Grandpa's Here! (or at least he was:)

My Dad came to visit!!!!

It all started a few weeks ago when my sister came to visit, and Peter was not thrilled to have a stranger hold him (aka my sister).  She called my dad and told him that Peter has stranger anxiety and would probably scream and scream the next time he saw my dad.

Dad did NOT like that idea, so he bought a ticket right away so he could spend time with Peter from the time he was itty bitty, so Peter would grow up knowing him.  Peter met them when he was one month old too.

When we picked Grandpa up at the airport, I was holding Peter in the wrap carrier, and everyone was commenting on what a happy baby I had. Then Grandpa walked up, and Peter's eyes became the size of footballs looking at this HUGE man! He is 6'5.

It was love at first sight. Peter was happy from the moment he met Grandpa until he left. He never cried out of fear or stranger anxiety.  Grandpa also had a toy that he let Peter play with- glasses.  We figured this out on day two, so I am not going to blame Peter's infatuation on Grandpa just because he had glasses. Peter already liked him before the glasses, but the glasses sealed the deal. If ever Peter started to get fussy or agitated, Grandpa would just hand him glasses and Peter would play with them and chew. 

You see, Peter is teething. It's barely visible, but it is there. He has one tooth in, and is working on number two. 

Peter would play with the glasses until he fell asleep, and he had a death grip on them :)

One night I was making dinner, and Aaron was getting ready for bed ( he has to go to sleep super early with his new work schedule) and Peter was screaming. Grandpa held and rocked him for at least 30 minutes while he screamed and screeched...and then he fell asleep. 

That took a TON of patience. Anyone who knows my kid, knows he has some lungs on him! 

And here he goes again with the glasses.

Saying goodbye to Grandpa. It was a quick three day visit, but it was a great one!

3 Generations!

Food- Among Other Things

We just went to the doctor yesterday for his 6 month check-up. My little baby is LITTLE!  He weighs 15.2 lbs and is in the 12th percentile for weight! Apparently this kid eats like his parents ( a LOT), and then doesn't gain weight. He is 26 inches long. ( He was 6lbs 3 oz at birth, and 19 inches, so he has come a long way.) We are doing Baby-Led Weaning (BLW) which I have explained before is that Baby eats whatever I eat and you skip baby food.  Every morning I have a yogurt for breakfast, and Peter has gotten in the habit of eating my yogurt with me.  I usually share a spoon with him, but one look at this face told me I was NOT getting my spoon back, and I needed to go and get another one.

Peter held the broccoli for me while I was cooking the chicken. He nibbled on it a few times, but he was too shy to do it in front of the camera. After the broccoli was cooked though- he DEMOLISHED it.  

Here he is waiting so patiently for Mommy to cook lunch for him.  

And here is the broccoli he demolished.   

And after he finished eating that peace he started screaming and crying...all of which stopped once I handed him a new piece of broccoli.   

Tonight for dinner we had PB&J's.  (Can you tell I don't cook when Aaron is out of town?) Peter didn't mind our simple dinner. He LOVED it! He demolished his half of the sandwich.   

We have started a garden! We had started seedlings in our house, then moved them outside, and now we are planting them in the ground.  I had Peter sitting in the nice shade of his stroller watching me plant the seedlings. But anyone who knows Peter knows that watching me do something is not acceptable.  He wanted to help. I brought him over, and this was my view looking down as we planted seedlings!  

Things got interesting when he wanted to help while I was digging holes with the shovel. I had a baby in one arm, and a shovel in the other, and he was just as happy as could be as I awkwardly tried to multi-task. Later when we were planting again, he continually tried to eat handfuls of dirt, and then would cry when I wouldn't let him.  Look at his new trick- he can sit up on his own ( for about 15 seconds before he falls over!).

While Aaron was gone, I surprised him by doing graffiti on our doors...Ok, really I painted 6 doors that we have been meaning to paint, but it wasn't until after I wrote this secret message. 

Peter was AMAZING while I was painting doors! I couldn't believe who this kid was! Usually he will not let me put him down for anything, but while I was painting he was so patient with me. Probably because dad taught him to eat his feet when he is bored....

I said, "Peter, stop eating your feet! I will not take a picture and show dad that he has won this battle. I won't do it so there is no need to keep doing it." 5 minutes later he was STILL eating his feet, so I broke down and took a picture, and then ironically he stopped.