Monday, May 31, 2010
Later that night the boy hoisted himself onto the dinner table and crawled to the spoon to get his applesauce. We'll put table manners on the 'to-do' list.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
So I often wonder what his life will be like when he grows up. Here might be a clue to the booger's future career path.
Our coffee table has a sort of prison bar shelf underneath it with some atlases and various magazines stored there. One thing he's been doing lately is crawling under the coffee table. Once there he'll flip on his back and reach up for whatever he can find.
Looks to me like a miniature version of me working on my Jeep. Maybe we have a little mechanic on our hands. Or maybe a mechanical engineer.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
He does, however, understand that throwing it on the floor makes a really fun noise.
Monday, May 10, 2010
How can you get upset at a face like this? (See the sweet potatoes on the table?)
In sappy news, he melted my heart today by sort of waving good-bye to me when I dropped him off at daycare. His teacher said it counted as a wave, so I'm totally counting it.
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Anyway, we've moved him into the bathtub from the kitchen sink. He sat up and splashed for a while.
Then he played on his stomach. He was splashing and spinning and giving us both heart attacks by trying to stick his face under water. The blue thing is his bath sponge that he's totally outgrown.
After it was over, he played in the empty tub and was fascinated by the drain.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
You know the feeling (and inevitable the look) you get when you have a nice cold glass of water in front of you, just waiting to quench your thirst? You bend down, take a sip from the straw, and then, BAM!, your mouth is fizzing, your nose is tingling, and that is the worst tasting water in the history of human existence. But then you remember you ordered Sprite.
The boy has really been enjoying his pears for the last week and can't seem to get enough. He starts grinning and reaching for the bowl whenever we sit down to give him some. So you can imagine his excitement to see a creamy colored puree heading for his mouth tonight, just like so many times before. Only this time it wasn't pears. Surprise little fella! It's Sprite, not water! Enjoy your apples kiddo!
We missed the first couple bites, but managed to catch a few. He looked like we gave him a Sour Patch Kid or something. It was priceless.