Boy Oh Boyers

Alright, I ate one. A fried Snickers bar at the State Fair. Yes, I did. And Tom ate fried Oreos (wait, maybe that was Mary). Anyway, the point is I think they must do fireworks at the State Fair, because I sho'nuff have been hearing them. Just when I thought I could settle down and go to bed (thus disturbing Tom who has been there for quite a while now), I'd approach the bedroom door stealthily when I'd hear "POP! POP! POP POP POP!!" outside. Sheesh, no reason to try to go to sleep with all that commotion. So I gave up for a few minutes, and next thing you know here I am posting some pictures of the day and darnit if it's not almost 11pm! Boy, I'm going to regret this tomorrow. Oh well, the blog must go on.

As you'll see in some upcoming pictures of the day, Rowan's life is filled with variety lately. He goes to Leah's on Mondays, and last week Mary came over on Wednesday to let me focus on work for a while. Tim babysat on Friday evening while Tom and I went out, and Karis comes over on Friday mornings. Oh, and I forget about the weekly (sometimes several) visits to my office where Rowan (usually quietly) sits in on meetings or even classes. Then there was last weeks' trip to Daddy's office so I could get a flu shot. Wow, did Tom's coworkers go nuts over our little cuddlebug! I'm afraid we disturbed every cube in the whole building with all the squealing and hollering, and that doesn't even count the noise Rowan made! :-)

The milk-free nights are continuing. I don't know how long it's been but it's been long enough to know we are not going to have to revert to midnight feedings again (at least not for this baby. Ha ha). Won't be long now 'till we "Ferberize" -- that is, gradually teach Rowan to go to sleep (and put himself back to sleep at 3am) without our intervention. I guess we'll do that in a week or so once Rowan and I get back from our conference in Orlando. Grandmommy and Disney World, here we come!