Back to Work

Last week was my first week back to work. It went smoothly only because I work from home and Diego was my lunch date everyday. He takes the bottle okay, but not happily and he refuses a pacifier. Charlie is happy about that because he got to add Diego's pacifiers to his growing collection. He like to go to sleep with a pacifier stuck on each finger. Diego started smiling but I've had a tough time capturing a smile in a picture. He is also continuing to get chunkier and grow out of all his newborn clothes. We went to the doctor last week to check his eyes and he weighed in at 11 lbs 10 ounces. He is still playing catch up to Charlie who was 12 lbs at 4 weeks, but I figure that Diego should get a 2 week handicap because he came early and Charlie cooked longer.

Last weekend we had so much fun visiting the waterfront park, going to the H street festival and to friend's birthday party. Charlie loved running in the fountain and did not want to leave. Luckily there was a bbq truck there and I lured him out of the fountain with promises of bbq chicken.

The birthday was so much fun and included a hard hat which Charlie refused to take off. He wanted to wear it to bed and it was the first thing he put on the next day. He calls himself a worker boy when he wears it. And he loves to help do work around the house. Here he is helping his father with the light and I'll try to upload a video of him building shelves. I think he'll surpass his father's skills by age 4....

Charlie seems to have adjusted to toddler bed. He hasn't fallen out yet, but I did find him the other night with his head and arms hanging off the back and his feet nearly upright and caught in the back rails. It didn't look comfortable, but he was fast asleep. At some point I'd love to video his sleep and watch how he does 180 turns, stays asleep and manages not to fall out.

My favorite new term is his version of cinnamon - it sounds something like cinnaminimon. One of my fond memories of maternity leave (and sadly only weekends now) was all of us sitting on the porch drinking foamy lattes. Charlie had to stick with foamy milk with cinnamon. He loves it! Here he is saying it:

I may be in the baby honeymoon phase (or maybe it helps that Diego is a much better sleeper than Charlie was) but this is the happiest time. And Carlos has started declaring that Charlie is now at his favorite age. In fact Charlie often asks for daddy over mommy. On Wednesday Charlie and I commuted to his playschool along with the thousands of other people heading to work. It was hysterical - I was pushing him in his car so he would honk his horn as he sang the Old MacDonald song at the top of his lungs as we passed by people dressed in suits and ties. The juxtaposition was the best and made me so happy.