Entirely too much has happened in the last two weeks. My brain may explode.
The Czar got over his fever pretty quickly, though I was terrified his brain was going to boil. He still seems smart enough, so I figure we're good for now.
More importantly, I got a brand new nephew on January 28! Matyas "Max" Donald D. came into the world at 8lbs 2oz and 20 inches. He's been dubbed Peanut Butter (The Czar's nickname is Butter, and since Max is smaller and a little yellow due to some jaundice) and he and the Czar will take over the world.
My boy is thisclose to crawling. He's doing this inchworm-like thing right now. We can place a toy a couple of feet in front of him and he'll pull his knees up and stretch out a few times in order to grab it. He's also added a one-armed Army crawl into the mix. What can I say? He's brilliant.
He figured out rolling over a couple of months ago, then dropped it like the proverbial hot potato. In the last two days he's picked it up again and can roll over without so much as a grunt. All of these new things have me well and truly terrified.
What else? I'm sure there's something, but it took me two days to write this post, so I'm just gonna go ahead and wrap it up now.
P.S. I have pictures, but Blogger is being a bitch.
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