More firsts

In all the excitment of last weekend's rolling over, I forgot to tell about Elijah's first Symphony concert. Last Sunday the Symphony had a free concert in the park at the Organ Pavillion. So took Elijah. It was very hot and sunny and the only shade was to the right of the stage, so we found a spot. I decided to hold him because I wasn't sure how he would react to the orchestra. The first piece was the opening of Also sprach Zarathustra . Um, yeah, he was not a fan. I bet you did not know there were vocals to that piece, but Elijah knew all the words and the rest of the audience also heard them (well, the ones around us, his cries weren't loud enough to drowned out the entire orchestra). So we spent the rest of the concert walking around the perimeter of the organ pavillion. He seemed to do fine at a distance during the rest of the concert.

It has been very warm (by San Diego standards) this week and yesterday was no exception. After running around most of the day, we went to Coronado in the evening. We walked around the beach and saw about seven weddings going on. We put Elijah's feet in the ocean. He seemed truly unimpressed even with the cold water.

Roll On

This weekend Elijah rolled over. We were getting his picture taken and he rolled from his tummy to his back (granted, we were on a slight hill, very slight). Then later that afternoon, he rolled from his back to his tummy. And now everytime I put him on his back, he rolls to his tummy. I was so proud and excited. Then I started wondering, is it okay to leave him on the floor now while I take a shower or will he roll into something and get stuck? What if he rolls over in his crib and dies of SIDS? He won't just stay where I put him anymore. He's like person now. I mean, more of a little person than he was before. Now he has a choice, tummy or back? Well, sort of, he can't remember how to roll back from his tummy. And after he gets over to his tummy, he has this big smile on his face, like he is proud of himself. Whoa.

Vacation!

Guest post from Elijah:

Hello friends,

Last week Mom, Dad and I went on a trip. We went on an airplane, which was not all that exciting for me except that I got to sleep on Dad’s lap the whole time (except when Mom fed me). We landed in a magical place called Springfield, Illinois. Then we took a car ride to what Mom and Dad called “The Sticks”. Everything was very green there. It was very warm too and kind of sticky. It rained one day. I never saw raindrops before, at home the rain is tiny.

I met lots of relatives and spit up on quite a few of them. I only spit up on people I like. That’s a shout out to you, g-uncle George!

There were lots of other kids there too -- cousins, second cousins and 1st cousins-once-removed (don’t ask me). People held me all day long, while I was awake. It was fun.

Aunt Emily holding Isabelle, Uncle Andy holding me, Aunt Rachael holding Sofia

My cousin, Carlos holding me. He is an expert because he has a little brother and a little sister!

The way back wasn’t as much fun. I slept a lot but towards the end I got tired of being on the plane. There wasn’t enough room for me to stretch out and kick and the loud voice from the sky kept waking me up. But we made it home (minus one suitcase) and it was nice to sleep in my own bed again.

Peace out,
Elijah