Du Du BAAAH!

Yeah, I don't know what it means either. Easton woke up saying it. It was like he was happily trying to tell me something. I wish I understood. I think he's feeling better already. He's still a little congested sounding when he's nursing but otherwise he's fine.

He slept in today which was nice. Once he woke up we had breakfast and I gave him his own spoon with oatmeal on it. He made a royal mess and was proud to be a big boy. Good thing I didn't give him his own bowl yet. I'd still be cleaning it up.

This is him the other night with a spoon and mashed potatoes. He put potatoes in his eye so it's all red.

Not too long after breakfast we headed up to my old hospital in Boulder to pick up a refill at the pharmacy. I ran into a former co-worker there and she told me about all sorts of changes on my old unit so I had to go investigate for myself. All my old work pals are always so glad to see Easton. They call him "our baby". "How's our baby?" they ask. It's sweet. He impressed them all, of course. One of his former nurses asked if he was 2. I was pleasantly shocked. I guess when you're used to preemies, kids that are Easton's size now look much bigger than they are. We saw a cute little set of twins in one of the NICU suites. E called one of them "doggie". It's hard to believe sometimes, that he was once so small. I did experience a fleeing anxious moment when I saw the respiratory therapist that worked on Easton. It surprised me. I didn't even know she was the RT that was there the day of his crash and resuscitation until Jason told me today. So, that surprises me even more that I inherently "knew" she had yucky memories associated with her. I don't remember a ton about that dreadful day on my own (thanks to the drugs) but Jason remembers it all and has to fill me in from time to time.

Anyway, one of my old work pals blew Mr. E a kiss. He didn't know that trick yet but I helped him blow a kiss back to her and it stuck! When we went up to have lunch with Jason, E was blowing more kisses complete with a "mmmmm" sound--his version of "mmm-wah"! I forget sometimes how quickly kids can learn things. When they want to, that is. That's how it goes in E's case, anyhow. So, a new trick: blowing kisses! I'll have to see if I can get video sometime.

In the meantime here is a little page of laundry fun yesterday. My little daredevil likes to climb in the basket. Yesterday he even rocked the basket and fell over twice. Here is video of one of the times. I "stole" this layout idea from my pal Kirsty, but in scrapbooking circles it's called "scraplifting". Hope she doesn't mind!