Our Two Sons
A blog, all about the experiences of two little ones in the Pacific Northwest
Tuesday, November 30, 2004
Monday, November 29, 2004
Sunday, November 28, 2004
Saturday, November 27, 2004
Friday, November 26, 2004
Thursday, November 25, 2004
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
Monday, November 22, 2004
My new trick is pulling cords out of the wall. I'm an anti-electricity Luddite! I also believe strongly that pots and pans should be free of their cabinets, folded laundry should not be contrained to orderly piles but should instead be strewn across the living room and most of all; remote controls exist to be drooled on.
Sunday, November 21, 2004
Nine Months
Da crib
As of Friday, Thomas has officially been in this world as long as he was in my belly. While he was in my belly someone told me I should take a picture of him every month in the same positon. This was a great idea and doable for the first seven months. In the eighth month, he refused to lie down or even sit for his picture and this month was no different. So now he stand. Indepedent streak you say...uh duh.
Friday, November 19, 2004
Christmas is coming
Stocking feet
Thomas got his stocking from Mom Mom in the mail yesterday, he was very excited, his favorite toys are the booties that she made for him, all three pairs, non of which fit anymore but that doesn't stop him from crawling around with them in his mouth, or dangling them high above his head so that he can scream at them.
Thursday, November 18, 2004
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
Thomas is starting to look like Mini-Me. He is about 30 pounds now, so about the size Duke was (My cousin's smallish terrier). He has a fully rounded head with a sparse crop of red hair on top. I find myself hand-combing it a lot but at a distance of ten feet he mostly looks bald still. He has crawling down. If you put him down and then walk 20 feet away he'll give you an 'all right then' sort of look and then put his head down, square his crawling shoulders, and then crawl on over and pull on your pant leg. He knows that the action is up in the air when you pick him up and transport him to other locales. Last night, when he was doing the full length of the house crawl, I tried to reward him by taking him on a whirlwind tour of the ground floor and the deck so that he would learn that hard work has it's just rewards. Sometimes, though, I feel like a tripod machine from the War of the Worlds novel, doing the bidding of some strange new life form who is the next generation.
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Monday, November 15, 2004
Saturday, November 13, 2004
Friday, November 12, 2004
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
Friday, November 05, 2004
Thursday, November 04, 2004
Warning! Disaster Area
My room
Thomas has started doing what I call the broken leg crawl. He sticks his right leg perpendicular to his body, and then crawls forward using the other three appendages. It looks very silly.
He also has learned to dance. He has quite a good sense of rhythm (which he gets from me :) ) and enjoys bouncing up and down on his bottom to the radio, veggie tunes or Mama’s very bad singing.
And how is it possible that at 8 1/2 months he already has a disaster area for a room?