Life Goes On.

So last weekend was rough. Dexter went onto soy formula and it just went from medium to bad to worse as the days wore on. On Friday Dexter actually popped his first little incisor! I attributed his initial fussiness and temperature to the tooth. As the weekend elapsed it was like somebody replaced awesome little Dexter with a horrible demon child. Now I know why moms of colicky babies want to hurl themselves out a window at times. There's nothing worst that seeing your sweet, adorable baby screaming with lizard tongue. Especially when there doesn't seem to be anything you can do about it.

Lizard tongue is what my mom calls hysterical Dexter. Sort of like the upside down flat face thing (a literal translation from what she calls Dexter in Chinese when he's crying). Lizard tongue is when the baby is crying so incessantly that his tongue just sort of quivers in the middle of his mouth. And since the baby's mouth never closes... lizard tongue is on constant display.

It was a weekend of supervision and reaction. I know people were just trying to be helpful with the various suggestions for his flaky cheeks. Frankly, I know the kid has eczema (I do too and it's hereditary) and I thought the cheeks were extra bad because of his excessive drooling. Edmonton is also really dry and our water is hard. Add those things up and my approach was to follow the directions of Dexter's pediatrician, keep moisturizing, monitor scratching, and wait it out. I hear lots of kids have weird skin issues in their first year. I was assuming he would grow out of it.

The soy formula change was a bad thing. The worst part about it was it went against my instincts and I did it anyway. People have been pressuring me about soy since month 4. That's what I'm most disappointed about. How I caved into pressure and did something I was never convinced of. Poor Dexter suffered for it. I won't be making that mistake again. I'm good at analyzing information. I have a decent level of reading, writing, and listening comprehension. I am a critical thinker. I should have known better. I should have gone with my gut. That's what I intend to do from now on.

Despite the challenging baby weekend, we still managed to have some fun.

Went to the Gallery for a Karsh documentary.

Came home for a chill Friday night. Chili from the slow cooker, some Olympics viewing, and Jenga.






Don bought himself a Helvetica t-shirt too. But we don't wear them at the same time.






Classic Miss Sarah. Juggling a glass of wine, the MacBook, and scrutinizing at the same time. I'm such a multi-tasker.




We went shopping for an umbrella stroller for Dexter later in the weekend. I love his bugaboo frog, but we're planning some vacations in the future that will require me to quickly get on and off of street cars and up and down stairs. The bugaboo is a multi-step process to dismantle and although it doesn't take a lot of time, it ends up in two separate pieces. We found a great little umbrella stroller that will be light enough to fold up and carry with one hand.

City and Creator LEGO was also on sale. That stuff is never on sale! We bought a few sets for Don and Dexter, to add to their collection. Here are the two boys working hard at building their new LEGO while watching Olympic hockey.




Speaking of which... go team Canada! Dexter is wearing his Canada-supporting Olympic wear.




And here is the most recent in Dougal humuliation.




But at least this one makes him look like Blade.




Dexter came home today after a few days of switching his milk back to normal. He's looking really great and super cute. The little dude is happy, crawling, drooling, and keeps grabbing objects and hitting the furniture with whatever he has in his hands. I love that guy.