24 hour bug

We just got through a little bout of fever with Greyson. He didn't seem sick other than the fever. He was obviously a little weak and hot and uncomfortable, but really no other symptoms to speak of. He spent a night in our bed, nursed a lot and slept a lot and spent some quality time studying my hands. And then he was better. Gotta love this kid.

He's crawling like a madman, pulling himself up to stand next to everything, starting to cruise from one piece of furniture (or leg) to another, making really cute little kissy faces, saying D and G a lot (dodododogogogo), learning to actually drink out of the sippy cup instead of just chewing on it, and he's finally getting a few little rice puffs from his highchair tray into his mouth. We can't wait for his 9 month doctor visit to see how much he's grown.

Today Mike took Greyson to a party while I was at work. He learned how hard it is to do on your own... just to get a plate of food or go to the bathroom you have to ask for some help! But Greyson was a good good boy and charmed everyone with his sweet personality, best behavior, and adorable outfit. Wish I could have been there to enjoy that, but sometimes he's not so good when I'm there. Why is it that babies behave better for everyone but their Mamas?