I thought I was spared.  But no, 18 days after Jack and Ben started their colds I came down with a scratchy throat.  It’s not so bad yet.  Just makes me want tea and toast.

(Germy buggers)

By the way, I’m done breastfeeding.  The night Jack turned 11 months was the last night I fed him.  It’s been all bottles ever since.  I have mixed feelings about it, but I’m trying to focus on the positives – I actually relax during my breaks at work now!  I’m not red and torn in places you do not want to be red and torn!

 (Left: New at this.  Right: Old pro.)

He non stop crawls.  This is the view our parents get while video chatting.

With the warm weather we are visiting more parks.  Jack still loves the swings.  Ben took him to an old-fashioned (ie our childhood) metal and wood playground.

Want to see a baby’s first time in sand?