Last week, I dropped Ridley off to be babysat for the first time. It was easy to leave him because Morgan is very capable. She can feed two babies.
Also, Ridley went to his first party last week and freakin’ rocked it. He enjoyed staring at Cam and Tab’s silly facial expressions as well as smiling at strangers.
Ridley giggled for the first time on Sunday. The same day the Pack made it to the Super Bowl. A blessed day.
Everyday, we listen to the “Peter, Paul and Mommy” CD (thanks, Tara). I play tambourine (thanks, Ellie). Ridley and Elias will tell stories about their hippy parents, I am sure.
This week, we started to learn about The Beatles and their contributions to music. Ridley does not flinch during Ringo’s drum jams. A good sign for things to come.
At his two-month appointment Ridley was average height (23 inches) and skinny (10 pounds, 4 ounces). He has skinny chicken legs like his mother (and father).
Average height? Slender? Likes to party? Listens to drum fills with ease? No doubt. This is our baby.