* I took Tristan to a DD’s Discounts (just like Ross) and we found some plush pillows. Tristan leaned back from his carrier into the bin of pillows to snuggle them. I carried one of the pillows around and had him lean back into it to snuggle on command. I regret not having photographs of that moment.

* We’ve been going to the park lately to play, pseudo-organizing playgroups. For the record, I am sick of the back and forth that is involved with that, so I am going to find another solution that involves posting this stuff on the web. But it’s been sort of fortunate that we’ve gone alone-ish, because Tristan likes to walk off by himself and he needs to be followed when he walks 1/4 mile away without looking back.

* We’re planning to get a pass to Bounce A Rama and also still have to enroll in Gymboree. I’ll probably look into The Little Gym, too, since there’s one a bike ride away and Gymboree is about 15 miles away.

* The urge to climb is coming out very strongly in this one. We’ll need to strategize for Crib Escapism very soon. He’s not technically tall enough to pull it off and I haven’t seen him try (we have a video monitor) but it will be somewhat dangerous for him if he succeeds before we’ve strategized. For the record, strategy involves making stairs harder to access, blocking off his closet door so he can’t open and close it onto his toe, and securing any furniture he could climb or be crushed by in an earthquake to the wall.

* Speaking of earthquakes, there was another one while we were at the park – didn’t feel a damn thing! I was on the toilet for the first one, so James had the fun of strategizing for Tristan’s earthquake protection.

* As far as the climbing goes, one of Tristan’s pastimes is becoming climbing onto the couch, but he’s not that good at it yet. A lot of kids can do so earlier, but we have the Huge Reclining Couch and it’s also on a tile floor, so I don’t really want him pitching backward and landing on his head. I am sure within a week he’ll be doing it safely. (I am very amused when I hear about babies just learning to open doors, as he has been opening and closing our doors proficiently since we moved into here just shortly after he hit one year.)

* We’re almost done with those blasted molars but there’s half of one still to go. The diaper rash of doom that seems to accompany molar teething is back, and it hurt Tristan so badly that we’ve bathed in the morning two days in a row rather than try to wipe his butt.