Cranky

We are on cold number 4 around here -- somehow it seems one or the other of us has been sick almost the entire month of May. This time it's James, unfortunately. He's got a cough and was not very happy today. (I'm pretty sure the germs were introduced by someone who ought to have known better, so I'm not too amused by this either. And if you're reading this, then no, it wasn't you.) And Mattie still has a terrible runny nose, though he's mostly been in good spirits. I just hope we can line up a run of good health before James's surgery.

One side effect of the boys being sick is that their sleep schedule has gone completely haywire. I was up at least three times last night with Matthew and I think Mike was up more than that with James. And you'd think that would mean they'd nap better, but in fact it was just the reverse, so we're all dragging a bit.

Matthew is enjoying his standing-up skills. He stood himself up using just the wall (with a vent on it) yesterday (and then couldn't figure out how to get back down!) This morning, he stood up on my legs and then let go for a second, just testing it out. And he's tried to walk a little hanging on to furniture, but unfortunately he's tried to do it while making a turn at the same time, which has led to some rather spectacular looking sideways wipe-outs (fortunately onto well-padded surfaces, so no harm done).

This evening, Mattie heard Mike in the bathroom talking and running his (Matthew's) bath, and he crawled from the living room (otherwise known as "baby play area") down the hall and right into the bathroom. (I was right behind him; babies aren't allowed in the hallway unattended!) Clever boy!