birthday (he's finally 30!), Angie and I had worked on
a few songs to sing to him, with guitar accompaniment. Awww, huh?
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December 10 - Tonight Angie and I went to Jeff's choir concert at Canterbury
Crest. Canterbury Crest is a care facility, where the choir rehearses once a
week. So they put on their Christmas show for the people there, and it was much
appreciated, I think. I had a funny experience -- one of the elderly women
beckoned me and the baby over after the concert, while everyone was just
socializing. We chatted about the baby, and then she asked if I was nursing. I
said yes, and she said, "Oh, I could tell, because you have such beautiful big
bosioms." What could I say but "thank you?"
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He's gotten interested in the cloth book Marilyn sent, "Discovery Farm." He
especially likes the little fuzzy horse that's velcroed on -- in fact, he
grabbed it right off.
Angie leaves soon, and I know Ethan will miss her. He really likes her -- she
gets lots of smiles and giggles. I feel quite comfortable leaving him with her.
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December 14 - Ann and Zack came over, and we made delicious calzones. While
they were baking, Ann was sitting with Ethan on her lap, reading Discovery Farm
to him. And he turned all the pages himself, one after another. It was very
impressive. Now it seems more possible that he'll eventually learn to use a
power saw.
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When I told my dad, he said: "He'll either be a great reader, or he'll be one
of those hyperactive kids who tears the pages out of books and eats them."
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ethan
