Baby makes his blue jeans talk

Bathtime=favorite time

Sick ... again

Little boy blue, once again you're not feeling well. Last Friday you allready got hit by a fever spell, and yesterday it finally got to you. Now you've been running high temperatures all day and all night, and showing signs of having a cold again. I nearly got desperate by your unwillingness to sleep, and now feel embarrassed 'cause you've slept the entire afternoon. I SO hope the extra rest will be refreshing, and the fever will stay away tonight!

First shoes (aka first Nikes)

Peeping Flyn

Sick Baby

You've been having a cold since weeks, and yesterday I detected some spots on your chest and belly. Since you also had a slight fever, daddy took you to our GP. He diagnosed Fifth Disease (Dutch readers: 'vijfde ziekte'= de vijfde ziekte is een milde vlekjesziekte die veroorzaakt wordt door het Parvo B19-virus). You're spots got worse overnight, now you've got red patches under your eyes, and some spots on your face. It all started out with these little spots:

Though you feel drowsy, you still have fun during the day, it takes a little more effort to put a smile on your face, but it's there!

I'm a small, small boy in a big, big world ...

Me and my grandpa

Flyn says: Today is my grandpa's sixty-something birtday. Here's me and him crawling on the floor!

8 Months

Grabbing mummy's nose

(and yes, it bled afterwards, since you need a manicure)

Teaching Elvis

A vital part of every child's education should be Elvis Presley. I'm sure it 'll do my baby good to listen to Elvis, to develop a differentiated taste in music. Furthermore, Elvis is part of history. I'm a little biased, because I used to adore Elvis when I was younger (although he died when I was 11 years old). So today, when I zapped and stumbled upon an Elvis concert, I thought: now is as good a time as any to introduce you to Elvis. I sat you between my legs on the floor, which was a funny sight, wearing my chequered pj's. And see, babyboy, that's the best thing of all: Elvis wouldn't mind.

Watching Sesame Street

Little Feet

Seven months

Today is your seven-month-birthday. Also today we discovered that you get bored by your usual routine. You need more challenges, bodywise and mindwise. So we let you sit up more, in the corner of a grown-up chair. There you sit like your visiting, sharing small talk and inspecting all around you. We let you sit in your babychair too, with some new playstuff. Eating in the babychair is still a little hard; you bend forward to bite from your spoon, and subsequently drop the food from your mouth. You are used to being fed in your bouncer, leaning a little backwards.
You have been wearing your pressure helmet some time now, last week we went to have it adjusted, so now you wear it for longer hours at a time. You don't mind, luckily.
As we enter Month 8, we see so many changes in you that it's eminent you are getting bigger and wiser. Your small little world is changing into a big big world, were new experiences wait around every corner.

Chairman's Chair

Clothesline

No these are NOT your clothes. And, sorry to say, I didn't make this myself (though I could and maybe will someday). I found this variation on the flagline in a cute shop in Alkmaar. Couldn't resist it. It brightens up your room even more. And each time I pick you up to put you to bed, you look at the little clothes with sheer curiosity.

The Importance of Family

Sweet babyboy, let me tell you something about family. You are born into them, carry their genes, and lots of their traits and character. And you get along with them - like a house on fire, or, sometimes, against all common sense. In the past days we lost your greatgrandmother and her oldest son (who's my uncle). Your greatgrandmother got to meet you just once, but you did leave a mark in her memory. We will treasure our memories of her, so we can tell you one day, that for six+ months of your life you had a greatgrandmother.
Family, even the ones you didn't know, leave a legacy. One for you to follow, or one for you to build onto. Everyday you are becoming more of YOU, but never forget: family are for always. In your life and in your heart.

First meatcontaining meal

On the beach

Yes, that's your happy feet kicking the air. On our first ever vacation with you, we took you to the beach on a hot summer's day. And it was fun. You slept, you drank, you looked around, you even dipped your feet in the great big sea. As if you were thinking: 'I've done it all now', you started whining, so we took you to a beachbar to give you your bottle, clean you up, and - also important - get something to eat ourselves. We thoroughly enjoyed the week by the Northsea with you, despite the discomforts. First of all, we left home with you suffering from a bad diarrhoea. Daddy went to the pharmacy to get some stuff to prevent dehydration, and some cream for your soar little bum. Also you got very obstinate when we offered you your bottles of formula. You only wanted to drink when lying flat (on the floor, on the grass, on the bed etc.). So we're getting used to feeding you this way, moving you upwards after some minutes. But then there's the times you don't wanna drink milk at all. It's tough to discover what the real reason for this change is. Most likely it's the fact that you're teething, which also explains your sudden cries in the middle of the day or night. We have been enjoying you however, despite these little troubles. You've laughed with devotion, learned new things and requited our love for you with a passion. Sometimes we forget that you were born just over six months ago, still a little baby. So much character, so truly YOU!
Well, little one, overall it's been a wonderful week.

Pressure helmet, Part 2

Today we went to the instrumentmaker again, for the fitting of the pressure helmet.

picture 1: the unveiling of the helmet!


Flyn got to try on the interior wrapper, which looked very funny.
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After the the therapist cut the interior wrapping to size (leaving room for ears and eyes :-), Flyn finally got to wear his helmet for the first time. He looks kind of cute, with the white helmet covered with little bears.

pictures 6 and 7



The helmet will be ready to wear in a week and a half. From then on, Flyn will get to wear the helmet 22 hours a day. To be continued ...