Not feeling so hot

For those of you who have spent any time with Ethan know that he sits still for no man... ever. That's why my pictures are always blurry, my hair is always frazzled, and why it has already taken me 10 minutes to write these two sentences (he's "sitting" on my lap right now). So, when he is calm and wants to snuggle with me on the couch, I know he's not feeling well.

No, he's not watching TV. He's just sitting there. I don't think he's ever been this lethargic.

I took him to the doctor on Monday, and the second we stepped into the waiting room, he smiled for the first time in days, and ran around the room giggling and babbling and playing for the first time in days. He also suddenly redeveloped the appetite he had lost, eating the entire food contents of my diaper bag all before the doctor entered the room. Another mother even asked me "are you sure he's sick?" Luckily, the doctor believed me that he's been nothing but sad and pathetic for days, and she checked him out and found his ear infection.
He's doing much better today having experienced the magical healing powers of the pediatrician's waiting room. (the antibiotics probably have helped a bit too)

So, we finally made it to the pumpkin patch to pick pumpkins. Going on the last Saturday before Halloween was not the best idea. The pumpkins were pretty sparse. We got a few to carve though.

Super Baby!

A few weeks ago, Ethan started lifting his arms and running around the room when you said either "super-baby" or "up up and away!" (a little something Eric taught him). So, naturally he had to be Superman for Halloween. We had a little Halloween party with our 'resident's wives' play group on Friday. Ethan was pretty tired at this party, so he didn't really show off this talent. We'll try again on Wednesday at the "Trunk-or-Treat". The cute doctor next to him is his friend Armour.

Appba

So, he used to say something like banana, and something like bread, but finally I think we can say for sure that he can say a word. As you can see, he only speaks when he feels like it.

Seattle

After Leavenworth, we drove over to Seattle. Ethan does not do very well on long car rides. I packed toys, books, and all his favorite food. Nothing was able to make him happy. Luckily Eric had the foresight to make a cd of his favorite music. No, not cute children's songs. Ethan isn't impressed with them. He likes Salsa music. We had to listen to hour after hour of his favorite song... Donde Estas Yolanda.

He loves to dance.

Seattle was fun. Ethan was great at letting us push him around in his stroller. We went to the usual tourist places. Pikes Place fish market, where we bought way too much seafood for two people to eat, the aquarium, and a fantastic children's museum. This place was the ultimate Ethan place. There was a huge area where he could run around for hours without getting into trouble. I didn't have to say no to him once! Eric and I just sat and watched him entertain himself for a while, then we took him to the art center and let him paint a picture.

Ethan touching a Starfish:

Playing with tentacles:
Baby Salmon How do I measure up?
Jelly Ethan: Jolly Ethan:

Space Needle: Little Picasso- I love this little apron.