Flirting
Originally uploaded by navratil
This is the best pic we have to date of Pete's come hither look. Such a flirt.

Actually, not Christmas morning. Really the evening of the 28th, but that's when we celebrated Christmas with Joe's family. Pete got lots of presents that he liked looking at, but not opening. Most of the time, the inside was pretty neat to look at, but he especially liked teething on the hangers. We could have all bought hangers and he would have been happy.
Isn't he a little charmer? Pete's totally intrigued by the camera. So much so that he often looks blankly at it anytime the orange pre-flash light goes on. Annoying. This time, though, I clicked fast enough to get a smile from him.
Dictated by Claire:
"I like to laugh with Pete when somebody says BOO! And we had a rattle worm and we laughed when you [Debbie] said BOO! And it was so funny."
Will ya look at those eyelashes?
Pete has had some trouble with sleep lately. Saturday night/Sunday morning, he got croup... probably from Claire, who'd had it a little over a week prior to this weekend. That night, he slept with us in the bed most of the time, and I nursed him to sleep anytime he woke up coughing his little head off. But we woke at 5:30 and couldn't get back to sleep that way, so then he sat in his bouncy seat in the family room while I slept on the couch out there.
Sunday night/Monday morning, we slept in his bouncy seat in the crib. That seemed to work until around 4, and then he moved into the bed with us again. Joe stayed home with him Monday, during which he alternately slept in the swing, the bouncy seat, or Joe's arms.
Monday night, he slept in the swing or my arms part of the night, but did get some time on his back. Last night, he was in the swing until 9ish, then on his back in the crib until 2 (with a brief nursing break in the middle there), and then he was nursing/in my arms until my alarm went off at 5:30.
Poor guy. The congestion is terrible, and I'm not sure when it's going to pass, but all we can do is keep him upright until it works its way through... and then battle getting him back to sleeping in the crib regularly.