Sullivan Carter Brown – Classical Dancer or Karate Master?

No one can say we didn’t give it the ole college try. Sullivan and I tried
a lot of wild and crazy tools and equipment over the past two months but
in the end nature’s way of feeding just wasn’t meant to be. So for now we
have placed Sullivan’s nourishments needs in the hands of Enfamil. We call
it giving him a “cold one” cause our little hot tempered boy prefers his
formula ice cold out of the fridge.  Lucky us huh? We just mix up a days
worth of food, store it in the fridge and pop one open when he shows us
the Sully sign for food, a closed fist frantically shaken from side to
side in his mouth, a MUST SEE for anyone looking for a good laugh. Mom
does a good impression…ask the next time you see her.

Week 7
Let the tricks begin.  Sullivan is interacting and making faces this week. When Mommy sticks her tongue out Sullivan repeats. And when Mommy plays the "This is your Nose Game" he smiles...Yes indeed, Sullivan flashed his first non gas related smile
this week during a game of this is your nose, this is your chin game. My heart literally melted when the edges of his pouty little mouth turned upward because of something I DID.  What was so surprising about the smile was how filled with joy it
was.  His entire face and eyes beamed with excitement…at ME! Before the
smile my mind knew I was this child’s mother…after the smile my heart knew
it and leaps with joy everyday now because of it.

Week 6
Sullivan Carter Brown has graduated. Mamma and Pappa are so proud. Our
little bundle has graduated from his buzzie chair to the vast and wild
world of the “pack n’ play”.

Sullivan’s weight end of week six – 9lbs. 2 ounces. Puttin on some chub.

Oh, that’s right we have a baby!  Sometimes he makes it hard to remember
when he plays in his room for hours at a time… all by himself!
Damon and I noticed that Sullivan was awake and playful after his
changings so we set up a little play station for him to enjoy in his room.
Well to our surprise it became Sullivan’s favorite place to be...lay on
his bed and gaze out the window or at the ceiling fan above or at this
many toys and stuffed animals.  So alone he sits quietly playing.  Every
now and then we hear a little cooh or ah and we are reminded..Oh, yeah, we
have a baby.