Blowing Raspberries

4 Mar

Sam found his tongue last night. Hoo boy.



Poop is Funny

9 Feb


8 Feb

to one!

Yesterday was Sam’s six-month birthday. He was pretty sleepy, as we had returned from a visit to Kentucky the night before (at midnight…thanks, Frontier!) — but we did manage to catch this gem:

Also, the 5-month video that never got posted (for reference):

Good Riddance

31 Dec

Dear 2010,

Goodbye. Farewell. So Long. Don’t let the door hit you on the way out.

Thanks for the dog, and maybe for the house, and definitely for the healthy baby on my lap. But you can take your hospital time and being laid off and unemployment and homeowners insurance claims and shove it where the sun don’t shine.

Here’s to a boring, stable, low-key 2011. In which my only resolution is to load and run the dishwasher on a somewhat regular basis.


Effing rattles, How do they work?

21 Dec

4 months!

9 Dec

Month 4 was a big one for Sammy boy: He tripled his birth weight, had his first (and so far, only) visit to the church nursery, went to Kids in the Rotunda (and slept through it), rode the train to Minnesota for Thanksgiving, and cut down a Christmas tree (well, Pop did…Sam slept through it).

He is sticking almost everything in his mouth, fascinated by our twinkle lights, can kind-of-sort-of keep down a bite or two of baby oatmeal, and is ‘talking’ ALL. THE. TIME. Here’s some evidence:

Take 1 of the 4-month-movie didn’t go so well:

Frankly, neither did take 2, but it’ll have to do for now.

“I used to be real interesting…”

28 Nov