Saturday, March 23, 2013
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
It's a Baby-Eat-Dog World
I'm starting to understand the distinct possibility that one word was left out of a popular children's book. "See Spot Run" was probably originally titled "See Spot Run Away," but the publishers thought it was too harsh for a young audience. At our house, though, we see Dixie run a lot. She's running away from Carter. I cannot figure out why...
Run, Spot! RUN!!!!
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Half and Whole
Baby, you've been with us for half a year, but you've stolen my whole heart!
At six months old you are so much fun! Starting to giggle and think that our silly sounds are funny. You roll over and are starting to actually move places....uh oh, I guess it's time to child-proof the house (if there truly is such a thing, that is). You love your mommy, maybe a little too much because you're in a bit of a phase where you only want me to hold you at night. I'll tell you a secret, though--I don't mind at all.
You're just learning so much and we are so proud of you. You reach out for things, hold them, and of course promptly put them in your mouth. You recognize yourself in the mirror (and you sure do love that handsome baby who stares back at you). You like looking at things upside-down. You think our dog, Dixie, is hilarious, even when she's not doing anything at all. You're eating solid food like a champ now, and we can always tell when you're hungry because you put your arms straight out as if to say, "Why?!? Why won't you feed me?" Then when you're done you fold up your little wings and go back to your normal self.
**This is the first time you realized there were balloons in your monthly picture. We have lots of outtakes from this photo session where you're grabbing the balloon strings.
Baby boy, you light up my life. Happy eleventh. Mommy and Daddy love you.
At six months old you are so much fun! Starting to giggle and think that our silly sounds are funny. You roll over and are starting to actually move places....uh oh, I guess it's time to child-proof the house (if there truly is such a thing, that is). You love your mommy, maybe a little too much because you're in a bit of a phase where you only want me to hold you at night. I'll tell you a secret, though--I don't mind at all.
You're just learning so much and we are so proud of you. You reach out for things, hold them, and of course promptly put them in your mouth. You recognize yourself in the mirror (and you sure do love that handsome baby who stares back at you). You like looking at things upside-down. You think our dog, Dixie, is hilarious, even when she's not doing anything at all. You're eating solid food like a champ now, and we can always tell when you're hungry because you put your arms straight out as if to say, "Why?!? Why won't you feed me?" Then when you're done you fold up your little wings and go back to your normal self.
**This is the first time you realized there were balloons in your monthly picture. We have lots of outtakes from this photo session where you're grabbing the balloon strings.
Baby boy, you light up my life. Happy eleventh. Mommy and Daddy love you.
Monday, March 4, 2013
Lions and Tigers and 'Dillos, Oh My!
Well, I'm not sure if I've mentioned it lately, but my son is very smart. He can move toys from one hand to the other (see entire blog post dedicated to this amazing feat), roll over, and turn in the direction of a sound. Total baby genius.
One of the reasons he is so smart is because I read to him a lot already. We've read books about saying goodnight to the moon, brown bears, and found out which monsters are not his monster. We recently read a new book called First 100 Animals.
Book review:
First 100 Animals is a great book. It has lots of animals in it (probably around 100) and they are listed in groups based on what kind of habitat the animal lives in. For example, on the "Farm Animals" page there are pictures of a horse, a cow, and a duckling. But there is a big problem with this book. See if you can tell which animal does not belong on the "Jungle" page...
Yep, the armadillo must have crawled all the way from Texas to the Jungle to hang out with his cousin, the gorilla. That's an epic fail, Priddy Books publishing. How am I supposed to teach my brilliant child to continue to be brilliant when you lead him astray like this?
I might as well just teach him to put the square pegs in the round holes...
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One of the reasons he is so smart is because I read to him a lot already. We've read books about saying goodnight to the moon, brown bears, and found out which monsters are not his monster. We recently read a new book called First 100 Animals.
Book review:
First 100 Animals is a great book. It has lots of animals in it (probably around 100) and they are listed in groups based on what kind of habitat the animal lives in. For example, on the "Farm Animals" page there are pictures of a horse, a cow, and a duckling. But there is a big problem with this book. See if you can tell which animal does not belong on the "Jungle" page...
Yep, the armadillo must have crawled all the way from Texas to the Jungle to hang out with his cousin, the gorilla. That's an epic fail, Priddy Books publishing. How am I supposed to teach my brilliant child to continue to be brilliant when you lead him astray like this?
I might as well just teach him to put the square pegs in the round holes...
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Monday, February 25, 2013
Head, Shoulders, Knees and Oh!
I'm about to commit a heinous act of oversharing. I'm about to blog a picture of my toe. More specifically, my disgustingly bruised toe.
There. I did it. Feel free to forward to your friends. I expect this lovely piece of digital toe art to go viral any minute.
The story? Well, it begins with me trying to be nice. No good deed goes unpunished, right? I thought that I'd be nice and try to clean the house so that Jeffrey would be happy. The first thing I did was open the bottom drawer in the bathroom so that I could put up the folded towels...
...and that became both the beginning and the end of my cleaning session. The bathroom drawer fell off of its guide and fell directly onto my poor, poor, poor toe. The next few minutes were a blur of crawling on the floor, using Lamaze breathing techniques to try and stop the pain, and really wishing that accident hadn't happened.
But happen it did, and so today I returned to work sporting one very purple toe and a very classy "pimp limp."
So now that I've marred my blog with that terrible picture, I will attempt a little internet contrition by posting a barrage of Carter cuteness.
And he LOVES her!
The story? Well, it begins with me trying to be nice. No good deed goes unpunished, right? I thought that I'd be nice and try to clean the house so that Jeffrey would be happy. The first thing I did was open the bottom drawer in the bathroom so that I could put up the folded towels...
...and that became both the beginning and the end of my cleaning session. The bathroom drawer fell off of its guide and fell directly onto my poor, poor, poor toe. The next few minutes were a blur of crawling on the floor, using Lamaze breathing techniques to try and stop the pain, and really wishing that accident hadn't happened.
But happen it did, and so today I returned to work sporting one very purple toe and a very classy "pimp limp."
So now that I've marred my blog with that terrible picture, I will attempt a little internet contrition by posting a barrage of Carter cuteness.
And finally, somebody finally noticed that he has a big (furry) sister...
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