This week was also a sign that our baby is now a little boy. Lots of growing up *sigh*. L moved from a high chair to a booster chair, and we started potty training. He's in pull ups, and although he hasn't quite figured out what he needs to do on the toilet, he is agreeable. I feel like potty training is the last step in having a baby. From there, they just become more and more independent and the kisses and hand-holding wane. He is already trying to be independent, entering the terrible twos. Everything is "no" and how far can I push it? I have a feeling after all the medical stuff he has been forced to cooperate with, he may be a little more difficult through this stage, feeling like he needs a little more control over himself. We are trying to give him some independence, but two year olds don't have very good judgment and need a little guidance.
We have taken a break from isolation. It is an experiment. Now that his body has been recovered for nearly a month without illness, we will see if he catches anything. L went to church, in the toddler room with the other kids, today, and we have been in crowds this week.
Enjoy the photos!