Talking to Grandma

It was a busy weekend. I went to the playground (pictures later), I stayed up late and got up early. Fortunately I got some good naps during the day. Mommy and daddy didn’t seem to do as well. Yesterday I talked to Grandma a bit. She will be coming to visit me next month.

Mary sitting in her swing, reaching out to the phone. Mary holding the phone upside down talking into it.

So Tired

I had my nine-month check-up yesterday. The doctor said that I am getting my first tooth. He said that it will probably come in in the next few days and once that comes in then my second tooth will probably follow pretty quickly. I guess that my earlier fever was partly because of that. I have been tired around the house lately because of the tooth and because I haven’t been sleeping as much as I used to at daycare.

Mary sitting on the kitchen floor looking up at the camera. She has just pulled the blanket off her head and her hair is sticking up in the back. Mary sitting on the kitchen floor with her pink blanket over her head.

Feelin’ Fine

I am recovering from my cold. I was able to go back to daycare this afternoon. I have a little cough but I feel much better and I am able to get around the house more.

Mary in her orange 'G is for Giraffe' outfit, on her hands and knees by the refridgerator with her mouth open an inch away from an apple that mommy is handing her.

Mary in her orange 'G is for Giraffe' outfit, on her hands and knees by the refridgerator smiling at the camera.

My First Trip To The Emergency Room

Mary in her hospital gown in the waiting room of the hospital. She is sitting in mommy's lap and looking back over her left shoulder. Mary standing at a magazine end table looking up and smiling. Her hands are palm down on the table and she is looking up and smiling. I got sick at daycare the other day. My mommy and daddy got really worried because I was vomiting and had a lot of diarrhea so they took me to the emergency room. We left at around 6:30 PM and we didnt’ get back until late, like after 10:30. I think that is the latest I have ever stayed up. I was very tired.

Mary in front of mommy. Mommy is holding her hand so that she can walk. Mary holding up a Sports Illustrated magazine. When I got there they gave me my own ‘gown’ that I got to wear around the hospital. It was a little revealing but it breathed well. While we were there I paced around the waiting room, because I heard that is what you are supposed to do. After I had enough pacing I decided to check out the magazines. You know, to have something to chew on. But most of the magazines in the waiting room were older than me. I mean, really, how am I supposed to keep up with current events?

Mary in front of a table looking directly into the camera. Mommy is behind her looking off to the right. Mary looking at mommy with her hand on mommy's upper arm as if asking her an intimate question. Eventually we got called back and I met a nice nurse who talked with me a bit. I got a little fussy (nosey) so mommy and daddy took turns walking me around in their arms so that I could see what everyone else was there for. After I played a little the doctor came over and decided that I have the Rotavirus. It is not too serious but I have to stay home from daycare and I miss all my friends. Mommy says that I can’t go because I will catch them my cold, or something. Mommy and daddy are trying to give me lots of fluids so that I stay hydrated.

Mary on her belly on a hospital gurny. She is looking at the camera and the hospital gown is flowing open revealing her diaper. She looks frustrated. Mary in front of mommy looking up at her questioningly. So I stayed up vomiting last night and I am home from daycare today also. My pictures may not be as fun for the next few days. I will try to make up for it later.

Having My Own Picnic

I had a picnic in the kitchen today. I ate my food by myself. I can’t be bothered to wait so I drank my milk while trying to pick up all my bits of food and put them in my mouth.

Mary sitting on the kitchen floor holding up a piece of food. Mary sitting on the kitchen floor. She has a bottle in her mouth hanging by the nipple with no support.