Kimball Tidbits

Last night before I went to bed, I tried to open Kimball's door to check on him. The heat had made the door expand so much that I couldn't open it without it making a loud scraping noise, so I just decided to let it be. Luckily, Jordan decided to have a go at it, and when we looked inside Kimball's crib, there he was, fast asleep, but with no diaper on! His onesie was unsnapped and rolled up past his belly button, and the diaper was lumped right above his head like a little hat. Jordan swept the mattress with his hand, and we were astonished and relieved to find it dry. Kimball stirred and lifted up his head to look at us. I quickly scooped him up, deposited him on the changing table, and slid a new diaper on him, before the abrupt and startling awakening could prompt any accidents. Kimball has taken his diaper off in his crib once before, and that time we did have to change the sheets. Everyone pray that this is not becoming a habit! If there is one thing I hate more than doing the dishes, it's changing the baby sheets.

Kimball is also developing quite the preference in music, and his current favorite album is the soundtrack from "The Music Man". We listen to it in the car every time we venture out. At the farmer's market a few weeks ago, we saw a cute quartet of trombone players with pink and white pinstriped vests and straw hats. Kimball was mesmerized. I taught him how to mimic the playing of a trombone, and since then he has latched onto "Seventy-Six Trombones" and the rest of the songs from that musical.* The instant a song ends in the car (and he can tell when the end is coming), he waves his hand to hasten more music. If I dare put in another musical, say "Hello, Dolly!" or "Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat", he whines and makes his trombone sign. But instead of the dramatic in and out arms-length movements that I tried to teach him, he puts his thumb and pointer finger together, with his other fingers extended, and taps his lips. It looks like he is moving a cigarette back and forth from his little mouth.

Yesterday morning, I put in the DVD of the musical and his world exploded. It was actually kind of a bad thing, since he completely stopped eating his breakfast. Here is a clip of him watching the movie. Not much is happening because he is so entranced. At the end is a cute clip of him whispering "hi" that I couldn't help including.

*Another song Kimball loves is "Marian the Librarian", because of his Aunt Marian. He says her name (in his language) every time it plays.