This week has been mostly about Moriarty's head. For starters, he's doing much better with tummy time. He can actually lift up his head, and turn it from side to side. This is impressive considering his head is in the 95th percentile. He has one enormous cranium. But he's growing big and strong and will achieve the largest neck muscles known to baby. Heads are also important in calming the baby down. Many of the things parents do to calm the baby include bouncing in your arms, bouncing on your knee, bouncing on a yoga ball, bouncing around the house, and dancing, while bouncing, and in my case singing. All of this is primarily to jiggle the baby's head. Yes, a little head jiggle does make him happy.

We took our first car ride together. Pip had driven the baby around a few times, but I hadn't done it alone. I was terrified. He slept. On our second time out the world came to an end. I was heading into a particularly traffic light heavy intersection, with added construction. Moriarty got a wet diaper. He screamed at the top of his lungs. I'd never heard him scream that loud. He'd gasp and choke and keep screaming. It took about 5 minutes to get through the intersection and into a parking lot safely. We changed his diaper on the seat and the screaming magically stopped. Sheesh.

Pip and I decided our anniversary wasn't a date, it was whenever the cherry trees bloom. That's been going on for the last week so we took the baby to the Arboretum and wandered around the cherry trees that began the chain of events that is him. He smelled his first daffodil and rhododendron. Well, like all times we have him in the carrier he was asleep, but I'm sure his brain took in the delightful scents. He's also staying with a babysitter for the first time tonight. Pip and I are going to our favorite Italian restaurant sans baby.