WHO DAT!

If the Steelers couldn't be in the Super Bowl, then I'm glad the Saints were, and even more glad that they won!  It's also kinda nice that both teams have the same basic colors, so Asa and I could wear gear we already had to show our support!

Thanks to Uncle Jeremie for these pics!

The onesie says "I drool Gold and Black".

Touchdown!  (Right before bedtime, Asa ended up in his Eagles jammies.  We're equal-opportunity football fans, I guess.)

Yay uncles!

Center of a Tootsie Pop

Yeah, I know - he's a little young to have seen that particular commercial.  But from recent observation, I'd say he's ready to give that Tootsie Pop a whirl...

Of course, when Mummy won't give him a Tootsie Pop, a Skwish will have to do.  Mmmm.  Wood.

Grampa's Birthday

Note the matching outfits.  On the other hand...

"Hey, Grampa, what's this? I don't have one of these... may I borrow yours?  No worries, I'll just grab a little handful..."

Turns out it's a little scary when it moves, however.

But Grampa cuddles make everything all better.

Happy Birthday, Grampa!  We love you!

Cloning Baby New Year

1973:

2010:

Hope y'all enjoyed 1973, because apparently, 2010 is gonna be just like it.

Work It, Baby!

The New-Mother Pilates Workout!

Wild Thing!

Little baby "Max"...

But why, you ask, do we have our little freshly-bathed baby in the living room (next to an open laptop) in nothing but a towel?  Why is Mommy risking little-boy-fountain-pee for the sake of a cute picture?

Right.

Solid Food

Asa has taken to solid food like a fish to water.  He does come by the foodie thing honestly, but I never thought he'd get it so fast.

So far he eats rice cereal...

Apple, zucchini...

And, as of today, squash.

Today was particularly messy, but usually the worst of it is his propensity for chewing on his fingers between bites.  And blowing raspberries with a mouthful of veg.  Sometimes Mummy needs a full-body bib too.

This is a typical meal, although he doesn't usually have such an audience - Poppy and Nonni were in attendance, and really enjoyed watching our boy chow down.  Can you blame them, really?