Our baby is growing. Kevin thinks Billy grows an inch every day when he comes home from work. Billy is getting close to rolling over–he can do it easily with just a little nudge. He met squash this week and thinks it is great. It is a battle to keep his fingers out of his mouth while trying to put the food in but the challenge makes it more fun.
Billy has also started giving kisses, although I think he is just looking for a snack. He opens his mouth wide and rubs it back and forth on your chin, cheek, shoulder, whatever he can get. Here he is attacking Mom’s chin.
The more interactive Billy gets, the more Ricky likes him. We have to be careful, though, because Ricky has watched me help Billy practice rolling over and he thinks it is fun to flip Billy over. I caught him rolling Billy right off of an ottoman where Billy was napping earlier this week. “Boy-lly roll over,” he says. Kevin was feeding Billy with Ricky and I watching one night and Ricky insisted on putting his feet next to Billy’s. We have a hard enough time keeping his feet off the table anyway. If there is a way to stick his foot on the table, Ricky will find it.
Our Stake rented the local aquatic center for a night and we took Ricky for a swim (Billy stayed home with my mom). Ricky had a terrific time, but I’m afraid he was a bit of a bully. I was visiting with a friend and watching Ricky play in the wading pool and go down the froggy slide over and over. I realized that he seemed to be having a lot more turns than the other children, so I got up to see what was going on. Ricky had a look on his face that said, “Come on, people, get moving.” If the kids were being slow or just not moving as fast as he thought they should, he pushed his way past them and cut to the front of the line. I had to slow him down and talk about taking turns. For the last month, we’ve had scorching heat and no rain for like 7 weeks, so the evening we go swimming for free, it was chilly, cloudy, and sprinkling on us. After an hour, we took a protesting Ricky home. Shortly after we got home, it started to rain quite hard, so we had good timing. Here is a picture of Ricky’s protest about leaving the pool.
