Friday Sean got shots. Poor guy is having to get his 'make up' shots because he's missed some immunizations. He was crabby all weekend. He had a fever off and on all weekend. He wasn't happy unless he was being held. Poor baby. The best part of a sick baby is getting to cuddle with them and having a great excuse why things aren't getting done. :)
Sean is a squawker. We think he must have had a sibling who took care of
him, give him what he wanted when he squawked at them. We're trying to
break this habit and having him "use his words". This hasn't been an
easy task. There is usually a tantrum before he settles down and then we
give him what he wants.
Sean started calling me Mama right away and is now calling Howard Dada.
Its pretty cute and we love it. That was one of my concerns...what
should the foster children call us? It made it easy he started calling us by those names on his own.
Some pictures from the past week.
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| with Grandpa...my parents and MarLi came over for dinner and Sean wouldn't go to anyone...all of a sudden he went over to my dad. |
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| Sean and Grammy at the Zoo |
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| I love this pic...chillin' with dada |
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| He loves bubbles! (so does Portia!) |
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