Yesterday night I gave Dylan avocado and it proved to be a real winner as he happily gobbled it all up. But even with yummy-yummy in his tummy, Dylan was grumpy. I like to think that he gets upset because he misses me and wanted to spend the day together at home but truth is I don't know what's bothering him. I only know it's super annoying and he is one mean baby. We spent part of the night rolling around in bed like lunatic freaks playing wildly and then he ate some more before going down for the night. I promised him that this weekend we would have some fun and I would take him out for a walk so he could enjoy the summer while it's still here. Once autumn and winter sets in our outdoor activities are going to be limited and I'm afraid my little big boy is going to get cabin fever and go cuckoo.
Dylan's wild ways always have me worried these days. There have been a couple of times where I’ve caught him sitting upright in his crib trying to use the corners to lift himself up. I immediately see the future and it isn't pretty: Dylan towering over the bars as he stands in his crib only to fall over the guardrail after he attempts to break free from his prison. My weekend project will consist of lowering his crib mattress to prevent his hypothetical acrobatics and my worrisome mind from going places I never want to visit.
I am so excited to have the next three days off to spend with my little guy and we better do something fun because a promise is a promise and it must be kept!