Solomon has finally discovered how to climb out of his crib. I knew it was coming, I guess. It still seems a bit unexpected.
I have not had the chance to see him climb out, yet. He just started after I left Jax last weekend. Trask has told me that he will hear Sol crying or talking for a bit, then a THUNK, a quick cry, talking, then he will open the door to his bedroom and go off in search of Mommy or Daddy or possibly just to see what there is to see.
He was super sick last week. I was up in Jax almost the whole week due to Spring Break and pretty much spent the whole time cleaning up vomit and changing diapers. Well, he only puked for about a day, but I had a ton of diaper changes to do for about 3 of the 5 days I was there. He’s doing much better now and is eating like a teenager. I suspect he will be twice as big when I see him this weekend as when he was last weekend. I feel like I am missing out on so much. I see him every week, but it doesn’t feel like it is enough.