This kept him busy for more than 30 minutes, which is comes in at a close second to taking the vacuum apart.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Your love is better than ice cream
This is the first time Isaac has eaten an ice cream cone all by himself. And I never knew I could enjoy ice cream so much that I didn't even eat.
(this is when the first brainfreeze may have set in)
(Getting the drips out of the bottom, yea I think he is a genius for this) 
(I think he is wondering if he could lick his shirt)
Most of life's sweetest moments cannot be planned or expected. Hopefully we can just recognize them and soak them up for all they are worth.
(this is when the first brainfreeze may have set in)
(Getting the drips out of the bottom, yea I think he is a genius for this) (I think he is wondering if he could lick his shirt) Most of life's sweetest moments cannot be planned or expected. Hopefully we can just recognize them and soak them up for all they are worth.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Baby Boy
He may look big to everyone else
but I am surprised by the glimpes of a little boy in my baby
but I am surprised by the glimpes of a little boy in my baby
Monday, April 5, 2010
Easter egg follow up
So I decided to throw caution to the wind and put Isaac's Easter treats in the eggs just as they were. Later that day I was throwing away the packaging and found this:
At least it didn't say not meant for food storage
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Pastel paranoia
I am afraid of plastic Easter eggs.
This does not stem from some childhood trauma involving a egg hunt stampede, but is a new fear induced by parenthood.
It started out simply enough. I saw the bag of eggs on sale at Target, thought they would be fun for Isaac to open for Easter. Then I thought I would wash the eggs before I put food in them. Then I worried that they might not be made of BPA free plastic, which I couldn't wash away. Then I thought about the lead content. Then I thought
"OH MY GOD, WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME?!?"
This does not stem from some childhood trauma involving a egg hunt stampede, but is a new fear induced by parenthood.
It started out simply enough. I saw the bag of eggs on sale at Target, thought they would be fun for Isaac to open for Easter. Then I thought I would wash the eggs before I put food in them. Then I worried that they might not be made of BPA free plastic, which I couldn't wash away. Then I thought about the lead content. Then I thought
"OH MY GOD, WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME?!?"
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Dog toy
No matter what toys Isaac brought her she just didn't want to play. Maybe if he had a steak in his toy box...
Leo sees him as more as a pillow that a play thing. I'd like to think this was some sort of protection instinct, but pretty sure he was just a warm thing to snuggle with.
Monday, February 22, 2010
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