Day Six

Well, we've made it to Day Six of the Return of the Butter Bean (Part III). He had a good night and really hasn't desated more than a handful of times since we've come home. He seems to like the new accomodations. Since the last time he came home, we've rearranged and moved a crib in to the upstairs master suite. Allan takes the crib and Griffith sleeps in the bassinet. We hope that by the time Griffith is too big for it that we will be able to put them both in the crib.
Flora has finally witnessed Griffith having a genuine tantrum - back stiff, arched and screaming like a banshee. She said "I think he's going to have a temper." I don't want to argue with her, but it looks to me like he already has one.
Allan and I had a mother/son outing yesterday. We were very brave and took a walk all by ourselves yesterday afternoon. He fell asleep before we were out the back door, but we went any way. The weather was nice and it was supposed to (and indeed is) rain today and turn cold and the boy needs some fresh air. Griffith looks positively tan compared to his brother so we have to try to even them up.
I fell victim to marketing yesterday -- I went to pick up shampoo for Allan (who has cradle cap in his eyebrows)(eleven dollars a bottle, thank you very much) and as I was checking out, I spotted the strategically located UK baseball caps. Worse than a child in the check out lane. Anyway, we are washing them up and should have photos to post soonn.