Great expectations

Believe it or not, we had our first parent-teacher conference last week at Owen's daycare. He did really well on his first report card. They said his special strengths were rolling over, smiling, and grabbing toys. He also babbles a lot and likes to be "cuddle on his teacher arms". He screams louder than any of the other babies. Areas for improvement include holding his own bottle. It's all about setting your expectations, isn't it?

Keep on movin'

Owen has a constant desire to move. The urge is so strong that it keeps him from sleeping. He certainly won't sleep on his back, despite all the evidence that it prevents SIDS. We're lucky if we can get him to stop moving long enough to fall asleep in any position. Even then, most nights we are awakened at least once by a desperate plea to rescue some combination of his limbs from the side of the crib. During the day he is so active that we can no longer put him down and assume that he'll stay where we leave him. He's trying so hard to crawl - pushing and kicking and grunting - but for now he has to settle for rolling over and over and over as his main form of transportation. He has a new alphabet playmat to soften the blow when he throws his head against the floor.

Beach boy

We went to the beach this weekend. Owen had a great time playing with the beach ball, and also his sun hat and swimming trunks. (Mommy and Daddy accidentally left his real toys in the car, but fortunately he's not too picky about that yet.) It was cloudy and chilly, but being half English he didn't seem to mind at all.

Happy 4th of July!

The British are coming! The British are coming!