Saturday Arthur woke up a bit after 7:00 on Saturday, or at least that’s when he woke Miklós up. This time, his pops didn’t feed him the fruit he was jonesing for, so Arthur had to make do with chickpeas, carrots, and yogurt, none of which he was terribly enthusiastic about. One of Arthur’s new tricks is to hold out his baby spoon to you when he wants you to reload it. However, he doesn’t just give it to you - oh no, he wants to play tug-of-war with you! So it’s quite a proce

Saturday Arthur woke up around 7:45. He's been in a really good mood all day, especially given the trauma we put him through the day before, though he didn't sleep during his 10:00 nursing session like he usually does. Nap-time was a big fat fail (again with the spasmy sleep crying) - I really think we'll need to see a sleep therapist about it. So naturally, he instantly fell asleep on me during the post-"nap" nursing session. Good morning mood I can't say Arthur's solid int