Mischief

What happens when mom and dad go on a date and William stays home with Ooloo and Poppy? All sorts of shenanigans...



Though he doesn't seem to like water he likes to beg for sips of it. Maybe he just likes the idea of it.


Watching daddy do yard work


Most of the day on Monday he practiced going down on one knee. I wondered if this was due to the time he spent with the adorable Ruby on Sunday morning in the nursery (in which she ignored his amorous advances of cooing and hugging).


Some mommy time

Just Some Photos

Just have some cute shots of the boy. He is now a proud owner of tooth number six.




A glimpse of what it will probably look like when William catches his first fish


And when he sits someone down for a serious talk


This is what we have come to lovingly refer to as his "hockey face"



Here he is sporting one of the adorable outfits his Nana made for him.

A Quick Recovery

This week marked William's first bout with sickness, a little head cold. And though it didn't seem to bother him as much as I had expected he has recovered and decided to live life to the fullest. That means shortened naps and an unbelievable fervor for activity. He spent almost all day today practicing pulling up onto objects and letting go, trying really hard to walk. And when that didn't work as planned he wore his knees red crawling on the carpet. Sure, it wore his mom out but the animals were the ones who suffered the most...

Oh, and if you are thinking "not more William stuff" scroll to the last photo. It can be enjoyed by everyone (except maybe people in our local government).

Noisy musical toys always have the reputation for making parents crazy. I haven't found that to be the case yet but Telecia is a different story. Observe her look of complete annoyance as she tries to nap just a few feet away from the book that plays hey diddle diddle, the crab who counts and a hand drum.


Neifi has become accustomed to flopping down close to William without having to worry. He is oblivious to William's new lease on life.


Neifi isn't sure how he is supposed to react but patiently waits until he can't bear it anymore.


And he's off with William close behind.


Mia decided to crawl under a table to see if she could find some stray bits of food. Her brilliant plan hit a hitch when she got stuck.


The other evening we just randomly happened to stumble on this. It was the notables in our local government talking about the great educational institutions in our area, etc. You have to love the typo - the irony is amazing.

Baseball season has started

So William is getting ready (Neifi decided to join in too).



A sign that it is baseball season in our house - the boys watching intently together.


I decided to do a test with dairy since William is at the age when some kids grow out of their sensitivity. It failed and Mia happened to be running around my feet at the time and got nailed. She got most of the spitup off but didn't realize that her ear had been hit too. All three of us needed baths after that incident.

How can you tell if your cat is a secret spy?

It helps if he forgets to completely wash off one of his disguises

William is now no longer interested in the mechanics of crawling and wants to stand places with something to hold on to so that he can practice letting go and standing on his own. This can go on for an hour if you have the patience. He is also begging to go for "walks" (which means we lend him two fingers to use for balance and he walks where he wants to). Last Monday on three different occasions he looked right at Brad and said "dada". We then decided to practice momma and on Wednesday he said that too. But now he only says momma so we have to go back to working on dada again.

Standing with his Ooloo as a spotter


The sofa has become quite a popular location


The sheer excitement of being temporarily independent



A big fat tear from a fall while trying to stand on his own for a while. Good news... he still needs mom and dad around, for at least another week.


I went to make lunch the other day and found this sticker on my tomato. It does disturb me a little, especially considering that the tomato costs the same as it always had. I would be upset at the company for not passing a little price reduction onto the consumer but it occurred to me that I have no idea who that company is or where my tomato came from (so shame on me!). I do have to say that I think politicians are missing a great advertising opportunity with produce since they aren't really getting much media coverage about the next election. I can already imagine hearing pundits ramble on about the zucchini demographic...