Somewhere between packing my battery charger for the trip to Kentucky, and actually getting there and having my camera die...the charger disappeared. So for the past month I've been borrowing a camera here and there when I really wanted it, but I haven't been able to just pick one up and tote it around with me. And I love to do that.
So my new charger arrived (off-brand for less than $5!) and I decided to keep my camera with me yesterday and get back to using it again.
I documented Oliver's first trip to Dong-A in the afternoon. It's the Asian grocery store I used to live near and walk to a few times a week. I don't visit nearly as often now, but I still love it and thought Oliver should be introduced.
They were burning incredibly pungent and smoky incense so we cut our shopping trip short. I managed to pick up rice noodles and dried fruit, but totally forgot to grab baby bok choy and find a vegetarian oyster sauce. I did, however, read the label on the hoison sauce bottle and found out it has wheat! My poor poor garden rolls that have been bathing in peanut/hoison sauce have been a cheat food without me knowing. I still haven't decided if I want to be so strict that I cut out hoison altogether. I don't have a severe allergy so it would only be to keep a "rule".
Later in the afternoon Oliver had his very first teething biscuit. They're made from mostly oats and molasses, so he was quickly covered from head to toe in a sticky brown paste. He thought it was great and giggled as he ate.
He had gone to see his naturopathic doctor in the afternoon and was put on a new remedy in the early evening. It really aggravated his aggressiveness (which is actually a good thing and should pass quickly...hopefully) and he soon started getting antsy, but it was still too early to put him down for bed so we went for a little walk around the block. This boy loves being outdoors.
Do you ever feel weird if too much time passes without speaking out loud with your baby? Sometimes I feel like I should fill every single moment with words and instructions, but I tend to get caught up in my thoughts and stay quiet for long periods of time. Then I inevitably feel guilty for not using all those moments to teach Oliver new things.
But last night he seemed in a very mellow mood, and besides pointing out several things along the stroll, we both surveyed the trees and squirrels around us and walked in silence.