Falling along

Are you still there? We are.

A few things have been happening. Last weekend we went to a pottery place in town and painted some plates. One for our house with our wedding date on it and another for Xander's room. That was a fun day and we didn't really plan on being out of the house all day, but it ended up that way. So that meant Amanda didn't get to practice feeding Xander in front of the mirror before actually feeding him in public...those two just ended up jumping in head first to the breastfeeding in public club. At least the pottery place was big and empty so noisy boy could be feed. I say noisy boy because he was howling before he ate and he is a noisy eater.

Granny Ba. stopped in this week because she had a seminar to go to nearby, so Xander got some Granny-time. Or vice versa.

This morning for the first time I gave Xander a bath. It wasn't too bad for me, although he was having a nearly atomic meltdown. I find it is easier if he's having a meltdown if I know what is causing it, such as the case was this morning during bath time. However, all other nuclear meltdowns I have trouble knowing what to do. Which usually ends with me saying to Amanda, "Here, I think he needs fed. I'm useless."

It works out. And now he's all slicked up for Aunt Mandy's visit today with his little Tigger Halloween outfit on.

Maybe we'll get a walk in the park in later because today looks great outside!