tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19529687440561366112024-03-14T08:32:58.062-04:00SaBlobBlogRamblings and Rants About Our Lives and Suchslzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17572435142610689081noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-5413547488823686362014-07-24T23:25:00.000-04:002014-07-24T23:25:04.482-04:00Heads up!The picture is blurry, the lighting is terrible, but you get the idea. We're nearing month 4 and life is pretty good. The first 2 months were total chaos, a big blur really, but we're through the worst and loving how much these two love each other!<br />
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This guy. Can't get enough. He's a giggly mess every morning!<br />
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<br />slzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17572435142610689081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-60193119618979355212014-05-18T20:52:00.002-04:002014-05-18T20:52:13.306-04:00Hitching a ride<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption">Courtesy Auntie Anna!</td></tr>
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<br />R E Dowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17123237319162927673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-75164126100174979512014-02-23T20:54:00.000-05:002014-02-23T20:54:24.330-05:00Makeup, and cranesTwo quick pictures...<br />
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<br />R E Dowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17123237319162927673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-72691584375565004772013-11-05T10:01:00.003-05:002013-11-05T10:01:55.851-05:00Deep in thought<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I'd like to claim he's deep in thought about the meaning of marriage, but I think he was wondering if he could get some more bubbles to play with, as well as when dinner was going to start!</div>
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R E Dowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17123237319162927673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-71589789239528625932013-09-24T14:23:00.000-04:002013-09-24T14:23:20.791-04:00Gardening with Grandad!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<br />R E Dowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17123237319162927673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-3913031988840957092013-05-23T10:42:00.003-04:002013-05-23T10:42:56.258-04:00A Year and a BitI wrote this on January 3, 2013, but I didn't get quite as much done as I hoped. It's still a pretty long post so thought I should just throw it up to help remember how much he's changed. It was fun to look back and remember what Ollie was doing about 5 months ago. I'll try to write another one soon so I don't forget it all!<br />
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Another year! (It had just turned 2013!) This last year and a bit has been so much fun. <br />
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Here's the rundown of some Ollie stats:<br />
Weight: 25+ pounds<br />
Clothes: 12-18 months<br />
Teeth: 9 +/-2 It's harder to put my finger in his mouth to see how many he has these days.<br />
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Loves: Lights, birds, food (especially blackberries), balloons, balls, cars, cats, water, baths, streams, lakes, any body of water, being outside, collecting or eating pinecones and sticks,<br />
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Hates: Diaper changes (though daddy is great entertainment for these), broccoli<br />
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What can he do: He can identify his own or our eyes, nose, mouth, ears. He helps get himself dressed and take his clothes off at the beginning/end of each day. He's a great communicator, he clicks his tongue when he's thirsty, can sign the word for food when he's hungry (he can also sign: more, please, hat, bird, and all done).<br />
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Words: Many! Cat, dog (woof, woof), Moo (for a cow), bird, duck (and quack), owl, shoes, socks, nose, eyes, please, thank you, lights (he's obsessed!), car, truck, ball, boo-oon (balloon), book, hat, mama, daddy, fish, tree and banana (or, actually Na-nana).<br />
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We've done lots of fun things with our babything this past year. One of our favorites has been visiting the babything's cousin, the ladybaby. She's just 2 months younger than he is and is quite adorable, as you can see. The two together are unbearably cute.<br />
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Our several camping and hiking adventures were among the most fun. We've done a few hiking expeditions, but some favorite were to some NC parks.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Panning for gold and finding some snakes, also at Hanging Rock</td></tr>
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We decided to start our camping adventure on Friday, the 13th, in July, when the babything was 8.5 months old. The Blob and I took him to Grayson Highlands for an overnight and as usual, he surprised us by being happy and cooperative the whole time. He loved every bit and slept well too. This kid is amazing! We had some hints from friends who had tried before, so we set him up in his car seat to sleep the first time.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Camping! In the tent at Grayson Highlands.</td></tr>
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The camping was such a success that we returned with a few more people mid-September, when the babything was 10.5 months. This time, we had a 4 person tent and he slept in a pack n' play. </div>
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<span style="text-align: center;">There are several things that I love about Grayson Highlands. The views are amazing and the topography changes pretty often.</span><br />
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The weather changes pretty quickly, and dramatically. We were mid-hike, having a leisurely lunch when, out of nowhere, we were caught by a mini-derecho! We scrambled to get dry bits on and protect the babything. Thankfully, he had a happy, little baby pod to protect him from the elements.<br />
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Another thing that Grayson Highlands offers is wild ponies! We saw many, many ponies this trip (none on the first trip though). <br />
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And probably the best part of Grayson Highlands is the waterfalls. There are many and they are amazing!<br />
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The babything missed a few of the waterfalls. He was too busy sleeping on top of them. <br />
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While I love his curiosity in this picture (below), I love what it represents even more. He started crawling about 5 minutes after I took this picture, so this captured the last few moments of being a baby. <br />
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And I haven't organized these, but here are a few pictures of the life of the babything from his first year.<br />
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slzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17572435142610689081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-18348969740561763672013-02-26T11:53:00.000-05:002013-02-26T11:53:11.012-05:00Kitten? Tree?<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>R E Dowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17123237319162927673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-44851167842716830272013-02-25T15:48:00.002-05:002013-02-25T15:48:29.647-05:00Garden Gnome<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />slzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17572435142610689081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-84526873237570412562013-02-01T15:44:00.000-05:002013-02-25T15:44:58.923-05:00Stomp!Little boys, big fun.<br />
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<br />slzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17572435142610689081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-35268990244856840352013-01-09T21:14:00.001-05:002013-01-09T21:15:06.678-05:00Sickie PantsIf RSV and bilateral ear infections get you down, wear your warm bits inside and look as pitiful as possible. Then daddy will feed you cookies all day. Worked for this guy.<br />
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<br />slzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17572435142610689081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-25333716095379860142013-01-02T10:35:00.001-05:002013-01-02T10:35:01.846-05:00It's the end of the world as we know it.Ollie is walking! <br />
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He hasn't been on the fast track for any milestone, which is more than fine by us, as long as they happen. He's more of a calculated risk kind of guy. Once he knows he'll be able to do it, he just does it. None of this messing about, trying and falling stuff. When he started crawling, he had only just figured out how to sit himself up and then once that happened, he just went. No commando style, none of that modified crab walk crawling. Just plain old crawling...when he was absolutely ready. <br />
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It was the same way with walking. He started out being pretty stable standing, so we encouraged him to take a couple steps, which he reluctantly would do, but more often than not, he would just sit himself down and crawl. Rather than walk, he started to do some knee skating. This allowed him to a) not walk and b) carry stuff around with him. He got pretty good at it! <br />
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New Year's Day was a bit dreary here, weather-wise, but Ollie passed the time with a bit of reorganization. He spent quite a lot of time taking cat food out of a bag and relocating it under the bench. We repacked the bag after he was done each time and he'd start over. He clearly inherited his dad's compulsion to organize.<br />
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<br />slzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17572435142610689081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-13387354201481556452012-11-01T12:26:00.001-04:002012-11-01T12:26:38.749-04:00HallBirthODayWeen!For Ollie's Birthday we let him crash sailing boats in to each other...<br />
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and then dressed him up as a tiger, which he seemed to think was the best thing this side of an actual tiger.<br />
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Last week he attempted to take his grandfather's MGB out for a spin, with his cousin as an accomplice. Doesn't bode well for the teenage years.<br />
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<br />R E Dowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17123237319162927673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-62753259796209138752012-09-24T10:49:00.002-04:002012-09-24T10:49:41.122-04:00People let me tell you 'bout my best friend..."...He's a warm hearted person who'll love me to the end.<br />
People let me tell you 'bout my best friend,<br />
He's a one boy, cuddly toy, my up, my down, my pride and joy."<br />
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I love these lyrics from "The Courtship of Eddie's Father." And yes, I think both the Blob and I feel this way about our little ginger nut--that we want to tell everyone about him and that he's our pride and joy, etc.<br />
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But sadly, I'm pretty sure our babything thinks of another being this way...and the feeling is mutual.<br />
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From the day our babything came home from the hospital, Gio has been all up in his business. Blob made a screencover for our co-sleeper to keep that cats out, but that didn't dissuade Gio from inspecting. Wish we had a picture of this! As soon as we all fell asleep each night, Gio would creep onto the top of the co-sleeper cover to sleep for the night, hovering above the babything until we woke up and shooed him away. It was pretty sweet actually. Thankfully the Blob built a bomb-proof cover that was able to support Gio's weight easily.<br />
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Our babything has been equally enamoured with the cats. All of them really, but especially Gio. To show how much he loves cats, his first, real, identifiable, fully-pronounced word was cat. He was chasing Gio at the time and it's been highly repeatable and often repeated. <br />
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We have other cats. None of the others seek him out, want to be near him, need to be part of whatever he's doing in quite the same way. Still, they're pretty good with the babything too.<br />
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Gio was an accidental acquisition (he and his sister were and example of foster failure). What a happy accident! It hurts my heart to think that we might have deprived them of each other. <br />
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I think they get along so well because they match! What do you think?<br />
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<br />slzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17572435142610689081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-36116280065842843982012-08-23T15:26:00.000-04:002012-08-23T15:26:25.902-04:00Our Little Pumpkin HeadQuick warning: this post may be a bit boring for those of you not interested in genetics or how genes are expressed. Also, I don't understand it much myself so I may have over simplified it a bit or just plain gotten it wrong.<br />
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Oliver has red hair! <br />
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What! How did that happen? Since I always imagined having little brown-headed babies and Blob always imagined having little blond monsters running around, we were both surprised to learn that our baby is a ginger. Because I can't help myself, I looked into how it works and what the chances of having a ginger muppet were.<br />
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I have brown hair. Blob has blondish hair. Before looking into this, I assumed that I was solely responsible Ollie's orangey-red locks since my mom has firey red hair and several other member of her family do as well. <br />
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Red hair is a recessive trait and needs two copies of the recessive allele to be expressed. So in fact, both Blob and I had to contribute a recessive red allele. We're both carriers!<br />
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<u>The Red Hair Gene: MC1R (RR, Rr, rr)</u><br />
The gene that determines whether or not someone has red hair is called MC1R (I have no idea why!). Let's call the alleles "R" if it is dominant and "r" if it is recessive. When it works, this gene creates a protein that converts hair color pigment from red to something else. <br />
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If a person does not have red hair, then at least one copy of the MC1R allele is on/working (R). That means at least one or both parents contribute a working copy (either Rr or RR genotype). With one or more working alleles for the gene, a person can convert hair color pigment from red (pheomelanin) to not red (eumelanin). <br />
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If each parent contributes a recessive allele (rr), the MC1R gene does not work. Pigment stays red (pheomelanin). So, all redheads have the genotype rr.<br />
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<u>Pigment Bunches (pppppppp to PPPPPPPP)</u><br />
Each person has 8 alleles that determine how dark his/her hair is. We get 4 alleles that code for pigment from each parent. The spectrum runs from the lightest light blonde hair, which is pppppppp, to really dark or black hair, which is PPPPPPPP. <br />
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<u>Our Genotypes</u><br />
My genotype for MC1R is Rr. Since my mom is a readhead, she could only contribute a (r) recessive allele to me. Since my hair is not red, I also have a working copy (R). So, my genotype has to be Rr. It's easy to tell with me because my dark hair is accompanied by red highlights and freckles. I have dark-ish brown hair, so my pigment making bunch probably is either PPPPPppp or PPPPPPpp. <br />
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Blob's genotype for MC1R is Rr also. We know his since our baby-thing has red hair (rr), but Blob doesn't have red hair. That means that Blob has to be a carrier of the recessive trait (Rr) and passed his (r) recessive allele on to the baby thing. It's a bit harder to tell that Blob is a carrier, but after doing a bit of reading, we learned that we should have been able to tell since his beard grows in with red hair. Neither of Blob's parents have red hair either, so one of his parents also has to be a carrier of the recessive trait (Rr). We're guessing it's probably his dad. Rob has blondish hair, so his pigment making bunch probably is either PPpppppp or PPPppppp.<br />
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Oliver's MC1R genotype is rr. We don't yet know what his pigment bunch looks like. If he's a strawberry blonde, he'll have less pigment (e.g., PPpppppp). If he has bright orangey hair, he'll have a split (e.g., PPPPpppp). If he has auburn hair, it will be more like (PPPPPPpp).<br />
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And here is where most of my info came from:<br />
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To introduce solid foods, we're trying "Baby-Led Weaning". It's not terribly common (at least I don't know anyone else trying this way), but we love it. In this situation, weaning means introducing solid foods, not cessation of breastfeeding. It aligns with our overall parenting approach (in that it's both lazy and uncontrived). The basics for starting are:</div>
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<li>Give your kid 2 inch long pieces of food (one inch to hold and one inch to eat) while they are learning.</li>
<li>Let them figure it out. They get to figure out how best to hold the food. They also get to perfect their aim. Once they get it into their mouth, it may involve activating their gag reflex, which is not the same as choking. In infants, the gag reflex is further forward in their mouth, just for this reason, to protect them from choking when they learn to explore foods.</li>
<li>Food is fun! Since he still gets most of his nutrition from breast milk, he doesn't need to eat any particular amount. In fact, some days if we're really busy we just don't get around to it and he's fine.</li>
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It's been going really well for us. Our little pumpkin head loves it. Here are a few things we like about it:<br />
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<li>He feeds himself. Definitely worth mentioning again.
His dexterity has remarkably improved after just three weeks of introducing solid foods. He uses his hands to explore the food, turn it around and aim it at his mouth. He has so much fun eating. </li>
<li>He feeds himself. Yes, again. Another benefit is that he regulates which foods and how much food he puts in his mouth. I think this will help with portion control.</li>
<li>He eats almost anything we offer him. He'll try it, move it around in his mouth, see what he thinks. It's a fun way for him to discover all sorts of flavors and textures.</li>
<li>Mouthy manipulations. Soon, about two days after he started solid foods, he started saying many, many more consonant sounds. The timing may have been a total coincidence, though I think having greater control over his mouth and how he uses it may have helped.</li>
<li>Chewing. Yes, at 6 and half months, he had only been "eating" for three weeks, had no teeth, but already started to chew his food! I'm kind of amazed.</li>
<li>It's convenient. When we go out to dinner or eat at friends houses, I don't need to worry about packing food for him, I can just give him something from my plate.</li>
<li>The magnificent gag reflex.
I actually think it's fascinating to observe your child's built in features working well and the way they ought to. It's interesting. He infrequently gags, but when he does, the food just comes back up quickly. He's not at all bothered by this and will pick the same piece of food right back up and try again. For him, it's just part of the learning process. Ooops, I put that one in too far. Ooops, too many at a time. </li>
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Here's another video where you can see him loving the ever so unhelpful bananas. He gags a bit in this clip, at about 37 seconds. You can see how little he's affected by it.<br />
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<li>Gagging. If you're a nervous person, the gagging might worry you. We're pretty laid back, so have accepted that this is just part of the natural learning process. And Ollie isn't damaged by it at all, not even a little. If it bothers you or your kid, then it's not for you.</li>
<li>Constipation. We accidentally constipated him. Whoops. That was a mommy fail. Somehow, I've lived my entire life without knowing that bananas stop you up. Since they were easy, I gave him bananas every day in the beginning. We resolved this with a bit of (diluted) prune juice and also give him a bit of dried plums with every meal. He loves them and has no problem navigating the skins.</li>
<li>Mess. At first, there's a lot of it, especially with avocados. It's so much fun for him and I have the time, so I don't mind cleaning up with him afterwards. </li>
<li>Time. If you don't have time, it's quicker to just feed your kid yourself..</li>
<li>Allergies. If you're introducing one food at a time and are worried about allergies, this may not be the best approach for you. You can still make it work, but some of the convenience factors disappear. </li>
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<br />slzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17572435142610689081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-69001346555718435932012-05-14T11:41:00.001-04:002012-05-14T11:41:56.355-04:00Unkle MandyThis post is loooong overdue. Back in March, my fabulous little sister, Amanda, came to visit from the Bay Area. Ollie was a big fan! Here are some of my favorites from her visit:<br />
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Our older sister, Elissa, and her son, Alex, came to visit for the weekend while Amanda was in town. Amanda was initially concerned that Alex might not like her, but he was also a BIG fan.<br />
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<br />Now, the only aunt/uncle left to meet is Auntie Joe Z.<br /><br />slzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17572435142610689081noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-90116007103034419212012-05-06T23:24:00.002-04:002012-05-06T23:24:46.884-04:006 Months! Wait, Really?<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Apparently, this baby-thing's been around for 6 months. He's so easy, hilarious, and generally amazing that it's hard to believe.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For his half-birthday, he went on a swing:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As I write this, he's smiling in his sleep. That's just how happy this little man is.</span>R E Dowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17123237319162927673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-21976050921312256192012-04-23T10:40:00.000-04:002012-04-23T10:40:26.789-04:00Egg-cellentEgg-citing times for Easter, hunting for eggs with the neighborhood kids and then again with cousin Isla.<br />
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<br />slzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17572435142610689081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-72160785942796443952012-04-23T10:12:00.003-04:002012-04-23T10:16:56.994-04:00RockstarWe've got lots of material! Here's a series of pictures that I love, atop Stone Mountain a couple weeks ago. He's definitely our kid. He LOVES to be outside!<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The next day he got to paddle in the river. He was equally impressed despite the not-terribly-warm water. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>R E Dowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17123237319162927673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-83272786532881665132012-03-14T15:35:00.003-04:002012-03-14T15:38:53.245-04:00The [tooth] is rarely pure and never simple<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
<span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">I know every parent says this, but ours kid--OURS--is different. (I hope you're picking up on the sarcasm that I'm ineptly trying to convey.) But yes, our kid is slightly advanced. No, I'm not shouting from the rafters with glee. He's a bit advanced in the teething department. Of all things! We caught a glimpse of his first tooth at 3.5 months and we haven't seen much more of it a whole month later. Instead of getting that tooth to grow (lazy tooth), he spends most of his days like this.</span> </div>
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<br /></div>slzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17572435142610689081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-30703927321013770342012-03-09T16:50:00.002-05:002012-03-09T16:50:22.674-05:00One way or another...I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha<br />
One way or another I'm gonna win ya<br />
I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha!<br />
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I love how he takes a brief hiatus from his mission to wonder why I'm laughing hysterically at him.<br />
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<br />slzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17572435142610689081noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1952968744056136611.post-9511823157285391272012-02-26T22:36:00.003-05:002012-02-26T22:38:15.651-05:00Yadda YaddaNot quite the Gettysburg Address, but give him another month or so and a few more beers.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This week brought an exciting present in the post from cousin Emma in the UK: Bashful Bunny. At first, Oliver was a bit concerned.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">However, never one to shy away from a challenge, our boy decided that maybe he could make friends.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And after a few minutes consideration he decided that maybe rabbit was on the menu after all.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In other news, global reserves of cute continue to dwindle.</span></div>
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