Tuesday, May 30, 2006

'If someone wants a sheep, then that means that he exists.' Antoine de Saint-Exupery, "The Little Prince"
The boy is getting really good at reaching for things. Not, however, to be confused with grabbing things, that skill is currently at only about 10% accuracy, though it's getting better quite quickly.

He loves this toy, and keeps trying to get his mouth around it. This is, mercifully, quite impossible as the top part spins and when he gets his mouth on it, it moves. Needless to say it's quite frustrating for him and I have to take the toy away after about 10 minutes because he really starts to wail.

To feed or not to feed is the question these days. Aidric's pediatrician says not til he's 6 months old. The French are watching with horror the obesity crisis in the US and so are holding back on starting babies on solids too soon, babies, they say, can get all of their nutrients with just breast milk/formula. Combine that with the increase in food allergies and you get some very cautious French pediatricians.

However, Sean is a stick and always has been and I was a cambodian boat child well into my 20's (Except for when I was pregnant) so I'm not too worried about the obesity thing. There are so many other factors to consider though, the varying opinions are mind boggling. And then if you decide to go ahead and introduce solids there are a plethora of opinions on what to start feeding first. Can I just say that I do not remember it being this confusing the first time around, or is J just lucky to be alive because I played it fast and loose while rasing her?

Aidric is doing plenty of traveling with us. We did a long weekend in Madrid a few weeks back and last weekend we visited Montpellier. We are suddenly very aware of how very little time we have left and Aidric's birth really threw a monkey wrench into our travel schedule. So we are getting in as many weekends away as possible while at the same time starting to make lists of things to sell, things to ship ahead, things to pack to take with and a whole collection of lists about the move itself.

Aidric is a stoic traveler, he takes it all in stride and seems to understand his parents manic love of seeing new places. Maybe he'll catch the bug too.
A view of Biaritz. Doesn't it look just like La Jolla! There were tons of American surfers there on this day.



The men in blue on the road to Madrid



There were 10 of these number sculptures, 0-9, and yes I made the boys take a picture in front of every one of them. I won't post them all though.



The Parque del Retiro is in downtown Madrid. The park is huge and has something for everyone. We took Aidric to the playground for his first trip down a slide.



Aidric kicking back in the hotel in Montpellier. It was darn near 90 outside and poor Aidric dind't know what to make of it. He was a cranky kid so we got back to the room and the air conditioning.



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