



It was almost 80 degrees today and windier than Chicago. I didn't realize exactly how warm it was outside or I wouldn't have brought my jacket and would have worn cooler clothes. But it felt GREAT. I will happily "endure" this weather in November. Well, aside from the wind, it was great weather for any day. Cooled off now about I think going into the 40s tonight (don't forget Dad's away, so we're a lil' mundane).
I decide that because it's so nice, I'm going to take Eddie for a walk and get carry-out from the Chinese place so I can have lunch AND dinner. I didn't remember that the Chinese place is all the way at the end of the strip mall furthest from us. I thought it was a mile walk, but it took 20-25 min. (stopping for pictures, of course). So, I'm inclined to think it's a little further.
Eddie did great. In the 1st and third photos, I'm trying to capture how windy it is, but Eddie's hair doesn't blow in the same manner as mine. The third photo kind of reminds me of that Memorex commercial from the 1980s. He just looked so laid back. In the second photo, that is food all over Eddie's face. He's decided he doesn't like having his face or hands cleaned--I wondered when that would happen. Today was not a day I felt like battling over that. He's clean now, in bed, but not for these close-ups. The last picture shows how mesmerized he is by the traffic flying by behind me. Usually he looks right at the camera. I can't get him to not look at the camera usually. He was practically hanging over the side of the stroller as we walked down Duke Street.
I've been reading that while feeding him, I'm supposed to let him have the spoon if he goes for it, so I've been doing this. They say repeatedly not to worry about the mess--clearly that is for Dennis-types. He was covered in Spininch tonight.
Oh and I almost forgot, he's apparently sat up twice in his crib. Dennis says he's laid him down and come back to find him sitting up. The first time it happened, I was right in the room, and kind of think I saw the end, where he was bouying himself up. But he hasn't tried it anywhere else--not even the playpen, which is where I'd expect him to try. I imagine all of a sudden one day he'll have it mastered.
My latest obsession is two-fold: Is Eddie eating a balanced diet and am I playing with him in all the right ways? That is, developmentally, am I providing him what he needs.
It's 8pm, time for bed. Gotta get caught up on sleep...
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