The cliche is true; kids grow so quickly. Our search for childcare has ended (I hope; fingers crossed). Until the deal is sealed, I won't write out the details, but it's the third best thing (next to one of us, or a grandparent). It will really make me feel more secure about going back to work.
Ethan is 4 1/2 months old today. Four and a half months! There are times when I remember being pregnant like it was yesterday. I can still clearly recall the day he was born and it makes me sad that one day those details will become fuzzy. He started eating brown rice cereal two weeks ago and he's mostly liked it. The other day we started bananas. He loves bananas! I mush about 1/3 of one up in the food mill and thin it out with a little breastmilk and he goes to town. Next up is sweet potatoes and then maybe pears or some squash. I have to admit that I'm pretty excited about this latest development. Is it sad that I'm looking forward to a weekend night at home, pureeing and making baby food? I mean, two years ago my weekend nights were all generally spent in bars listening to music, usually closing the place down. Now, it's almost 11pm as I type this and I think it's super late.
And Halsey. Halsey who looks more and more like his dad everytime I see him. Halsey who makes me-- all of us, really-- laugh when he tilts his head to the side and says, "It will be fun," so matter of factly. Halsey who is obsessed with helicopters and guitars, who loves to draw on the sidewalk with chalk and who is a great conversationalist. Most recently, he's been learning about safety around the house. He can open the front door by himself and has been known to slip out oh-so-quietly (he's never made it farther than the front porch before he's busted). We've talked about how he can only go outside with an adult. He can only cross the street when he's holding hands with an adult. He can (fill in the blank) with an adult. Of course, in three-year old speak, he says "I can only go outside with a dult." With a dult. How cute is that? These are things I hope we never forget.