I scream. You scream. We all scream for ice cream.

Several weeks ago we began to notice that every time we ate something Liam would lean towards whatever we were eating and try to grab it. I think he was more interested in putting things in his mouth than in actually eating our food. Still, Ishtiaq thought it would be funny to give him a bite of ice cream and see what he would do. This video is of Liam eating his first bite of ice cream and, actually, his very first bite of food period. I had been hoping that Liam wouldn't inherit my sweet tooth but judging by how much he likes ice cream I think that might be a lost cause.

This past Sunday we decided to give Liam oatmeal cereal for the first time. He really liked it and has been getting it every night since then. He prefers it to be a little bit thick and usually cries for more when the bowl is empty. I give him the cereal in little souffle cups, so it isn't a huge serving. Still, it seems to me that it is pretty big for such a little tummy.

Tonight after two bowls of cereal he was still crying for more, so he also had his first piece of fruit - a bit of mashed banana. I think he liked the banana but he was kind of cranky by that point so it was hard to tell.

I don't think that giving him cereal is helping him sleep through the night just yet because he has also had his first head cold this week. He has been feeling pretty sick and yucky. He has been congested and seems to have a slight earache. No matter how bad he feels, though, he still has a great sense of humor.

Last Monday morning at about 3:30 a.m., I woke up when he didn't seem to be breathing very well. His nose was terribly stopped up so I woke him up and tried to aspirate his nose which he hated. At that time he had a fever of 100.7. So I gave him some baby Tylenol and thought I would sit in the bathroom with him while I ran the shower on hot, hoping that the steam would help clear his head. That seemed to work pretty well and by the time we were done he wanted to eat. Next I fed him and about two minutes after he was finished he got sick all over both of us. So, I got us both into the bath tub to get us cleaned up and guess what he did all over me and the bath tub????? Yep. He pooped. By this time it was 5:30 a.m. Once I stopped laughing, I had to clean and drain the water then clean the tub again and get us back into the tub. I was beat.

Did someone ask where Baba was this whole time? Oh. He was snoring like a freight train and never noticed a thing.

I took Liam to the doctor the next morning (well, really a few hours later) and she said that it was just a little cold and to let it run its course. Today is Friday and he seems much better even though he does occasionally grab his ear and shriek for just a second. I have been giving him Tylenol when I think he is hurting, per the doctors advice. Hopefully he will be better tomorrow, but no matter how bad he feels he is still in a very good mood.

Maybe it all goes back to the ice cream that Baba keeps giving him? Ice cream makes me happy, after all...

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