Jack Growing Up

Jibber-jabber, jibber-jabber. Jack loves to talk. He's mostly using "words" with "B" and "G," like "baabaa-baa" and "gagaga." Then of course the squeals and squelches. The "words" mostly come in the evening and morning, the squeals when his sisters are around or when he sees Mom. Last night I held Jack while his Mom was directly behind me where she wasn't in his direct line of sight. When he heard her talk, he arched his back far enough until he found an angle when he could see her. If Mom calls, "Jack," he'll turn to look at her, if Dad says "Jack," he doesn't always look around.

Looking at Jack now, you never would have guessed he had a killer ear infection and mild respiratory syncytial virus (RSV). Jack has this medicine now for the ailments that looks like melted white blackboard chalk, but it smells like citrus. Jack was in full force when the nurses and doctors were taking his temperature and cleaning his ear. In the middle of the Jack's contortions, and gnashing of gums, the doctor said Jack will need to be on the wrestling team.

Jack's had some more people food including Popsicles and some pie filling. When he sees adults or his sisters eating he'll track the food from the plate, on the fork, in the air, and to the mouth. His eyes wide, and his mouth somewhat open. He's very eager to eat people food. He has no such eagerness for the medicine. It starts with a mild curiosity, he's interested in the substance. Once it gets in his mouth he licks his lips repeatedly. Then he shuts his mouth.

Tomorrow, he'll be six months old.