Michael, David and I had a really fantastic visit with Michael's family, and there is a lot to share from that visit. We did quite a lot of jetting around town, and David did quite a lot of snuggling. Before I do a post about that visit, though, I thought I'd do a quick one about today because it was, as the title indicates, lovely. (And because I'll never write about it if I don't do it now, whereas I will of course eventually share the family photos :)
David wakes up happy. Well, first he wakes up hungry but once he's been fed, he's all smiles! He coos, grunts, makes all manner of noises, and he smiles. It's the best, even if it does all take place at an hour at which I'd rather be in bed. (I am going to try to get a picture of him smiling tomorrow morning.) This morning, after our coo-fest, David and I went to grab pastries for breakfast (one of these days that absolutely has to stop) and came back to sit out in the sun with Michael for breakfast.
Much of the morning went to feeding, clothing, and cleaning David and myself (while Michael, whose hygiene is his own business, went off to the library :) We had made plans to meet Michael at the Mensa for lunch, so I left early with David to go for a walk in the hills. It was incredibly warm, sunny, and clear today and the neighborhoods up in the hills were so beautiful.
David, alas, slept through it--he simply cannot stay awake in the stroller, try as he might. In the meantime, I managed to combine a nice summer walk--primarily an effort to get out of our tiny apartment--with a serious workout! I did not know how heavy the stroller was, or how steep the hills are, before today. We ended at the Mensa with about a half hour to spare, so I lay a still-sleeping David on a blanket in the grass and read a novel. Just lovely.
We had lunch with Michael and Timo, some of which David was awake for, and afterwards David and I headed off to meet a friend for ice-cream. (I know, I know, but it's hard to kick the vacation-eating habit immediately, and our visitors JUST left!)
Kirsten will be moving back to the UK in a few weeks, so it was great to get a chance to sit and chat with her.
When we got home, David was awake and happy and Michael was back home. (Well, first David was awake and grumpy from the heat. Once he was freed of his clothing, he was a happy little guy :)
We had a nice evening, though Michael is killing me in our current dinner-time Scrabble game--and then Michael's friend Timo came over to celebrate the fact that they are both officially becoming "doctors of philosophy" this week! (In fact, David is sitting outside with them right now--which is why (1) I am able to be writing this post, (2) I was able to take a long bubble bath just before writing this post, and (3) despite my promises to myself, I am not yet in bed.)
Well, after typing it up, I recognize that today was perhaps not the most exciting of days...but I liked it! Some days it's a lot harder than others to get out of the house, and yesterday the poor boy, normally rather content, was gassy and cranky all day long. (All. Day. Long.) Today was nice because it was a good example of the kinds of days Michael and I had wanted to have once David was born...not sitting inside with the baby, but spending time out and about with him. Now I just have to incorporate some work, but I plan to try to tackle that beast next week :) Anyway, that was my day!
As for my night...say a quick prayer that David comes back around to the whole crib idea. He had been great--napping and sleeping with little or no problem--but now he's had nearly 4 weeks of cuddly, snuggly visitors and he's decided the crib thing is bogus, and sleep must be done in somebody's arms.
One more thing I've been meaning to share: David has the most enormous Big Toe. It was one of the first things I noticed when I first saw him, and I'm being completely honest about that! So, here it is...I hope the photo gives you SOME sense of it's magnitude, 'cause it's just huge.
A cute smirk. (OK, so my niece Emily, aged 5, after seeing our "first bath" post, wanted to know why Uncle Michael was giving David a bath naked. He was not naked, my mom explained, he just wasn't wearing a shirt. Emily was not convinced. Let the record state that Michael, in this and in all such pictures, does in fact have pants on.)
Another playdate with Emmanuel :)
I love this little old-man nightgown.
And finally, a cute sleeping shot.
