Another Milestone

I have survived another milestone. We put Ethan in the boys' room this weekend. Having Ethan leave my bedroom is not as hard on me as other milestones, but it still gives my heart a twinge. In the past, we have moved the boys to their room at three months, but since all three boys are now in one room, we waited a little longer, as Joey and Nick are not the quietest of roommates. So far it has worked out well. Ethan doesn't go down until at least Nick is asleep, and if Joey is still awake, he has remained quiet enough to allow Ethan to keep sleeping.


Ethan has reached another milestone as well; the day after Christmas, we fed him solid food for the first time. He wasn't too keen on it, and I will admit that I have been sporadic in feeding him solids since. However, over the last couple days, I have been giving him cereal at least once a day. He ate everything that was in his bowl last night.
He did very well his first time, considering it was something very new to him. He always watches, very closely, when Mommy eats. He follows the spoon like it is his greatest ambition. So we knew he was ready, but of course, it is an adjustment.

You can tell he is not quite sure of this mush going in his mouth. But he didn't really spit any out; it was more that he would just leave it in his mouth, not quite sure what to do with it. Eventually, he would have to swallow. He is getting the hang of it more now.

Nick made me laugh. I offered him a bite and he didn't even hesitate. He wanted a bite. I don't think he was expecting a spoonful of tasteless mush, though. Immediately, he grimaced, shuddered, and gagged. Oh, the face he pulled! It was priceless. By the time the camera took the picture, his face had mellowed a bit, but it was still funny. I offered him a second bite and he was VERY quick with his denial.

I just had to put this picture in because I thought it was so cute. Ethan is such a blessing. He is fairly mellow, very happy, and sleeps very well. He makes me smile.

Nick is talking more all the time. He is learning new words and making old words easier to understand. He does less grunting and pointing and makes more attempts at saying what he wants. Even if I don't understand him at first, he will keep saying to word until I have guessed the right one. I always feel real bad when I don't understand him because I don't want him to get frustrated in his attempt at talking. I want to encourage his progress. I am afraid that when it takes a few minutes to guess what he is saying, he will get frustrated and give up. I can see on his face that he knows exactly what he is trying to say, that, in his mind, he is saying it as clear as day and that he can't understand why I can't understand him. But he shows great patience with me.

Well, I have spent more than enough time up here on the computer. I need to get the boys downstairs for breakfast.