Sam's schedule has stayed pretty steady this month -- he sleeps from about 9:00 p.m. to 5:30 a.m.'ish. After that ravenous morning feeding he is a happy smiling boy, talking to The Husband and I in loud cooing noises. Mornings are his favorite.
The evenings, however, Sam would rather do without. There's a period around 6:00 p.m. that is referred to around the house as the "fussing hour," which is sadly longer than advertised.
A few weeks ago, drooling started in earnest, but if he's anything like Lydia, I am not expecting teeth for a while yet. Just tons of drool for a few months. Probably about time to break out the bibs.
Checking back at Lydia's four month post, she was rolling over by then. Sam is just nowhere close to that. Now I'm all second-guessing myself. Should I be doing more tummy time with him? Should I be in his face more? We tend to keep him in his papasan seat since Lydia is running around the house full-tilt and is occupying 90% of our attention. When The Girlie was four months old I would realize daily how much she was changing, but with Sam I still see the little baby compared to his older sister who talks about the potty and can count to three.
The older Sam gets, the more he will enjoy interacting with toys and other paraphernalia. Unbeknownst to Lydia, a lot of her old toys have been stored in Sam's closet, just waiting for him to be old enough to enjoy them. One by one as they come back out to play, Lydia is going to have a fit over each and every one, and she will experience the darker side of siblinghood -- sharing your old stuff.
She got a taste of that the other weekend when we put Sam in her old Bumbo seat. Her old PINK one. Hey, those things cost too much money to buy another one over the color.
Last weekend, it was Cousin Elizabeth's birthday. Next year Sam will be able to run around with the girls, but this year he worked on conserving his energy.
Here's a gratuitous photo of Sam's feet, since I'm still so amazed at his long feet and toes. Apparently Lydia is, too.
And now we're to October, which is always a happy time for me. We can usually say goodbye (and good riddance) to the 90 degree weather around here, and the holiday season approacheth -- Halloween, Thanksgiving, CHRISTMAS. We already have an idea for Sam's Halloween costume, we just have no clue for Lydia. I suppose we have our homework set out for us this month: for Lydia, a Halloween costume; for Sam, work on rolling over!
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