Bah! I've started around 50 replies and keep getting interupted, and then there are more posts to respond to! I'll try to do my best and remember everything...
Re: Facebook--I think I have everyone now. Apart from Kosh and Skweek, but I seem to remember that you don't have an account, right Kosh? And as for Skweek, well, she's probably stuck in that first 6 week period. Hopefully we'll hear from her soon!
Storm--things seem to get rougher and rougher, and I'm sorry. It's good that little L doesn't seem to remember, though. But that's awful about the creche--how do they even come up with insane fees formulas like that? My sister, who is having her first in January, is freaking out because she's discovered that it's close to $2,000/month for daycare in Toronto, which is insane. But I'm glad that L enjoyed her day.
Angel--what a beautiful card! If that's not your strongest work, then I'd really love to see some of your "better" stuff. Oh, and re: the FB pics, it's the same as you said; the ones on there are pre-baby by a number of years. But I'd really like to get back to an approximation of that weight!
You were talking about D and S not liking lumps. I know this is for age 12+, but Gerber makes this spaghetti stuff with little tiny "wheels." Even though it's not the right "age," I actually think that these wheels would be a very easy way to start with lumps. Do you have Gerber over there?
Kosh--oh hun. I'm sorry it's tough again. So Gael is still sick? Is it the same thing (ear), or something else now? I suppose it means that his sleep is no better, either. I don't know what to say other than:
Borboletta--J's been wearing fleece sleepers for a while (because I have no idea how a blanket would work in a crib). BUT, I'm in the North, where we've had deep snow and freezing temps since October, so that may not be appropriate for Texas... Otherwise, I'd be using cotton sleepers and Halo Sleeping Sacks.
As for T crawling, but not in the rest of the house, I've got to say, that sucks. When we opened up the living room (ie. removed the Pack 'n Play that blocked his access) to allow J to roam the rest of the downstairs, it was like a whole new world had opened up for all of us. We've baby proofed basically all of it, so I don't worry so much about him, and don't feel like he's always on top of me. Too bad T's not like my cat who would happily follow kitty treats to wherever we want her to go, like a trail of breadcrumbs... Does he like cookies?
SK--Poor Finn! Though I'm surprised that he's remained unharmed for so long! We don't even know where J gets the red marks on his head and face anymore. I've heard of this, though. That at a certain age they get strong enough to arch themselves out of the bouncer.
Re: Christmas gifts (which is so close to his birthday--Dec. 16th--that I am only now realizing how much money Christmas is going to cost us in the future!), J is getting a small guitar. Not a toy one, but a real one for children. He's obsessed with the guitar, and OH taught him a while ago how to strum and pluck at the strings, instead of just grabbing onto them. I think that'll be it for both birthday and Christmas, though. The rest of the family can shower him with gifts that he won't remember or care about.
Claire--I'm glad that you've rejoined the thread! Don't worry about catching up--we just gab and gab and gab, most often about sleep, teething and weaning (and often, cats), so it's not so hard to find a foothold in the conversation. And we LOVE members! I'm so sorry about your mother, though. It must have been very tough on you. And having a little one that doesn't sleep can't help much either.
ETA: I just read over your post and saw that your mother recovered! That will make a happy Christmas for all, I assume!
Leeze--so do you think Kia was just tired when you picked her up from the creche? And thank you for the not-really-CIO support. Last night was weird. He started crying at 3:30 (a VERY odd time for him), and my husband and I stood outside his door, repeating over and over again--"should we go in? I thought we said we wouldn't. But he's crying--what if something's wrong? We should go in. But we said we wouldn't..." And on and on and on, until we realized that he had gone back to sleep long before we had made a decision.
Tonight will be a challenge, though, because he was teething earlier today. So, I'm sure we'll both be at his door again, trying to figure out what to do and be even more unsure of ourselves because there will be a chance he's in pain... Oh, this is such a confusing business!
Rowan--How is it that M has so many teeth already??? I imagine it must be hell to go through, but man, I'd like this over with. Four. We have FOUR, with other mystery teeth (which ones are they? We don't know. How far along are they? We don't know...) vaguely on their way in. In fact, I think everyone but S and D have more teeth than J. And just watch, the twins will outstrip J any day now.
So, I am so loving Amazon.ca. We never could get anything good off of the Canadian site, until suddenly, now we can! I've ordered two cookbooks, the duck book (again, major fail. So no kitty book for us... Though yesterday in the bath, he was at one end of the tub, and his rubber duckies were at the other end, and he all of a sudden flew forward, yelling "DUCK!!!") I also received my bread machine and made my first loaf today (soooo much easier than that first time!) and am awaiting my 5 qt slow cooker. My husband has a small one, and I've been making some meals in that, and it is amazing for BLW. The meat is just so tender and breaks off so easily, and the veggies and potatoes are so soft that J can eat an entire meal with no difficulties. Today we had Hungarian Goulash. Plus, it's helping him learn how to use a fork, because spoons suck. He keeps on turning them upside down to get them to his mouth, and for all his experiments with his sippy cup and gravity, Sir Isaac Jonah has yet to understand how exactly gravity affects food upside down on a spoon. He keeps getting the spoon so confidently to his mouth and then gets this very confused look on his face when it's strangely empty.
Well, I hope I haven't forgotten anyone, or anything. I have what time it is in England programmed on my phone, but it's gone dead, so I still have no idea what time it is across the pond. But it's bedtime here.
Oh, but talking about phones, I've been battling it out with J since forever over my iPhone--if it's in reach, he wants it. I then remembered an old BlackBerry we have, charged it up and gave it to him. Oh, he is SO happy! He toddles along with it in both hands, chewing on the rubber part, pressing the buttons and oh, the look of pride on his face! I had once given him one of our portable phones with the batteries out, but he wasn't buying it. If it didn't light up or make sound, then it was obviously a fake. But we were so afraid that he'd accidentally call 911 (999 for you?) that we couldn't risk it. This phone? No phone plan. It's awesome.