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The boys.

Wow. I feel like I haven't blogged in awhile. I'm pretty sure it's been upwards of a week, but I'm too lazy to check.

We've been busy and when I'm not busy, I'm lazy. Do you ever find that? It's like the busier I am, the more I'm likely to do absolutely nothing in my down time. I'd rather be moderately active all of the time - in principle - but I know it just doesn't work like that.

Abram has been sleeping a lot actually, but his nap times, for me, have consisted of pricing garage sale items, making garage sale signs, reading the Word, doing the elliptical, and showering... and sometimes trying to take a nap myself. Those don't usually work out, though, because I end up just being able to fall asleep right when he wakes up. Oh well.

So I don't know if it's something I've done or if he would have just settled into this routine regardless, but the last two weeks have been gloriously consistent for the Babram. The main thing that I've been doing different is waking him up for his first feeding in the morning. I was always kind of opposed to this, thinking that I might be depriving myself of more sleep if he happened to sleep until 7 or later. But I found that when he did that, he was totally off for the rest of the day. So instead, I have been waking him up between 6 and 6:30 (whenever I can get the motivation to get myself out of bed), nursing him, changing his diaper, and putting him back in his crib. Sometimes it takes him 10-15 minutes to go back to sleep, but he does. And then he pretty consistently wakes up for the day and for breakfast around 9-9:30.

This has been our schedule (pretty much) for the last two weeks:
6:15 - Nurse, go back to sleep
9:15 - Wake up, nurse, breakfast, play for a bit
11:00 - Nap
1:00 - Wake up, nurse, lunch
1:45 - Errands (or playtime if we don't go anywhere, but I usually try to get us out of the house)
3:30 - Nap
5:15 - Wake up, nurse, snack
6:00 - Pick up Daddy from work (which will change when we get the car our friends are giving
us!!!)
7:00 - Bottle, dinner, bath time, guitar time, reading (unless we are somewhere at night)
8:30 - Bedtime

Abram loves guitar time. Sometimes he tries to help Quinn play.

I think he's going to play guitar when he's older. He's getting a good start.

Anyway, I think that's the biggest Abram development as of late. And here are some of the other things that he is learning how to do:
-Stand without support (he's done this once for about 5 seconds!)
-Wave (just started that on Tuesday)
-High five (inconsistently)
-Sign "more" and "all done" (after we do it, but that's the first step, I think)
-Say "uh oh". It sounds more like "uh uh". But we know what he means.
-Walk along furniture (He still knows that crawling is faster, though).
-Climb onto couches if he has something to step on (like our legs)
-Drop down from couches
-He's started carrying his favorite things around in his mouth while he crawls around. His favorite thing right now is a turtle I made for him when I was pregnant. He just shoves a leg in his mouth and heads across the room. Not sure why he thinks he needs to do that. But it's pretty cute.

-Eat a wide variety of table foods including: pasta with red sauce, toast with cheese, bananas, peas, and black beans.

I want him to eat more table foods, but I have a hard time keeping stuff in the house. I am realizing how much Quinn and I eat "quick" things or go out to eat. The fact that Abram is now starting to eat what we are eating will change our eating habits, whether we like it or not... but it's all for the best.

So that's a big update on us. The garage sale went well, by the way. Most of the big stuff went, but we still have a good amount of small stuff... and a futon. This was Abram helping out at the sale:


And finally a cute video of Abram chewing on a container and subsequent funny mouth:

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