The sweet smell of success...

... apparantly smells a lot like feet. Yes, the gentleman has finally managed to do what he's been trying to do for months - eat his own feet. He looked so proud lying there sucking on his own big toe. I suppose I'd be pretty pleased if I could do that too. He's also mastered rolling over on the bed now, so you can't let him out of your sight for a second from hereon in. The fun starts here, people.

His chest seems to be improving, fingers crossed. Its pretty rattly and he's coughing more which seems to hurt him, but his breathing seems better and he is in better form. Most of the time.. sometimes, particularly when he's getting tired, he takes a crying thing and won't settle. Poor little guy. Hopefully it won't be too long before we have our happy laughy little man back, its not nice to see him all sicky.