Spoon sucking good

Huxley has passed from "food is a fine excuse to sit with everyone at the table, but, whatever" to "OMG MORE APPLESAUCE (and sweet potato)". Go Huxley. We've also set up the crib in Turing's room and they will start sleeping "together" and, well, they're all grown up.

It is going better than I thought. Sure, it took 2 hours to get them both to sleep the first night, but then it was 30 minutes, and now just about 15 . . . Good thing they like each other so far. I'm back on my bending-over-the-crib yoga plan. Not as good as real yoga. But I also get to hear Turing talk to himself as he falls asleep. It isn't all about chocolate milk - he tried out the ABC song today.

It has been above freezing for two whole days in a row so we promptly ran off to the zoo. It turns out everyone had the same idea and the parking lot was half full. Turing is all grown up and has enough stamina to walk/jog/run the entire time. Just last summer I'd have to carry him back to the car.

Huxley continues to be giant and ahead of Turing. I hauled out Turing's cloths from last winter to get through the last bit of the cold. They're a bit big (18 month old size on a 6 month old), but they're not that big; about one foot-length too long in the footie pajamas. It looks like we're actually going to have to buy him some summer cloths . . . the first thing he'll get that is his own. He even had to use Turing's car seats.