He can hear

David has been keeping himself busy this week. We spent some quality time at a sprinkle park that has little fountains he can run through. The first time we went, he wasn't too interested in the water, but on Monday he walked face first into the spray and went back for more. He got so excited that he was squealing and running holding on to both of my hands, leaning forward at a 45 degree angle and bobbing his head from side to side. We're looking at a possible return visit to the sprinkle park this weekend when Kevin can join us.

We also applied for his social security card, which was surprisingly painless (I assume this means our paperwork will get lost and we will not receive a card), and made the long drive (over an hour each way) to visit Kevin at work and meet everyone there. We went through a lot of fruit puffs in the car, many of which David is apparently hoarding for his next trip as his carseat is full of them. Thursday he got a set of shots. He didn't sleep very well and ran a fever yesterday. (Public service announcement: I would just like to remind everyone who's playing along at home that a fever is 100.4 or higher and that ear thermometers are not accurate. I don't care what your school nurse or your mother says, 99 is a normal body temperature.) He was pretty whiny and pathetic, but we'll take that over H flu meningitis any day. He seems to have recovered fully this morning and is currently destroying the photobox from our trip to Italy.

He also had his audiology appointment yesterday, and his hearing is normal.

We made the switch to cloth diapers a couple of weeks ago. Anyone who tells you they're just as easy as disposable is a liar, but they're really not too bad. Here is David modelling his diaper cover in the closest thing I could find to Duke blue. Don't worry, Illini fans. He has an orange one, too.