Jonah's new hobby

Around and around and around. A(nother) visit to the ER is imminent. Jonah also runs around our coffee table and around our dining room table, often while dragging his popper behind him. This can go on for five to ten minutes at a time. What must it be like to be a toddler? Besides incredibly fun, obviously.

Jonah's other hobbies include: kissing baby Manny over and over again; staring obsessively at books with pictures of trucks; and putting various objects into his shape-sorter bin before shaking it and dumping them out, at which point he begins the process all over again. He's into repetition.

Jonah also has a new way of expressing frustration: biting! Great! His screams of despair (another mode of expression) we can ignore and actually find somewhat humorous in their pathos, but not the biting. He actually bit his dear Mama a couple days ago and so suffered a restrained time-out on my lap (facing away from me! No face-to-face attention!), as he doesn't get it that he has to stay put during time-out. (Actually, he's typically so sweet that he hasn't had much practice with time-outs.) He didn't bite again after that, though he did threaten Gabe with a bite later. Has anyone else raised a little shark?

Manny's hobbies include: staring at lights; staring at faces; and unloading half of what he just ate onto himself and/or his mother. I've never seen a baby spit up so much. I swear, it comes out by the cupful. No wonder that our laundry has increased dramatically. I'm just glad we can tell that he's chubbing up, otherwise I'd be worried that he's not keeping enough inside.

He's looking sweet here in a baby rhino shirt sent with love from his Madrina Corene and family in Pennsylvania, and a ridiculously cute hat provided by Great-Auntie Lizabeth in Iowa. All together now... Awwwww.