Weasel Of Doom

Squeeker was 4 months old yesterday. I tried to take pictures, but he was not in a very cooperative mood. My parents sent an email congratulating him. Was cute.

He can smile, and distinguishes me and BelovedSpouse from other people. He loves DemonChild, and always has a smile for him (even when DemonChild shows his brotherly love by trying to sit on his head). He knows the ladies at daycare, and smiles at them, too.

He can roll on his side from his tummy, and we have caught him rolling from tummy to back a few times. I think rolling from back to tummy is not far in the future, assuming he decides it is actually worth it.

He is still a lap baby, but at least we have been able to put him under Mr. Star in the mornings, where he kicks and plays under it while we get ready for the day. In the evenings, he mostly wants to be held.

He coos and purrs like a little kitten. He likes to suck and chew on his hands. He picks up objects within reach (bibs, toys) and chews on them, too. He drools like a fiend.

He decided he does not like sleeping in the pack’n'play anymore. As I write this, he is asleep on the bed next to BelovedSpouse – and that’s not where he started the night. Not sure what the pack’n'play has done to go out of favor like that, but something will have to be done.

He does not take long naps (at least, not for us). We are lucky if he sleeps for an hour at a stretch. And then he wakes up and squeeks. Or screams, if he is hungry. Not one to politely wait to be fed, is our Squeektar.

His 4-months checkup is on the 26th (and DemonChild will get his 2-year checkup then), so I will post vital stats then.