No bones about it

Sorry about the pun, but it was there.

Sometimes, David is impresive just in the ways he finds to sleep. I can't imagine how I could make my foot go that way, but he seems comfortable with it. Hopefully his bones do actually exist, because it can sometimes be in doubt.

David is now over 6 weeks old, which is the stage where you start thinking it has been forever that he has been around (as in you can hardly remember not having him) and yet at the same time, it feels like just a moment before that we got to meet him. Somethings are just like that, things that fit so amazingly into your life that it's hard to afix a time to it, or see past it on the chronology of your life.

David has now been through his first cold, at least for the most part. It is truly a horrible thing to hear a 6 week old cough. It just tears me up a bit. The cold made things a little more complicated for having him sleep normally, which wacked out his schedule for a bit. But he is mostly on it again and is up to 6 hours on sleeping through the night, so that is exciting, especially for Katherine as you can imagine.

Heimsoth's out.

No bones about it