Thursday, October 30, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
So, I was in the dressing room trying on bras, having no luck, while my cranky baby wandered around the dressing room. Turns out Ethan is not such a fan of shopping. In between trying on items, it happened. I blinked. And when I opened my eyes, my son was no longer in the dressing room. And yes, the door was closed. Now, the dressing room is about 4 feet wide and I had the stroller in there with me, so it's not like there are places to hide, but I still actually spun around a few times and looked behind the stroller hoping Ethan would appear. When he didn't appear, I panicked. I wasn't dressed, but I threw a shirt in front of me and whipped open the dressing room door. No Ethan. AAAAAAHHH!!!!!!!! I threw the shirt over my head and ran out the door and luckily, there he was, sitting on the floor near the entrance to the fitting rooms. I snatched him up and raced back into the dressing room. My little explorer had decided he needed to explore the lingerie section of Kohls. Nice...what's next?
Monday, October 20, 2008
When I think about what we did on our trip, I have to admit that most of it revolved around eating...eating doughnuts, coffee and fruit next to the lake, eating sandwiches and soup at our favorite cafe, eating fine food at the Deer Park Inn. We also drove around the lake quite a bit, admiring all the homes and finding the best spot on the mountain to view the lake. I think the funniest moment was when I made a fool out of myself at the Deer Park Inn. The owner was French, her son was French-speaking and we had been chatting about francophone related subjects throughout dinner. At one point, the owner came up to our table to take our dessert order and I became "that idiot"...I actually said this whole thing in accented English - "We're going to try the Creme Caramel". (French-speakers - hear the French "r" in those words and it sounds pretty silly). Sigh...oh well. Here are a few pictures:
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Dave contemplated the destination of a ring.
I walked down the aisle on my father's arm, looking at Dave's smiling face .
Dave hollered with joy when we were finally married.
We smooched...a lot.
We smashed cake into each other's faces.
We watched my mother-in-law get down to "Baby Got Back".
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Look at those solid legs! Daddy's genes must be dominant in this regard.
Profile picture: the baby is sort of half turned away towards the top of the
screen; the spine is at the bottom. Looks like maybe a long neck?
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Ethan got a little bored waiting for Dave, so he walked around with Mommy and Grandma.
And then after Dave came in with a time of 21:19, they stood and watched the rest of the runners come in and checked out some dogs too (Ethan's new obsession).
The only bummer is that Ethan started getting fussy and hungry soon after the race, so we left only to find out later that Dave had won his age category and would have brought home a medal. He was really disappointed, but at least he gets his name on the Internet!
Thursday, October 2, 2008
2) He's currently cutting a random assortment of teeth. You know how the "standard" order of teething says, "Bottom two, then top two"? Well, he has the bottom two, and is now cutting ONE top middle tooth and the one next to it - not the other middle tooth, but the one on the other side. Talk about a lopsided mouth. Whatever...
3) He loves to go outside and sometimes stares longingly out the front door.
4) He's decided to "train up himself in the way he should go" by reading Shepherding a Child's Heart at the same time as Mommy and Daddy so that we're all on the same page.
5) He's not allergic to peanut butter! We tried it for the first time today at lunch and all was well.
6) He can imitate a lion upon request. We're also working on duck and dog imitations.
7) He is an absolute dog fanatic. He squeals and laughs and smiles and immediately tries to run to any dog he sees.
8) He's finally starting to get the hang of the "more" sign. Yea for parent-child communication!