More About Teagan

D, D's dad, and I just returned home last night after visiting my sister-in-law in Toronto for one week. I used to be a pretty good traveler, but in the recent years have grown to hate riding in airplanes. On our trip back we met with some bad turbulence that lasted approximately 30 minutes. I started to whimper involuntarily and gripped the arm rests so hard, my husband and I had to pry my fingers loose later. My husband, who is not afraid of the turbulence, gets sick from them, so a half hour of bronco-riding in the sky made him a little queasy, but it's a good thing he didn't actually hurl. After we landed, we were welcomed by the news of the airline losing both of my husband's and father-in-law's luggage. Thankfully, the suitcases were eventually delivered to our house by midnight, which is pretty good because I've heard some horror stories of other people's luggage go missing and never to be seen again. Throughout the week, we've had some rough sleep (nothing compared to a new parent's sleep, however) due to construction that commenced at 7am, a fall in the bathtub, snoring symphonies, and a 3am fist fight right outside our hotel. Life is always interesting.

But, all of these little inconveniences were worth the trip. We got to see Teagan!

We went to Toronto for a variety of reasons, but the main one was to see our 11-week-old nephew, Teagan. In our short time there, we learned lots already about Teagan and discovered that he has many talents and hobbies on which he spends a lot of his time.

We've learned that he likes to sing. He practices his vocal cords quite often.


He is starting to sample a buffet. Here he is trying to scarf down a polar bear (but I'm sure he still prefers his mother's milk).


During his sleep, he exercises his jaws (for his singing later, of course)...


...performs Tai Chi in his sleep...


...and contorts his body in various positions. He calls this one the "One-Finger Grab While Almost Falling Off the Couch" position. Cirque-du-Soleil, here he comes!


Perhaps, Teagan's favourite pasttime is pondering life's mysteries.


He ponders a lot.


I mean, A LOT. And all the time. I'm worried that he's going to furrow his brows so much, he'll give himself a unibrow.


Here is one of the many times I got to hold Teagan. I never like to put him down, but I can't be selfish, especially when Grandma wants to hold him.


In this picture, Teagan is probably chuckling over the fact that he has more hair than his uncle. My husband held and played with Teagan this past week more than he has ever been with all the kids he knows in the world in his entire lifetime. I've never seen him more comfortable with a baby, but D says Teagan is different.


Teagan is a cutie-patootie and I can't wait to see him again.