Eddie is watching James with increasing concern these days.  James has always loved his kitty, but now, James can get to the kitty on his own and he moves FAST!  Up until today he’s mostly been pulling himself across the floor with his arms, but he’s getting better and better at crawling.  Today he’s hardly crept at all, and has managed to follow me from the kitchen to the living room on his hands and knees!  Yay, James!

He’s pulling himself up on everything now too, including the couch that has been Ed’s baby free haven.  Poor kitty.  James hasn’t been happier though!  He can get to everything – nintendos, garbage cans, kitty food and fur!  What’s not to love!

I bought a baby gate yesterday (and am all proud to have installed it myself – with the drill!) so now Ed is learning to jump over and find a safe place to sleep.  James follows him that far and then stands hanging on to the gate while Eddie curls up on the boot mat to have a little nap.

James has learned a new skill – to scream when he is upset!

Can’t have mommy’s playing cards?  SCREAM!  Can’t have the remote?  SCREAM!  No coffee?  wine?  Can’t bite the kitty?  SCREAAAM!

Then he gets distracted and it’s blah, la, la, haaa!  He’s babbling so much more in the last few days, today when I tried to feed him, I swear to you he said “yeuch!”

Funny baby 🙂

Also, we bought his big boy car seat (shh!  It’s his Christmas gift!)  A Britax Boulevard and it is spectacular. I’m so in love with it, I hope he likes it too!  It cost us an insane $350, but he’ll be in a 5-point harness until he’s 65 pounds, so it’s totally worth it.  Besides, with all the 12 hour car trips we do, he needs a comfy place to plunk his little bum!  The only sad thing is, it doesn’t come in cowmooflage, like the Marathon does.

Wow, I’m excited about a car seat.  What have I become?

What’s lazier than a kitty?  Eddie has some unusual sleeping positions, this is my favourite!

Never leave your child’s pablum unattended.

In other news . . .

James’s first little passport has arrived already!  He looks kinda dopey in it, actually, but Mom says everyone’s passport picture is bad!

“I think Eddie found a mouse”

“Good kitty Eddie!!!”

“CHA-CHA-CHA-CHA-CHA-CHA-CHA!”

SO not a sound a mouse makes.  Or Eddie.  Or James.

Paul got the flashlight out and shone it under the stove.  He made a concerned face and told me that it’s “bigger” than a mouse.  But he saw fur.  Oh. Dear. God.  He checked again and found .  .  . a squirrel.

Now what do we do?  How do we resce a poor little squirrel from our big brute of a kitty?  We can’t catch it, that’s for sure, but we’re not letting it live here!

Eddie’s keeping it under control until we figure it out, though!