Well, I look on the blog and apparently the last time I wrote was back in June. So, either it's quite difficult to have a baby at home or I'm just lazy. You decide. My sisters turned 42 last week. If anything makes you realize your own age more than your own birthday, it's your siblings. So, that reminds me that my 30th birthday is coming up at the end of this month. I will be 48 when Beckett graduates from High School. Really not all that bad in the grand scheme of things. My own parents were even a bit older than that. It just makes me wonder if Beckett being a toddler (someday soon) will make me feel younger or older. Having to chase after a 2-year old can be quite tiring and if I think that I'm tired now, just wait!
The 4th of July didn't bother Beckett a bit, but it bugged the heck out of the dog. Spike (www.dogster.com/?138056) was terrified and slept with us for 2 nights. I don't understand the point of drinking and setting off explosives. To me, it's just not fun. We've decided that we need to start taking Beckett to the real fireworks shows as a young'un, then he'll just think the ones you set off on your own are stupid.
My last bit for the day - Beckett has taken to screaming at night. Not crying, not fussing - SCREAMING! At the top of his lungs, in that ear piercing way. I don't know if it's some of his colic left over or what, but he won't let you comfort him. In fact, I don't think he even knows he's being held when he's screaming. The only thing that will quiet him down is food. I know, not a good habit to start, but I don't know what else to do. Any advice would not be unsolicited.
Have a great day... I know our family will.