I love my sling!

Jack is officially teething. While he's still a generally delightful baby, there have definitely been more tears around here than usual. This leaves me with three options: leave Jack to cry while taking care of my business, hold Jack and don't take care of my business, or make use of the sling.

Let's face it: when baby is crying, no amount of focus will allow me to do my work. But someone had to do the dishes before the leftover food bits became a highly evolved society. Still, for some reason, I spent almost 2 hours running back and forth between the kitchen and attempting to comfort a very uncomfortable child before realizing I was getting nothing accomplished. So, Jack went into the sling, and while the going was a little slower than I would have liked, I managed to clean the kitchen. (I did wait until his nap to wash the knives or begin cooking!)

Right now he's sitting in my lap, supported by the sling. I'm hands-free and able to type, and he is happy close to me and his mid-afternoon snack.

So here's Jack in his sling...

He's using the nursing cover as a tent. Well, at least it's being used...

Did you know plastic pants double as chef hats? Yes, they are clean.

So last night we had this ridiculous monsoon/storm thing. Joshua is convinced we brought the tornadoes with us from Huntsville. It's kind of weird that there has been a tornado almost every day since we got here, when normally there aren't whole lot of them here.

We had this bizzare continuous lightning. It went for at least half an hour.

25 seconds of cuteness.

And just for fun, we gave him his first solids last week. Plain pureed avocado, yum!