Another month has already disappeared. Sam now rolls over in both directions, and loves to sit up and play with his toys. He still loves that darn fist, which unfortunately comes with lots of drool these days. I still can't get him to eat rice cereal, but he can't get enough sweet potatoes.
I feel slightly sad as I hit another monthly milestone. I just don't have the time to adore Sam the way I did Wade. Time is going SO much faster and he is changing too fast for me to keep up with.
In other news, Wade is finally potty trained....hooray! And he drinks out of regular cups, so he gets to put a check mark next to his new year's resolutions.
Phil also has me training for a 5k next month, which might not sound like a big deal to most of you, but I don't run. At all. I started last week and made it to the end of the street before I almost puked. I had to laugh at myself today, because when I decided to start running, I thought "no big deal, I used to run 6:30 minute miles." Today I realized that the last time I ran a 6:30 minute mile, I was in 6th grade. Yeah, not that fast anymore. At this point, I'm hoping I survive. And yes, I know it's only a 5k.