Happy July 4th!

Day 124

Simon had his first trip to McDonald’s today.  I was craving some fries.  I thought I’d let Simon have a sniff of my chicken McNuggets.  I don’t think he wanted to give them back… look at his expression…


We went to Ron’s parents house for a late afternoon BBQ.  Simon fell asleep on the ride down there and slept about 1.5 hours before being up again for 3 hours.  He started to get really cranky when he wanted to go back to sleep and basically screamed until he was crying… it took a while to calm him down and eventually he konked out.  Here he is in his new crib.


Unfortunately he did that a few times; crying his head off because he wanted to sleep.  There were too many things to see and too much activity so he thought he didn’t want to go to sleep and everyone wanted to keep on playing with him.  We have to make ourselves be better about putting him to bed when he looks tired so we won’t have to spend 20 minutes calming him down so that he will rest.  I was so sad when he was crying and wailing and even as he was calming down, he was hiccoughing and couldn’t fall asleep until the hiccups stopped.

Once we got home though, he was his normal happy self.  Probably realizing it was home and we would be giving him his bath and putting him down to sleep for the rest of the night.  We had dressed Simon in red, white, and blue for Independence Day.


Before bath time, Ron had Simon do this exercises to strengthen his core muscles.  Ron holds him by the arms and lets Simon move back and forth, side to side, and around. (Sorry video is horizontal again, I have to remember that I can’t flip it so I should film it the other way).

After his bath, he was still all smiles.  We have two hooded bath towels, one Elmo and this one of Tigger.


After his bath, Simon went to sleep but not quietly.  He kicked Winnie the Pooh out of his way.


Ron fell asleep too and he was snoring… and Simon was snoring too. You can’t really see anything in the video… but turn up the volume to hear the commentary and snoring.

Ahh… my boys!

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