Workin' 9 to 5

We had a nice, low key Memorial Day. David's great grandma Lil came over, and we went for a walk in the park. David really seems to like kicking things. He's always kicking the dogs' tennis balls around, so we got him a soccer ball and took that to the park, too. He seemed to enjoy himself, though I think Lil probably had the most fun.

Walking to the park with great grandma. Future forward for the Chicago Fire.


Kevin's first full day back at work was all I'd hoped for and more. It was in the 50s (yes, that's Fahrenheit), cloudy and windy making outdoor activity possible but unpleasant. I did have the great pleasure of collecting poop in little plastic containers (we're making sure David doesn't have a parasite--because he came from China, not because there's anything wrong). We drove that to the doctor's office, and David cat napped in the car thus ruining any hope for an actual nap later in the afternoon. Other than the poop and the minimal napping, we had a good time and managed to keep the dogs from destroying anything of value while appropriately supervising the child, which is no small task. We read some books and played with almost every toy we own. We attempted a walk late in the afternoon, but there were a few raindrops and I wasn't feeling adventurous.

Distraught that there are no more puffs. The fishbowl toy bought me time to start dinner.


In other news (with no associated pictures), David is making progress on the sippy front. He's taking liquids pretty well from a sippy cup. Sometimes he makes an enormous mess and sometimes he is super neat. The last couple of days we've only used the bottle at night, so I think we'll be at 100% soon. He's also started holding his cup or bottle on his own more. Clearly this kid never fed himself prior to Gotcha Day. Half the time he doesn't hold the cup at an angle that actually allows him to get any liquid out, but he is clearly proud of himself and gets a huge smile on his face any time he brings the cup to his mouth.