In the past few weeks, when Nate would get really cranky, I would sit him on my lap and play piano for him. In the beginning, it was hard because he would squirm around and practically slam his head on the keys, but he was always fascinated with the sound. He could be screaming mad, but once we start playing, it's like a switch goes off and he starts kicking his feet and smiling and squealing. He really likes musicals, but his favorite is Ben Folds. About a week ago, he started singing. I think he recognized the song and all of a sudden we hear a long, drawn-out "Aaahhh..." So precious.
Nate's holding his head up really well now, though he doesn't seem to be close to rolling over. And that tooth I mentioned a couple weeks ago? It's definitely there, just waiting to pop through the skin. I started giving him Tylenol before bed and he is sleeping SOOOOO much better -- 7.5 hours Saturday night and 8.5 hours last night. It is rocking my world.
Nate and Herman
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