Author: eaumaison (Page 76 of 210)

Look at my little Samwise sprout!

He’s turned into a wild bean.  Always on the move, always ecstatic or tearful, curious, jealous, enthusiastic, rambunctious, and every changing.

Cruising is a breeze.  He’s working on standing balances.  He’s better at being hand-walked.  I can’t wait for the day I don’t have to carry him everywhere!

More teeth are in.  Four on top, four on bottom, and I saw both lower incisors creeping up this morning.

Toys and objects of every kind.  I have to keep a constant rotation of toys around the house to keep him interested.  He’s really good at finding Jack’s too small toys and trying to eat them.

His appetite is still strong, although he’s starting to show preferences.  Vegetables are already getting the boot.  Sweets and salty things are his favorite, like all of us.  He also likes cheese, fruits of all kinds, yogurt, and goldfish.

Gasp!

Where’s Sam?

AAAH! Peekaboo!

Almost one year, baby.

Gotta go– off to explore more corners unknown.

After he did four squat to stands, I finally got my camera out without him noticing.  Sorry for the portrait framing.  Best I could do in a hurry.

He’s too quick for video, but I finally caught a photo of him standing.

This past weekend we joined the whole family in visiting my Dad’s side, who all live in San Diego.  Jack was just about Sam’s age the last time we all went.  The weather didn’t cooperate, but we still had loads of fun.

Here’s a smattering of photos.  We even used our nice camera at Legoland for the morning, but I haven’t gotten those up yet.  More from the trip are on my flickr.  

(I think you can follow it to the flickr site and view it there)

https://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf

Lyrics for the Grandmere’s song.

I left Sam downstairs for a minute to change clothes and bring down laundry. He cried shortly, then quieted.  I assumed he was playing.  After a minute I heard a baby grunt, closer than I expected.  I ran to the hall.

It’s not even August, and yet every day Jack tells me he has decided what he wants to be for Halloween.  Sometimes several times a day.  So far from this week:

• Spiderman
• Batman
• a Knight
• a Dragon
• a Dinosaur
• Construction Worker
• a King

There are many more I can’t remember from earlier this year.  I tell him “Oh?  Sounds good! Good idea!” and remind him that in October he will make the final decision.  Each idea is always “Definitely” for him.

Sam has started to do Peekaboo himself by putting his arm over his eyes.  It’s totes adorable.  Too bad I couldn’t get him to do it on camera.  Here’s the outtakes.

We had a lovely time out together sans children.  First was dinner at the hot new Sushi Den location in Denver, Izakaya Den.  The food was great, the restaurant pretty (loved the live bamboo encircling the staircase, growing two stories tall).  But it was crazy noisy, rushed, and the table next to us was full of loud, drunk fifty year olds behaving rudely.  Ugh.  Still, Ben enjoyed his miso soup, tempura, and ramen bowl.  I had a delicious melon and Serrano ham salad with basil and watercress, and wagyu beef sashimi. Sorry, no pics.

A new record?  Center green bruise, right forehead lump, and the left sided triplet of red marks (individually acquired) at hairline, brow, and cheek. 

Poor guy!