it's the little things...

We've all been sick.  I mean, all of us.  First the Chicken, then Hubby, and me, and finally Buns.  I think everyone has turned the corner.  Even me, who seemed to have turned away from the corner after Saturday...  Goodness.  There's nothing sadder than a hoarse infant.  And probably not much that's more exhausting than everyone being sick at once--especially if you're the breastfeeding mom.  Sheesh.  Anyway, just a quick little post here to say that this didn't stop me from participating in the Gritty Goddess mud run on Saturday with lots of my favorite ladies.  It's a 5k obstacle course for women only.  Nearly all of us were mud run virgins so doing a girls' race seemed to be a good intro.  We had planned this for about 2 months.  I harassed people into doing it.  We came up with a team name (Bast's Bodacious Babes, based on our wave's name) and then designed and made t-shirts.  So, yeah, even though there were at least 2 illnesses and an injury

Dear Buns, My excuse for being a day late this month is that we're all sick.  I thought you were going to escape it but last night you started coughing and had a little congestion.  It didn't make for a great Halloween. So October.  You've gotten bigger (on the 15th you were 23.25" and 13 lb 9 oz) but it seems like you're already thinning out a tiny bit.  I think your cheeks and thighs may be slightly less chubby.  And you are more alert.  You are generally very happy and kicky and chatty when you're awake.  Until, you know, you get hungry or tired.  But I'd say you're a happy baby.  You still have the best smiles, and the day before you turned 3 months you laughed for the first time.  A real laugh, not a squeal.  You also continue to really enjoy chewing on your hands and fingers.  Haven't found those feet yet, though.  You love looking at faces, including your sister's. We took our first group pictures with your cousin.  It was fun