My new high chair is sweet
Here I am!
Christmas Eve and I'm ready for Santa Claus
Below, Chaplin is enjoying a Christmas treat and great-grandma is starting Christmas morning with a good cup o' joe. Think any of those presents will make it back to Wisconsin with me???
NO, I wasn't allowed to drive - not even sit up front while the car was running, but pitstops sure were fun. Chaplin got to run around and I had a good meal. My parents, however, stayed away from the gas station hotdogs. Smart.
Back in the car, Chaplin and I curled up for another couple of hundred miles. Note that we have a safe GRACO Snugride car seat and made it home just fine.
Back at home we are enjoying some playtime before school starts. Hope all are well!!!
The Goose is getting fat. (Christmas means Carnage!)
The children are all snuggled warm in their bed.
While visions of sugarplums dance in their head(s).
Will I settle down for a long, winter's nap?
Here I am all wrapped up for winter...in my Icelandic fleece and Jester's hat - don't I just look adorable?
Mom and Dad are very impressed with my newfound ability to "almost situp"
Yes - I can follow you with my eyes...and you look funny.
Wow - all this smiling and kicking my legs around sure does make me tired.
"SALUDOS a todos" - Jack
"simpatizo" - jason
dulce contemplación - anon
I went to the doctor yesterday - he says I am healthy - so all the crying is probably just colic and will go away one of these days. I weighed in at 11 and a half pounds - my mom says I have chubby legs!! I also had four vaccinations - they made me cry really hard for about a minute and since then I have been really sleepy...which seems to make everyone here happy.
I'm sleeping in the arms of Grandma Stanley whilst papa Jason was out galavanting and enjoying Oregon's Pinot Noir - (my daddy's a lush) (in his defense, he did attend an academic conference)
Mama - that's enough milk. I want PIZZA!
Yes dear readers, October has arrived and some may ask "Why is your dad so content?" Well, dad's birthday is this month and it's beisbol playoff time. I'm sporting my colors (go Yanks!) My parents are doing better and getting used to my wacky nocturnal schedule by catching naps when they can and being more efficient with their time. [Plus, my routine is fairly simple: eat, sleep, soil diaper, look around, repeat...] Enjoy a couple of pictures that truly cannot capture all of our appreciation for such cool grandparents and English friend.
All the way from the dreary depths of
Don't be fooled by my face here. Our good friend Michael was out for a couple days and made my parents a fabulous chicken curry. We went to Lake Michigan again and I found some solice while driving around in the car seat. I'm really about to cry here because Michael won't let me play with his goatee any more. Please come back soon so my parents can take you to the breweries and I can learn to speak English properly. Enchanté mon ami...
Aunt Maggie is gone for now - but Jack sure had a good time...even though he can't yet wave good-bye.
Ahh...nice and clean - now let's pee on mom so she has to take a bath too!!
Jack's first trip to lake Michigan...thanks to Mack and Bernadette for the sweet wheels!
