The Drill

Poor Austin. Our neighbors upstairs are renovating and throughout the day from time to time will use this drill that is SO SO loud. I mean, it so loud you really cannot hear anything else- the phone, a CD, what other people are saying. Austin is really sensitive to noises and the more it happens, the more traumatized he gets. Today he had to hold my hand for an hour after it stopped -literally he would cry if I let go for even a second - and as long it was going he was crying and had to sit on my bed. He got over it eventually but I am hoping they will be done soon! Otherwise we might be spending a lot of time outside tomorrow. One of the "joys" of apartment living is being so close to your your neighbors. Fortunately this neighborhood (as opposed to other places I have lived in China) is pretty good about enforcing the rule that you can only work between 8 am and 6 pm, so we can breathe a sigh of relief after 6. Here are some more pictures of the past few weeks.

Bath buddies...though Austin still prefers to take a bath without Bennett, they splash each other (well, it is unintentional on Bennett's part but his feet are always moving) and have a good time.If you follow the blog regularly, you might recognize these pajamas. Austin was wearing them less than a year ago!

Doesn't he look grown up? He is such a little boy now, sometimes it is hard to believe.