You have had one very eventful week! I stopped nursing you a week ago and it has been fairly difficult for you. You cried a bunch the first night in the middle of the night and then Sunday morning you just constantly lunged at me trying to bite at my shirt in order to get me to nurse you. This lasted a day or so, then I thought that we had weathered the storm and everything was great. Until this morning... while I was getting dressed you crawled over to me at the bed and tried latching on. Dad was with me and when I said 'no Marcus' you looked at me and grinned with your goofy smile where your nose is wrinkled up and then you laughed as if to say "ha mom I was just joking and trying to see what you would do!" Oh how I wish that I could have recorded that moment!
You also bonked your head pretty good this week too. You fell down trying to pull yourself into a standing position on the chair. You got your first really big bruise on you as a result. There was a goose egg and I had to ice it to get the swelling to go down.
Your favorite game right now and this week in particular is to have me chase you. We start in the bedroom and then you run into your room and shriek with laughter as I chase you saying "fee fi fo fum!" Once you are in your room you try to find a spot to hide and then I pick you up and tickle you as you laugh and laugh. We repeated the process a good 10 or 15 times. It was fabulous, such a great memory.
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