Memorial Day

We had a nice holiday weekend at home. On Saturday we met up with the Dunbars at Huntley Meadows Park. It really felt like summer - hot and sticky. Elliott was not as excited about all the snapping turtles, snakes, and geese as three-year-old Teaghan was. In fact, he got whiny and was reaching for me. So John handed over the Ergo and I put Elliott on my front. I nursed him as we walked -- first time trying that -- and he actually fell asleep. That's the first time in many months he's fallen asleep for me in a carrier, though the babysitter has luck with the sling. I guess I just usually don't have the patience for that anymore. If he's on my back it's because I'm busy with cooking or laundry and need to make sure he's safe and not tugging at my heels. If it's time to sleep, I'm heading straight for where I want him to be - the bed.

The faucet in the bathroom at the Nature Center woke him up, and then he enjoyed our picnic. He and John took turns offering each other carrot and water.

On Monday we had Adrian and Stef over for brunch and later met up with Karey, Tyler and Henry at a jazz festival in Fort Ward Park. These boys play together differently now -- they want whatever the other one has. It didn't seem quite as troublesome as Elliott's interactions with Joey on that front, but Elliott did upset Henry with his in-your-face happy squeals.