The only place we could count on a little bit of peace and quiet in the first couple of months was a trip to the changing table. Perhaps it was his Aunt Cathleen's enthusiasm for his stretching that encouraged him to enjoy it... Whatever it was, I (and probably everyone who helped care for him) was grateful every day that there was at least one place he might not scream if I put him down. Here is a brief video of Ian enjoying himself on the changing table, back when his legs still went sideways :)
The major attraction for me of this blog is as a place to share short videos of Ian. They tend to be too large to email but I think many of you will enjoy seeing them. Let me know what you think...
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