Finn and I have been practicing learning how to pick up "puffs" and put them in our mouth. His favorite flavor is Sweet Potato, but he also has apple and purple carrot. Finn mastered the task in under a week. He choked on the little bits at first, so I would crush them into powder and put it in his mouth little baby bird. Then, after a while, he started rolling the bits into his fists and tried putting them in his mouth. They would roll out of his palm and into his lap. Oh, how I wish we had dogs at our feet sometimes! Practice, practice! Just yesterday morning, Finn picked up his puff with his thumb and first finger and amazingly put it right in his mouth. YES! Success! His face was so happy! He is gnawing and mashing the puffs between his gums, even though he doesn't have any back teeth yet. The puffs melt pretty easily, thank goodness.
Finn is now rolling from back to front, and from front to back. He wasn't sure about being on his front for a long time, but he has been building up his body strength, and now he is starting to like it. We find him asleep on his stomach in his crib now, and he almost never needs us to get up at night to get him out of a tight spot (sometimes he scoots himself on his stomach into the corner of the crib, and can't get unstuck) Poor little guy, he wakes up in the dark on his face and just has a heart attack. I would too!
We walked around mommy's old neighborhood this week, in NW Portland. We drove downtown to pick up daddy from work on Wednesday, and took a detour through my old stomping grounds. I showed Finn the outside of my old apartment, and I pointed out the shops and restaurants daddy and I used to eat and shop in. It felt great to get out of our suberbic atmosphere and be in the city for a little while. I think Finn really enjoyed being outside, we both needed the fresh air.
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