Connor still has a cold (runny nose - helped along by lots of nose drops) and an ear infection (not sure if it is a continuation of the first ear infection or a 2nd one) but he has it. He has been on meds since Wednesday and I think is feeling better although he is still super congested. Poor guy. I got a Christmas card from my friends Brian and Iana (blog "A Ham Full") and it says "Wishing for a Silent Night" - how true is that? Well, they have 3 kids under 3. We just have our Connor but he is just not a sleeper. He finally got the hang of it (i.e. I wasn't expecting to be woken up at night) when he got sick and now we aren't sure if he will ever sleep through the night again. Nearly all of our friends with kids (younger and older and same age as Connor) have kids that rarely wake up - ever. We actually baby sat (i.e. watched him on the video monitor) for Will when we were back in Baltimore visiting . . . he was easy - never peeped. 10 minutes after his parents left the house a huge tow truck pulled up right in front of the house (and thus right outside his window) and it proceeded to unload a car for 50 minutes - VERY LOUDLY! Will didn't move! What a great little sleeper. We have determined that although Connor can sleep - when he tries and isn't sick - he isn't that kind of sleeper. Luckily Connor was in the basement with the sound machine and didn't peep until after the tow truck left.
Connor has also learned the word "no". He actually learned it several weeks ago and I am just now getting around to writing about it - mainly since he has been sick and will not nap in his crib at nap time - leaving me little time (when Colin isn't using the laptop at night and I am not exhausted) to update the blog. Anyway, it is so hilarious. For now, all is no's are pretty sweet and innocent.
Me: "Connor do you want to take a bath?"
Connor: "Naa" (while shaking his head)
Me: "Connor do you want to take a nap?"
Connor: "Naa" (while shaking his head)
If you ask him what the Doctor says about monkeys jumping on the bed . . . he will say "Naa Naa" while waving his finger back and forth.
Oh, and since it has taken me nearly a week to publish/ finish updating this post. Connor doesn't like SANTA. We waited in a very short line on Tuesday night at the local mall for the "best looking SANTA" (according to Aunt Cathy). Well, Santa may be good looking (debatable if you ask me) but Connor wasn't looking his best. He loved Santa all the way up until my arms left him in Santa's lap. Seriously, he was waving at Santa, clapping for Santa, eating his sugar cookie and "talking" to Santa . . . and then . . .
So today, I set out to obtain a better picture with Santa. I took Connor back to Bass Pro (where his picture with Santa was last year) and we talked about Santa, and looked at last year's picture with Santa, played with a Santa hat . . . I waited in a 30 minute line while my MIL and Bob played with Connor/ shopped in the store. Connor was same ol' same ol' - seemingly excited to see Santa, clapping, smiling, eating his snack . . .he actually seemed like he was going to run to Santa. 5 steps into the run he stopped and turned to make a break for the door. I grabbed him up, gave him a kiss, plopped him in Santa's lap and the result was the same (maybe worse). I'll scan that picture later for the blog. For now, Merry Christmas (almost eve) and lets hope for a semi-silent night (the monitor is starting to make noise as I type) - At least he is a sweet baby boy . . . Night, Night.