Peas

The poor little guy has a cold. He was up several times last night because he could not breathe through his nose. Lindsay said he seems better today. Interesting how he can be perfectly fine and happy after a long sleepless night while mom and dad are haggard and incoherent. We fed him peas last night. I was his first time eating something that was not mushy. I read that it is good for his hand-eye coordination to pick up peas. He was mostly interested in smashing them but he did manage to get a couple in his mouth. By the grimace on his face and the wrinkling of his brow we determined they are not his favorite solid food. I think chopped bananas will be next. No big plans for the weekend. Sunday we get to see Keith and Natalie. Just a little over a week until Roman's due date. I can't wait!!!