They grow up so fast.

Tomorrow will mark 3 months since the day we met Manu. I guess that makes today the 3 month anniversary of our 31 hour airport adventure! It certainly seems like more time should have passed, as it's becoming harder to remember life without him. Gone are the impromptu jaunts across town or country on a whim; gone are the nights out for fancy dinners or time with friends; gone is any hope of having lengthy conversation, or losing ourselves in books or movies-but we don't miss it. Just when you think you've got life figured out, something comes along to remind you of what you were missing. And we were missing a lot.

Manu has reached a few milestones this week. After a couple of painful nights crying himself back to sleep without mommy and daddy rushing to his crib, Manu seems to be more comfortable with sleeping throughout the night. This was especially hard on Leslie, as she can't stand to hear him cry, but this is working out best for everyone. Saturday morning also saw Manu take his last bottle, as since then we have successfully transitioned his formula to a sippy cup, and will further transition to milk after we finish up the last of his remaining formula. We've kept as a souvenir an empty can of Lactogen that we bought in India to remind us of his first few bottles we fed him, not that we could ever forget that if we tried, especially the bottle on the plane to Delhi, LOL. Manu also now has six teeth and has learned to bite his food. He also preferes to finger-feed himself, which allows mommy and daddy to relax a bit during dinner. He also enjoys feeding the dog off the side of his high-chair. And to top things off, this afternoon Manu, of his own accord, took off walking across the kitchen floor, a little wobbly, but confident. He has continued practicing all evening! He has also mastered long-division and is five chapters into Moby Dick.