It seems like Andy is a different baby nearly every day. Lately, he's been wanting to stand up. When you try to have him sit down, he'll stiffen his entire body. I've had to resort to burping him over my shoulder instead of the usual way -- across my lap. Its probably just a phase, he likes working on new skills for a while, until he's done it a few times, and then he'll move on to something completely different. I mean, I haven't seen him roll over in a few weeks. Oh he could if he wanted to, but instead he just likes rotating around on his play mat.

This weekend, I took care of him a lot more than usual. It's sorority season at the local campuses so Laura is away a lot. This means that I get to feed Andy all by myself -- a few bottles over the weekend, and today sweet potatoes. It's getting a lot easier. He'll take bottles with no problem at all now. And in fact, I'm starting to wonder if we need to move up to the 8 oz. bottles. I don't think I've filled him up with a bottle in a while.

Andy is going to have a long lasting fear of the Beauchamp's house, I think. We took him there for football, and he got really frightened every time we cheered. I can totally understand why. I mean, you're sitting in a room full of intently concentrating people, and at random intervals everybody jumps up and screams. It was way too much for my sleep deprived little baby.