8 Months – He Sees Sunshine on a Cloudy Day

“And I’m a Mac”
Cruv loves to tumble towers (especially his Abu’s intricate designs) and pull at electrical cords (despite our best efforts at “discipline”), but nothing gets his motor humming like Yaron’s MacBook.  This video was taken with the built-in camera. Thus as Cruv chases the laptop, he also pursues his image, which strikes his fancy, twice.

With His Own Two Legs
With a firm grip on the couch, his chair (Thank you Great-Aunt Tina), or his crib, Cruv stands tall, dips his knees, plays with whatever is within reach.  At first, he could do this only when positioned, but he pulls himself to his chair and the raised breakfast nook.

Toothsome
Underreported in the last post:  Cruv has a tooth.  Wait.  In the last three weeks, he added a second tooth.  Both take a prominent position in his smile and a  sometimes painful role in his playful finger-suck.  Though his two teeth do not help with truly toothsome foods, he has added hand-smushed fruit from the farmer’s market (peaches, nectarines, melons, plums, and grapes) to the menu of pureed foods (for example, fava beans, broccoli, Japanese sweet potato).

Happily, his primary source of food–Miriam–has not felt the effects of his toothy mouth.

Full-House
These weeks teemed with people–house-guests (Abu and Imama), new but temporary neighbors (Aunt Talia, Uncle Aaron, and Cousin Oren), new and cross-the-bay neighbor (Hannah), and visitors (Savta Sandra, Abby and Izzy, Debby, Etan, and Sarah, and Aaron Neinstein.

Twenty-hours after they were scheduled to arrive, Cruv’s Abu and Imama leapt into Cruv’s embrace.  For the next ten days, they rocked the guitar and rattle, read cardboard books, worked on child-safety projects, toured San Francisco, and, as Cruv and his Imama partied, Abu and Yaron sneaked-out for awesome rides.

The much anticipated meeting of Cruv and Oren filled the lively room with quiet sweetness (beautiful captured by Aaron N).

New acquaintances, we know they will be best-buds soon.  With their little ones in their respective slings, Yaron and Talia look forward to lazy days while their busy-partners slave-away at their respective offices.
Despite the many guests, neighbors, and visitors, Cruv, every so often, finds himself alone.  And, as was the case from week one, he is content to be by his lonesome, a beautiful child in a world of wonder.

While in his sling, two particular wonders captivate Cruv: trees and light bulbs.  He’ll crane his neck below the shade of a tree or follow the glow of the bulb as we descend our stairway to the street.

“This is the Way the Lady Rides”
So starts the sing-song-game Rosanne played with Cruv.  Though they met at his Brit, they did not fully bond until Day 36.  Held tight and spoken-to gently, Cruv knew this was special.  They were bound from then on.  On Day 110, Rosanne was diagnosed with cancer, again, again.  Through coughs, fatigue, and pain, Rosanne always got the update on Cruv.  This morning, on Day 242, as Cruv slept in his crib, Roseanne died.  For us, a pitch-black shadow reigned over this blue-sky day.  We thank Cruv, whose sunshine never ceases, for he gladdened his saddened Ima and mended his broken Abba, if only in spurts.  In return, Cruv, ask that we tell you of Rosanne and demand we love you as she loved us.

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