Saturday Randoms!

I just had to share this video! Hasting REALLY enjoys his bath time! He loves his water to be extra warm, and would stay in there for an hour if we let him! He likes to slash water all over whoever is giving him a bath! We are going to work on introducing some bath toys within the next 2 weeks or so and see how he does. He hasn't really grasped the concept of grabbing things yet, but we are thinking this may help him out some.

We are trying to work on more tummy time with Hasting to build up his neck muscles more. He HATES tummy time, and does nothing but wine the whole time he is on his tummy.

He is doing MARVELOUS with his sleep schedule. He will take between 1-2 good 2-3 hour naps during the day, but other than that he is wide awake the whole day. This has really helped him sleep his 6-8 hours through the night. He has gotten into the routine of bath time around 7:30 & his last bottle around 9:00. He is typically asleep between 9:30 & 10, but is always in his crib by 9:30.

He is eating like a pig these days. He is now taking 6oz at every feeding, with an occasional 7oz. I usually give him 7oz for his last feeding before bedtime because I read on a website that if you give them a little more than usual before bed they will sleep better & longer.. and so far it's been working for us!

We had some good weather here the other day, and although neither Chad nor I were feeling 100% we wanted to get Hasting outside to enjoy the weather. He sat up in his stroller like a big boy for the first time! We took a long walk down our road, and Hasting really enjoyed it. He was cooing and making noises and just a kicking his feet for the whole ride!

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