What I will tell Molly about this trip:

You slept in a pile of pillows. You woke up every few hours whimpering because you needed something (a new diaper, your bottle, the blanket pulled up to your face so you could suck on it). When you woke up you didn't want to be held or touched. In your sleep, however, you liked to make contact (with your feet or your hands). When you woke up fully in the morning, you were happy. You began each day with "Allo" and then scratched the fabric behind the bed.

You drank a lot of water-- 64 oz a day at least. You had a special fondness for yogurt and crackers...but it did not compare to your fondness for congee and shrimp flavored rice cakes.
You ate a ton.



You had a series of games you played everyday: Allo, scratch-scratch-scratch, bang-bang-bang, falling backward into pillow, blinking your eyes, rolling the wheels of the suitcase

You could crawl proficiently and could walk with assistance (on your tiptoes). But you spent most of your time in the baby bjorn.

...to be continued...