5 months old!

Apologies for going over a week with no update or pictures or anything.  There's been a stomach bug making the rounds and both James and I have not been too well the past few days.  Seem to be over the worst of it now, though still scared to try something other than toast and oatmeal... In related news, here are some things that I have learnt:
1) taking care of a baby when you are not feeling well is awful
2) as much as you think it will make you feel better, mulligatawny soup is a BAD idea and will make everything worse
3) there's nothing quite like being laughed at while you're puking... even if it is a baby doing the laughing

While I'm on the subject, I thought I would have a quick British translation lesson for my American friends.
One of my favourite UK-isms is the word "sick" because it holds an interesting place in language here.  In the UK (unlike in the US, for my UK readers) you don't really say "I am sick."  Instead it is I am unwell, ill, or (my favourite) poorly.  (side note: I LOVE the term poorly.  It's just such a nice word!).
That's because the word 'sick' is reserved for the actual act of "being sick" ie: puking.  It is far too crass to say "I just puked" and still slightly too impolite to mention 'vomiting.' And don't go anywhere near 'spewing' in polite society.  Instead, you 'were sick.'  As in:
'You don't look too well - are you poorly?'
'Yes, I must have eaten something funny'
'Oh no! Were you sick?'
'Five times!'

Which is why I find it so linguistically interesting.  You can never say "I am sick" because it just doesn't make sense.  It is always either "I was sick (in your pool)" or "I'm going to be sick (after seeing you dance)" or if, for some odd reason you are actually currently in the present process, I suppose "I am being sick (at this bluugh exact arrrrglle moment uuwwwwuh)" is ok.
But it gets weirder:
The word is also used as the noun.  In the same way that you vomit vomit, you are sick with sick.  So you can unknowingly have "sick on your shirt" or "careful! don't step in the sick."

I find it all a bit odd.

BUT ANYWAY!
Back to the task at hand.
"I don't care anymore!" I hear you shout.
"Give me a picture of Finn!  Now!"

alright, alright, already.
March 2nd meant that Finn turned 5 months old!  Here's his new picture (it's not the best because I was really not in the mood for picture taking on March 2nd - but I hope that's forgivable) next to his old one.

4 months old

5 months old

Other updates you might care to know about:

• He now weighs 16 lbs 8 oz
• He's still sleeping like a demon child
• He's still screeching all day long like he's in need of an exorcism
• He's been to the swimming pool and loved it
• He can now get his feet into his mouth (as long as he doesn't have a nappy on)
• He's discovered his penis and likes to grab a hold of it and pull when he's being changed (is this normal!? It looks so painful!)
• He still hasn't figured out that last millimetre of push needed to roll over (he gets soooo close) from his back to front
• What little hair he has is still of an indeterminate colour
• His eyes are most definitely blue (like James) 

Can't think of anything else really... and I wish I had more pictures to share... but this week has been blurred by a haze of sick (ewww!) so there's not much.  I will leave you with a couple that I put up on facebook though, because they're funny.  If you're on facebook, they're worth seeing again and if you're not, enjoy them for the first time. 
The first one I just think is really funny and the second is James' idea of a "good outfit" because it "all matches" ...

Bring me an espresso! I've got a lot of not sleeping to do!

Finn, the baby barcode