Tongue roll

So I wondered if Conrad would be able to roll his tongue like I can. Barry cannot. I thought rolling your tongue was an inherited trait. So, who's genes would win out on this one?

Caught on film by his Aunt Jill today (granted, he was probaby coughing, but nonetheless, a tongue roll) my genes won out! Or so I thought until I did some research here and here. Bummer, it turns out it may not be genetic afterall. But according to one of these websites, he maybe inherited my moter skills... maybe that's why he was a walking machine before 9 months!

Who can roll their tongue in your family?

The Backyardigans dance

Conrad loves himself some Backyardigans. Everyday when him and Dad get home from work and daycare, Dad puts on The Backyardigans for Conrad for distraction while Dad puts away all of his bottles and etc.

One day, Conrad will think this video is embarrassing. For now, we think his dancing skills are super cute.

Lazy days of summer

Today's weather was just way too nice not to enjoy the outdoors. Finally, a nice breeze and less than 95 degrees!!!

Conrad loved the swings at your park. We've decided he must have some allergies because he eyes were watering and nose was running (at least more than usual). Nonetheless, he loved running around the park. His favorite parts: sticking the woodchips in his mouth and digging in the dirt. No pictures of either of those events as he kept us occupied running after him.

We look forward to taking him to nearby water park where he can splash out all of his energy.

Grandpa visits

Pictures coming soon... or as soon as they are emailed.

Drummer boy

Not so long ago, Conrad and I escaped the doll drums of the burbs and headed downtown to visit Auntie Z. She has some really cool stuff for Conrad to play with... Kitty, Kitty's cat food dishes, miscellaneous items not put out of Conrad's reach (oh, how we miss the days of leaving pens, books and magazines lying about).

Most of all, he loved or hated (some of both) Joe's drum set. He was completely surprised at how much noise it could make. After some prodding, he took the drumstick and started banging away. He made so much noise he made himself cry but kept on banging: pa rum pum pum pum.

Joe and Auntie Z are convinced he needs a baby-size drum set. Yikes!

Daycare chronicles

So Conrad was kicked out of daycare this last week until Thursday due to thrush. Last week, he had croup for which he was prescribed an oral steroid (which did NADA except make him hyper and more irritable so I don't recommend this to anyone). Apparently, the oral steroid gave him thrush which Dad discovered Labor Day morning feeding him breakfast.

Back to daycare he went, and he was sooo happy to see his teacher and she him. Each day, we receive an "Infant Daily Report." This usually just has his naptimes, diaper changes (we always hope to see BM checked off for us) and of course, his many feedings throughout the day. Occasionally, his teachers write a memorable or cute moment from his day. Here is the note we received from Friday, September 5th:

"When J.D. [a younger baby in the same class] was crying, Conrad found J.D.'s pacifier and put it back in J.D.'s mouth. It was cute."

We're sure Conrad knew how much J.D. wanted his pacifier. Afterall, he loves his too. And, we were relieved that Conrad was not found sucking on J.D.'s pacifier.

Fenced out

We finally broke down and purchased a baby gate for our study. The study (besides being a catch all room and very messy) just had too many fun things for Conrad to get into:

• pushing the printer off the stand



• eating the printer paper



• playing with the Playstation controllers



• tipping over the paper shredder to knock off the top and proceed to eat the paper shreds



• banging on the keyboard



• tearing the DVDs off of the media storage, etc..
  

Conrad was amused with gate while I was putting it together and has since tried to climb through it. Eventually, we would like to get doors for the study. But for now, this cheap, quick fix works great.

Thanks to LBJ's birthday, I didn't have to work today (skeleton crew day means day off if you want). Conrad went with me to my dental cleaning then went to my work to show off his new walking skills. We then had lunch with Barry at his work. He impressed all of his coworkers with his walking and warmed up to his coworkers and explored the office.

Croup coughs

Among the list of other things Conrad has contracted from being a daycare baby, he now officially has the Croup. Maybe if Conrad didn't go around kissing the other babies on their faces, he wouldn't get everything that goes around!

In addition to the nasty croup cough (he barks like a seal at night), his voice/cry is hoarse--- this was the first sign that he had croup. We were not prepared for the endless drool (yet another symptom). In cutting all 4 of his teeth, we never had this much drool so we are back to wearing bibs all day.

Other than that, he's pretty much the same energetic walker. He's just a little fussy (probably due to his [and my] sleep and naps being interrupted. His pediatrician assured me today that he would be back to his old self by the weekend. ** Here's to hoping ** In the meantime, here are some of the latest pics captured at daycare.