Wren is 3 months old today

Wren was born three months ago today. It feels like at least half a year has passed and he is wearing 6-12 month size clothing but the dates do not lie: he is only 13ish weeks old.

Besides being large, Wren is pretty average for his age. He turns to listen to us when we speak to him, smiles in response to a smile and has recently started to grab toys hanging in front of him. The movies below show him swatting at things and grabbing hold of some of them:





He makes lots of hoots, grunts and oo noises as well as something that sounds like "Hiee" although he talks mostly when you are talking to him and doesn't make much noise if he is playing or in his chair watching things.

Frost continues to view Wren as a toy that can be made to respond in interesting ways. He has to be watched vigilantly or he reverts to his favorite game of "make Wren scared" because he finds the reaction of open eyes and startle interesting. He will also find amusement by putting food on Wren's head and watching what happens. As you can imagine this is not well received by anyone.

We had some good news yesterday. We won a raffle at the KapKa fundraiser and the prize was a portrait with a professional photographer (this is where Joshua starts groaning). I haven't seen the voucher yet so I am not sure what is involved but I hope we can have a picture of the family with Wren in it. Suffice to say we will not be sitting in a pyramid arrangement on a black box.

Meanwhile, I saw the naturopath this morning and have been prescribed a laundry list of things to take: cod liver oil, vitamins, a chinese herbal remedy called Curing or Curin Wan for digestive health (she thinks I have no fully recoverd from the Stomach flu based on my tongue etc), exercize and a blood panel to check calcium and iron and lots of other things.

Today, Frost was off school again although his eye is now looking fine. He and I had a horrible middle of the day as Wren was crying a lot before nap and hard to set down and Frost kept running into the room shouting and refusing to leave but I was saved by television in the early afternoon in the form of a Scooby Do movie. Now, if I was televisionless in my Yurt I may have been saved by macrame or baking bread but television was great, today.