Saturday, December 19, 2009

Reading together

Sorry it's sideways... thought I'd be able to turn it.  Still cute.




Thursday, December 17, 2009

Time with Friends

Just a bunch of cute pictures from the past week:

Snuggling with Beth in a warm, fuzzy snowsuit:


Meeting Carissa...


...and blowing raspberries:


Doing Christmas baking with Uncle Jacob, slightly in drag.


All these people playing with me all week long... I'm pooped!

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

You Can Lead a Boy to Tummy-Time...

But you can't make him like it.



Or actually do anything, for that matter.






Really, there are moments when tummy time is more "Mummy wants a cool reflection shot" than anything else.  Yeah, yeah, it's good for him and all that.  It's good for blog pics, and sometimes (my dear demanding blog-followers) that's a better reason than avoiding a flat head.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

So close...

(The tale of a Pacifier.)

As many times before, Asa pulled the paci out of his mouth; difference is that this time he hung on.  The train of thought seemed to go as follows:

"I LOST MY PACI!!! ... Oh!... here it is.  Look, Mummy!"


"Now, to get it back in my mouth...  I know it's here somewhere..."


"I know I'm close, it's just... huh!  Hello, what's this?"


"FINGERS!! YAY!! MY FAVORITE!!! hmm?  Paci?  What paci?"


All of this, as you probably noticed, took place on a moving swing.  Ah, the things I do for you blog-followers.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

On the Nice List

At yesterday's church bazaar...



...with his circle of admirers.


Friday, December 4, 2009

Such Music in Heaven...

As Liam joins Tommy and Paddy Clancy and Tommy Makem.  God has an Arran sweater now, I just know it.





And someday, I'll tell you the story of the time Liam Clancy and Tommy Makem sang to me and kissed me.  But of this I am sure: although his wandering is done, there shall be no weeping for the songs that he did not sing.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

After Thanksgiving 2009

The cousins met, and the grown-ups got to snuggle babies other than their own.  What's not to love?




Playing with Aunt E.'s camera bag.


Mommy can hold the baby as long as she holds me, too...


We were having more fun than it might appear, really we were.


"Baby paci?"


Nonni and her angels.