13 months

Oy. It's been a rough few days. We had some sickness smash its way through the house on Thursday. Daddy ended up at the ER due to low blood sugar as vomiting up all food is not exactly conducive to keeping it elevated. They kept him overnight so I went home to relieve a very tired Sarah (to whom I am forever indebted). However, by the time I got home, Xander and I decided daddy shouldn't be alone in illness and were up most of the night throwing up too. There are few things quite so heartbreaking as having your child wail in your arms to be fed when you can't feed them. How do you explain to a one year old at 4am that nursing=puking? Short answer: you can't. You just cry with them. :(

Everyone is feeling a bit better today and, thankfully, X seemed the most resilient to whatever evil caused the nastiness. He was holding down food by the next morning. Phew. 

But, the week wasn't all bad. Our big guy is 13 months old today! We decided to stop the monthly pictures at a year but will keep posting blog updates, of course.

Wearing mom's new hat. 

Chewing on bottle tops is almost as much fun as drinking out of them. 

He does so love petting and chasing the Dite-dog. 

Making out with the glass door. 

He still wants to hear this bear tell the Night Before Xmas every day. 

Chillin' in his chair (for about five seconds). 

Playing peek-a-boo over the bed frame. 

He really loves that talking bear. We should find him a Teddy Ruxpin. 

Riding his powerwheels backwards, showing off his belly. 

Rolling around on the floor being a huge adorable ham. 

Lights! Just say "light" and he looks up at the ceiling lights. He's learning new words all the time. 

Getting jammies on. 

Basking at Poppa's. I forgot to post this in the Father's Day post. I love this pic!!!

Looking forward to a sickness-free week. Fingers crossed!