The last week or so Jonas has been sick, and teething, and tired, and who knows what else . . . our sleep schedule has completely gone to pot! He wakes up a lot in the middle of the night, moaning and whimpering - it's so sad! I think this has been the worst week, sleep-wise, we've had since he was born. And we had just been getting him into a schedule! Oh well. Nobody ever said this was easy. :-)
He's still a good boy though. He's a crawling maniac now, always on the move. He waves hi and bye-bye, and if he's in a good mood he'll point out his nose and daddy's nose and mama's nose. He loves to clap for patty-cake, and every once in a while will throw his hands in the air for "throw them in the pan!"
He's turning into a goofball now, too. He makes the funniest face when you point the camera at him! I'm not sure if he's trying to smile, or flinching away from the flash.
We went to Homer last weekend to visit his little friend Laif - they are so darned cute together!
I hope they are friends when they are older, 'cause we have TONS of pictures of them!