"One More"

Two weeks ago we were in Norwood, Colorado and LaSal, Utah for some serious family reunion-ing. At LaSal there were two really cute yellow labs, one named Aspen and the other Tex. The Boy, of course, loved the dogs. One day he started feeding Tex some Teddy Grahams. I guess he thought Tex had had enough because he told him "one more".

"One More" consists of holding one finger up, this is sometimes followed by the sign for "more", but usually it's just the one finger.

New Comfort

Move over Tigger....

The Boy has a new favorite.

We acquired this old 'mote control jeep from Jack-Jack. Apparantly Brad thought they had thrown it away, but The Boy found it and would not let it go. It's a good thing they let us have it, because he wasn't about t leave there without it.

He slept with it the next two nights (naps, too) He doesn't sleep with it as much now, but he loves playing with it. And he still loves Tigger and his blanket!

Cherry Picker

Tuesday evening we sat outside with a bowl of cherries. The Boy could not keep his hands out of the bowl. He would pick a cherry and then proceed to pierce it with his thumb and then suck the juice out. Only one suck though and then he was ready for another cherry. Hey, I'm just happy he put something other than yogurt and applesauce in his mouth!

Thanks Gramama C for the lovely cherries!

boo boo

The other day The Boy fell and hit his head on the corner of the cement step outside our house. I couldn't tell how deep it was so we went to the Dr.'s office just to make sure he didn't need stitches. We waited forever just for a steri strip, which I could have done myself, except for the fact that The Boy was screaming and squirming and it took 2 of us just to hold him down while the Dr. put the steri strip on. So, we hit a milestone: almost stitches.

I am sure this will not be the last boo boo.

Another injury from the fall.

Two days later. It looks messy because it wouldn't stop bleeding that first night. I had to put a band-aid on it and the blood just dried around it, but he won't let me clean it.

Peek-A-Boo

Please enjoy this delightful video of The Boy.

Tiptoe through the tulips....

Last week mom and I went to Thanksgiving Point for the Tulip Festival. I love tulips.
Love them.
I wish I had mad photography skills.

Wish I had any photography skills.

I love the way they bend.


What? No pics of The Boy? He slept through the entire outing. Didn't wake up when I took him out of the car seat. Or back in car seat. Or out of car seat again. We'll have to go back for Farm Country.

Random Pictures of The Boy

The Boy's latest feeding accomplishment: feeding himself with a spoon.

As you can see, he hasn't quite mastered it, but he is really pretty good. This week he also used a fork to pick up waffles. And he picked up peas and little bits of carrot and ate them! This is huge because he has been anti-veggie pick-up, only eating veggies (and most fruit) mashed with cereal. HUGE!

Sporting some way cute clothes.

Here is the story behind this picture. I was doing something in the kitchen and The Boy was playing nicely in the living room. Then I heard him screaming, I rush into the living room and this is what I saw. Of course, I grab my camera instead of rescuing him. I just love his face, he is so mad! I'm a mean mom.