I've Been Shot!

Oy, dudes, this flu shot site hurts. Now I'm gonna feel really bad when Easton gets his. It just feels bruised. I'm such a complainer lately.

Alrighty, well Easton is already seeming healthier. His cough is WAAAAAY less frequent and his nose hasn't run since Sunday. Being the bad person that I am I took him to Gymsters today anyway just to make sure to expose everyone. Okay, not really, but if his nose wasn't running and he's really not coughing and he's certainly not feverish then I think I'm just like the other parents. Maybe better. He had fun today. They set up some monkey bars over the ball pit so he could hang up there and then drop in. Way fun! He loved it. I really like how this place rearranges their stuff every week. It makes it seem new each time, yet still familiar like kids like.

Eastie slept till 8 today again. Yay! Then he did his morning routine. Okay, it's not really his routine but today he did brush his teeth:

And he also worked on preventing unsightly neck sweat:

He appears to have his pits confused with his neck/shoulder area. He always puts his thermometer at his neck like that too instead of under his arm. We'll have to work on that one.

Oh, and here I grow again:

That's from today. It is a maternity shirt but I'm still buttoning up my regular jeans under there. Not sure how much longer that'll last but it's still working for now. Good thing because I HATE my maternity jeans. They never stay up. I must've ordered 'em too big. But hey, I thought I'd go overdue...oops, silly me!

When we got home from Gymsters today Easton kept asking to go night night again. This is just getting too weird. He did that the other night too. Today he only ate 3 bites of lunch or so and in between each bite he tried to head upstairs. Sheesh. I hope he knows what his little body needs but one would think he would need to eat occasionally. He ate 3 bites of his pancake this morning and refused everything else. Feeding him is challenging to say the least. Because he doesn't eat and is so underweight I often feel like I'm failing him. I just don't believe in forcing food in him...that can't be good either. He does grow and he sleeps through the night...all good indicators that things are on track. We'll see what our new to-be-determined doctor thinks about his weight. Teresa *sniff*sniff* wasn't ever too concerned about his size.

I'm not sure what we'll be up to this afternoon. It's a free day at this one place I've been wanting to check out but it's a bit of a trek so we'll see. We've got swimming tonight but J won't make it. They're having a work party to celebrate the launch of Live Local (or whatever they call it). Other than that I think you're all up to date. Happy voting!

Oh, and I changed the same time last year video and pic. It's from E's first trip to the beach (in Alabama) when he was 10 months old. And, check out this funny ticker:

In early pregnancy it says things like, "I've already got more brain cells than Paris Hilton". Tee hee!