Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Walking in a Winter Wonderland
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Monday, November 30, 2009
Mood swings
I gave him the first push on the swing. I couldn't see his face, but I heard this awesome laughter. I quickly grabbed the camera and made Owen trade me places. But what a one-year-old likes one second apparently can be torture the next. (Or maybe I am just a better pusher.)
Monday, November 23, 2009
Attack of the Hat
"My head is suffocating. It must be stopped!"
"Not to mention the damage it is doing to my hair style."
"The knit monster is strong, but I am stronger!!"
"It fought valiantly, however only one of us could survive."
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
One-year-warranty and I didn't even get an owner's manual
The next day the bump had gone down along with some of my guilt and he decides to bump his mouth on grandma's coffee table. The worst part, he was within a couple feet of three responsible adults. After I checked for wobbily teeth and finding none, I really started to think he was doing this on purpose to keep me on my toes.
So now with a scratched nose, bruised forehead and swollen lip, I am really wishing I would have gotten the extended warranty -- at least 18 years.
Maybe, if the snow was warm
In other baby news, Isaac was facinated by Saturday's snow fall. He just stood at the backdoor watching, throwing a fit whenever we tried to close the door. Although there was just an inch or two of snow, I thought I would give his new snowsuit a try. As I wrangling him into his coat, pants and boots, a thought occured to me "Oh, no what if I have a snow baby? What if he wants to spend many hours skiing or snowboarding instead of cuddling on the couch drinking hot cocoa?" I am all for building a snowman or a quick snowball fight, but the thrill of swinter wonderlands wear off for me on December 26 and I start dreaming of green grass and sandals.
As with most new things Isaac was facinated and happily waddled out on to the back patio. We kept trying to get him to grab the snow but, to my guilty relief, he really didn't want much to do with once he realized that it was really cold. I guess I should have made him some cocoa.
Hey, this is fun!
Hey, what's this stuff?
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Just the three of us
I like being part of this love triangle.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
My little pumpkin
Turns out it's a little harder to get a one-year-old in a pumpkin than a one-week-old. Not only do they grow bigger they also grow an opinion about were you try to shove them.
It wasn't all torture. Isaac had a lot of fun helping David carve his pumpkin. He didn't really get the concept, as he kept trying to put the seeds back in.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Baby Steps
Watching him walk around the block was surprisingly emotional. My baby is walking around the block, how did this happen? This is what it must feel like when your heart breaks and grows at the same time.
He loved every second -- stopping to investigate dandelions, leaves and rocks. He met new dogs and tried to lick a fire hydrant. I have walked this block many times, but it has never been such an adventure. I can't wait to wear the soles off those new shoes.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Friday, September 4, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
First the bookcase, then Everest
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
Sorta-daily Random Photo
Raccoons in the backyard, snakes in the front
There was going to be a picture of a really big snake. It was found living in the very overgrown garden. Owen trapped the snake in a sidewalk crack. I ran to grab a box, tongs and my camera. Owen secured the large snake in the box. I decided it would be a better picture if Owen was holding the snake. When we opened the box the gigantic snake was now an angry, gigantic snake -- darting back and forth in the box. Faster than you can say Samuel L. Jackson that snake was out of the box and back in the garden. Owen was not so quick to grab the snake this time, now that he had an attitude. So you will now have to take my word on the most enormous garden snake ever, because I have no picture to prove any different.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Four-legged Alarm Systems
After midnight...
with really loud barking...
Like it was a chupacabra or Jason Voorhees...
Look closer to see the horror...
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
His Toy Sucks
He has toys bursting with rainbows of colors, toys that play music, toys that jingle and jangle, but none hold his attention for more than a few minutes at a time.
Tonight he happily played on the kitchen floor for almost an hour with the vacuum. He shook the cord, pulled on the hose, pushed the wand around the floor and up the wall and finally he conquered the entire machine by pulling himself up on it.
He was so intense. Like the fate of the world depended on figuring out how this contraption worked.
While this may not be the safest toy, do know how much I got done? This vacuum helped me do two loads of laundry, load the dishwasher, clean the kitchen and take out the garbage. The only thing I didn't get done was the vacuuming.
I can't tell if this means he has a future in engineering or janitorial services.
On a another toy side note: earlier today, after pulling the DVDs off the shelf for the hundredth time, I offered Isaac his entire toy box in the hope of entertaining him. After pulling out a few toys he closed the lid and climbed on top to reach even higher on the shelf.