What was originally expected to be a psycho-busy weekend has turned into a laid back one thanks to the weather. One of Leigh's best friends and her husband were supposed to be visiting as were my father and step-mother. Needless to say, they all decided that discretion was the better part of valor when the monster storm was in the picture.
The fact that we had some time alone with Connor was nice. Additionally, it was serendipitous; the Spud has required a great deal of time and attention today.
It all started out pretty quietly.
Leigh fed Connor this morning, then put him back down for a nap while she took care of her Saturday morning stuff. She got back at around 10 AM, at which point both Connor and I woke up.
Other than a fairly long nap in the afternoon, Connor was up and active for the whole time after that second wake up. He ate for about half of the time and was moving around and chewing on everything in reach the rest of it. His final feeding was almost two hours long with only a short break to attempt to get him to sleep which, quite frankly, was a giant, flaming disaster.
Between the massive feedings and relatively long snoozes (one of which he embarked upon after I rocked him in his bouncy chair for about half an hour), it would appear that he has another growth spurt on the horizon. He's already over 25 inches long. I shudder to think of what size clothing he'll be in this time next week.
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