Whispers and Shouts: Papa Meets Teddy and some Firsts

Late last night my parents flew in on a plane from Idaho. So this morning Papa got to meet little Teddy for the first time! He was, of course, smiling and cooing and loved his Papa right away.

Teddy also had a couple other firsts yesterday: his first swing on a real, outside swing, and his first experience with an exersaucer. His first roll-over is under review. Here are the ranging swing emotions:

Mild concern

Cautious intrigue

Unexpected elation

Pure enjoyment

The part where he tries to eat the zipper on his jacket

What, this old swing? Been swingin' in it for years. NBD

We were loaned an exersaucer (see below if you don't speak modern parenting tongue) that Teddy is barely big enough for. His little toes barely touch the bottom. He likes it, but I think Cal and Clark like it more than Teddy.

So much to look at/listen to/touch/eat

The boys claim that Teddy rolled over the other day. I think he came very close to rolling over and was physically encouraged to roll over by an older brother. But both older brothers are banding together and claiming that he really rolled over all by himself. The weird thing is that I haven't seen an actual roll-over since the alleged roll-over.

Teddy's first roll-over?

We spent Papa and Grandma's first day with their grandsons playing a lot of sports. Papa and the boys had a rousing, and probably irresponsible hockey game inside, we all played baseball outside, football outside, and, much to the chagrin of our downstairs neighbor, a little football inside. We also did some picnicking, grocery shopping, cooking, and took in the first innings of the first game of the World Series(Red Sox, yay!). Now Grandma and Papa have escaped the crazy world of our condo and are sleeping quietly in their comfortable quarters at Brian's parents' house. And we have a whole six and a half days left with them!