teething blues

teething is the worst thing ever. apollo has been cranky for days. maybe even weeks. we've tried all the possible remedies: teething tablets, frozen teething rings, teething toys, and tylenol. it's starting to make me hate the letter 't.'

lately we've done a few new things. sunday we went to the "wild west winter fest." the wild west fest turns out to be a mini fair at the fairgrounds. they had a petting zoo filled with kids, kids, and bunnies. and pete was there. pete, the ton of a horse.

yesterday we took the bus to a place on campus that has ducks. when we visited bozeman back in september, we were shocked  to find a duck crossing sign in the middle of campus. we were even more shocked when we had to stop for ducks to in-fact cross. apparently there is a little pond fed by a hot spring that keeps all the bozeman duck residents happy. so we took apollo there yesterday and he loved it! he was trying desperately to chase after the ducks. this was quite comical as one of us would hold his hands in order for him to walk. so-imagine a lumbering adult bent over holding the little chubby fingers of a boy that can't yet walk on his own chasing ducks at a very slow, stumbling, but excited pace.

and finally apollo stood unassisted for the first time the other day. it lasted about 5 seconds.

! and ! apollo had his first big tumble today. he fell off the bed. aside from a little rug burn on the face he seems fine. bam! the end.