It seems like every day Miran has something new he can do. He has now totally mastered the ability to hold onto and chew a toy (though picking it up once it's dropped is not there yet), and his latest hobby is batting at the toys on his bouncy seat. Oh, and he's just starting to have little tantrums, too -- angry shrieking and bucking when he's unhappy, rather than always the old-fashioned crying.
Kieryn and I were musing last night about what a different baby Miran has become. Gone is that tiny fragile newborn, and in his place, an alert, curious, growing baby boy who becomes more of his own person every day. These days, not only can he coo, make eye contact, roll from tummy to back, etc., but he can:
1. roll over from back to side (In fact, side sleeping is his new favorite thing. We put him to sleep on his back but, invariably, he rolls over onto his side at some point during the night)
2. grab things more easily, and even put his pacifiers back into his mouth when they fall out (sometimes). He has a teething rattle that he's just starting to figure out.
3. stand on his two legs with only minimal support
4. push himself to standing from sitting with only minimal support
5. sit upright with only minimal support
6. fuss, rather than cry, when he's upset
He continues to be healthy, well, and strong. And usually, pretty sweet, too!
Miran has now finally met his other granddad (Kieryn's dad), and they have taken to each other right away. It's great to see three generations of Phipps men in the same room. Since Grandpops lives so far away (in England), this time together is really special. Adorable pictures to come soon.
P.S. Miran's appointment with the pediatrician went well today. He now weighs 14 lbs., is 25 inches long, and seems to be developing right on target.