Bling!

El's helmet has been blinged!  He's nothing if not stylish!

How could it be blinged with anything but forest animals with his last name?

Just Monday he figured out how to roll from back to front...although still hasn't quite mastered the whole front to back roll (which should be the easier one...but I think he has no incentive, he likes being on his tummy where he can see the action better).

Also in the last week, he has started adding some consonants into his babbling mix, with some distinctive "mamama" and "wawawa" and "bababrrrr".  Mostly heard around 3am...perhaps this is the only time he thinks he can get a word in edgewise around here!  He wakes up, has a little chat, then heads back to sleep...although since T-giving that has required some help as apparently our holiday ear infections arrived early this year (avid readers may remember that O has had ear infections both xmases so far).

O got sick Mon before T-giving, with a fever, cough, and a bit of breathing trouble that just wouldn't go away, so black Friday we headed to the doctor. Diagnosis: double ear infection (following a cold).  Meanwhile, E started phlegm-ily coughing on T-giving and developed a hugely snotty nose/congested head and fever the following Mon. Diagnosis: ear infection (following the cold).  Needless to say it has been a week + of non sleep around here...it's like being back in newborn days (with O, not E, as he spoiled us and has clearly made us weak).

snot-drool combo makes for a very glistening face!

in charge of faux hawks and pureed pumpkin

last week was mostly spent in PJ's (for O, not me), playing a lot of fire trucks (both of us) and watching an inordinate amount of (the same episode of!) Bob the Builder (again both of us).

this is the fire station.  The individual blocks are the firemen all asleep in the fire house dormitory.

now they are loaded onto the fire truck...I'm not sure there's really room for hoses...

Thankfully, life is returning to normal, E is getting better too, and managed to nap well today not being held semi-upright on me so he could breathe.  And soon the Bob the Builder theme song will leave my head...right?