One more thing...

Jack rolled over last Wednesday! He was on his back and then on his side. He slowly made his way to his tummy, trapping one arm under him. He sure hated it!

Belated Updates

Wow! Am I a slacker, or what? "Hi, my name is Jen. And it's been almost a month since my last blog."

Jack is growing like crazy. At almost four months, he is now sitting up assisted. He'll sit on our laps and talk and he loves to sit in his activity center and bang on the toy piano. It was so cute--at first he wasn't quite sure what to do, so we started hitting keys and then he hit one on accident. After that, it was a free-for-all. I can see the stickers on the piano not lasting long, with drooley fingers slapping them.

Speaking of drool--oh, my goodness! Jack is teething, so there is almost always a string of thick drool rolling down his chin. He's been sticking his hands in his mouth, so he's always covered in drool. Sometimes he'll get fussy due to the teething pain, but for the most part he's been doing great.

Last night he slept a full 8 hours straight. He has been skipping his middle of the night feeding on a regular basis the last few weeks. Even though he's been sleeping soundly, we've still been up, waiting for him to start howling for food. I'm sure we'll slowly adjust to having a long night's sleep--if that's even possible for parents. Well, maybe in 18 years or so.

Jack's been a social butterfly lately. I've taken him to two different little parties. He was extremely quite at both, but in a cheerful mood. He likes to watch other kids play. Last night Auntie Laura came over, and all of his attention was devoted to giving her the biggest, drooliest smiles and saying "agooo, goo-eeee, goow."

He is now learning more about cause and effect and the art of forecasting. He knows that if he reaches out to grab a toy, he'll get it; or, if he's bored, all he has to do is say "Ah! Ah!" and we'll talk to him. He also knows that if I start to make a kissy-sound, he'll be getting a big smooch on his cheek. He'll lean towards me and start smiling and squealing before I get to his face. I don't know if he's trying to or not, but many times I get an open-mouthed slobbery kiss back when he turns his face towards the kiss.

Right now, Jamie and Jack are dozing in the recliner. It's funny to see how their heads are the same shape and the pucker of their lips follow the same line.

Tonight we're feeding him his first meal of rice cereal. We'll see how that goes! I anticipate messy, with a chance of spitting.

Happy Halloween!

Baby Long Legs

At almost 10 weeks old, Jack had a big check-up this past week. He is now 11 lbs, 4.5 oz and 22.5 inches long! No wonder he's growing out of his 0-3 month clothes.

A Trip to Tanner's

Each year, Jamie and I go to Tanner's to get apple cider, pick pumpkins and visit the animals. Jack's first trip to Tanner's was memorable--for us, at least! Learning our lesson at the Morton Pumpkin Festival, we went late on a Sunday afternoon and avoided the crowd.

Jack's favorite part was the goats. We were surprised that he actually paid attention to them and knew that they were something he's never seen before. The two videos below are one right after another. The third pic is at the end of the trip, with Jack pooped-out and ready for a nap in the car.

Little Boy in Blue

Mornings at the Morss house are falling into a more predictable pattern. Jamie, at the end of his night watch, dresses little man and gets him ready for me to scoop up and take to Rhonda's. (Rhoda is his babysitter--I'll blog that, later).

Earlier this week, Jack was chatting me up before we left. His ooos, aaahhs, and a-goos are becoming more frequent and even more charming!

Moving on Up....

Last weekend we moved our little guy out of his bassinet in our room up to his big boy crib. He was getting too big, physically, for the bassinet and too old, age-wise, to be sleeping in the same room. It's been an adjustment for all of us.

To Jack, the crib is like a king-size bed. No pillows, no covers, no bumpers. Now that he can roll onto his side, I listen to the monitor anxiously for any signs of distress.

I take the 8 p.m.--1 a.m. baby shift and Jamie takes the 1 a.m.--6 a.m. shift, sleeping in the upstairs bedroom during our respective watches. Luckily after a few nights, Jack became used to his bed and we're all sleeping a little more peacefully.

I'll have to get a pic of him in his new bed.