Sebastian has discovered some new sounds: squeaks and squeals, at an incredibly high pitch and often painfully loud volume. He conveys both happiness and displeasure with pretty much the same squeal. We far preferred the vowelly coos and oohs. Still no consonants. :)
He's been changing in other ways too - he used to love the mobile that hangs over his crib, cooing and smiling at it for 20 minutes at a time. It was terrific when we wanted to make dinner or eat a meal together. Sadly, it no longer seems to do the trick. After a mere 2 minutes, he starts to loudly vocalize his boredom (see above). We're still casting around for the next thing that can hold his attention for 15 minutes without our active participation.
He's getting better and better at hand-eye coordination, which of course means that he's started grabbing all sorts of things. My hair is a particular favorite, but tshirts are a close second. He's pretty strong, too, so when he grabs part of your skin under the shirt it can really hurt. His neck is very strong and his head increasingly stable, so we've been working a lot on sitting. He likes to sit up with my assistance, but after a brief honeymoon period he has rejected the BebePod chair that cousin Danica so loved. Perhaps he'll like it better in another week or so - I've put it away in the meantime as it triggered violent twisting fits (and screeches, of course).
I wish I could report that he's becoming a better sleeper as well, but no. It's very strange, as both Steve and I are extremely sound, good sleepers - we so hoped that that was genetically inheritable. Sebastian never seems to last all that long before startling himself awake, and then he requires help to get back to sleep. So our nights are interrupted every hour or two (or occasionally three) with one of us getting up to soothe the baby. I've taken to going to bed at 9 pm every night in an effort to get enough hours of sleep.
