SNOW!!! Oh boy did it snow, and my crazy parents took me outside in the cold cold cold to watch them take turns with Ramsay riding the sled (yes, we live in Atlanta and have a sled–handed on from previous generations of Atlantans with sleds). We had a lot of outside fun. But even though Ramsay picked out the perfect carrot, the snow was too powdery for a snowperson (thank you Mimi for planting the seeds of inclusiveness that keep on blooming).
What else? Tonight Mama and Papa felt my first tooth just barely breaking through my lower left gumline. Now maybe they’ll have some sympathy for me when I cry.
Ramsay, Mama, and I just spent 2ish weeks in Lubbock with my Momo and Uncle Norwood. While there, and before the New Year, I achieved the milestone of the back-to-belly roll. And now I do it all the time. I can really get around with rolling and a little bit of scooching. I especially liked watching my big brother feed the ducks and geese with Momo. Who knew there were seagulls in Lubbock, TX? I certainly didn’t, but then again, I don’t know what any of those words mean.
Since we’ve been back, I’ve been sleeping at night in my crib, which is in what Mama and Papa have newly dubbed “the boys’ room.” (Before now, it seems to have been just Ramsay’s room. I sure hope he doesn’t resent me for the rest of our lives for that.) Anyway, we’re still just a few nights into this new arrangement, but so far so (mostly) good.
