Thursday, November 27, 2008

Turkey Day

On this, Henry's first Thanksgiving day, I find myself too tired to eloquently list the many things for which I am thankful. I'm hoping that by this weekend I will have recovered from the Thanksgiving coma, and perhaps be able to write something more detailed. Suffice it to say, there are many things for which I am grateful. Most of all our wonderful family and friends. For those who weren't at the table with us today, I hope that these photos tide you over a bit until you get to see him next.

Here he is enjoying some delicious roasted turkey and squash. Mmmm...


And speaking of Mmmmm, here's Henry's new "mum's the word," "mmmm" face. Teething-induced, we think.

This final photo is from last weekend, when we attended a wedding in Maine. The hotel had an indoor heated pool, so Henry and I took a little dip.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Me and my shadow

What do you do when you're a stay-at-home mom, it's freezing cold out and you've already gone to the store, played with all your baby's toys, played with non-toys, eaten, napped, and repeated? Take silly photos. (I'm afraid to see what happens when we're snowed in)
Earlier in the afternoon, Henry and I went for a chilly walk. Despite the dubious expression on his face, Henry did actually enjoy the walk. As evidenced by his very sweet singing to himself along the way. He's become quite the little vocalist, especially at bedtime.
Last weekend we hosted a fun fall gathering at our place. Our guests included six babies and eleven adults. Now that's a full house! As I've written before, I was fortunate enough to meet a great group of mommas when Henry was just a few weeks old. We continue to see one another regularly, and this was a get together with the dads, too. Taking a picture of all the little ones grows increasingly difficult!
Henry continues to be a good helper around the house. I think he's a little confused about folding laundry though. His method recently included climbing right in the basket.
Henry has also figured out how to open cabinets. Thus the major need for child-safety fasteners on the cabinet doors. Of course, Henry needed to check out just how these fasteners work as his dad installed them.
Finally, he just gets more and more cute every day.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

How time flies

Where does the time go? It seemed like just yesterday that Henry was teeny tiny, and now he's eight months old. Our little buddy continues to fly though milestones and developmental markers like a whiz kid. Some events have been incontrovertible, others may be subject to the partiality of me as reporter and mom.

Definite developments:
1) Tooth count=2
2) Lots of new word-like sounds, mama, dada, baba, etc
3) Climbing the stairs
4) Walking while holding onto his Radio Flyer wagon

5) Clapping (see below)

6) More new foods, more self-feeding, more using the sippy cup
7) Starting the "dropping game." You know, the one where the kid drops his toy from his high chair the moment you pick it up and put it back on the tray. Good times!
8) Using the cell phone. Really. About two minutes after I took the photo below Henry somehow managed to dial Brian's number. I have no idea how he did this, considering Brian's number is not on speed-dial. This means Henry would've needed to access the phone book feature and press call after selecting Brian's number. Strange, but true.


And then there are the maybe-I'm-just-imagining-this, I-am-his-momma-after all Developments:
1) Giving kisses. Okay, so this is every new mother's dream come true, so it could be possible that I'm imagining it. But my mom swears he did it, too! And she's a fair judge, right? Regardless, I've had a few moments of Henry's open-mouthed slobbery little love on my cheek that sure seemed like his approximation of a kiss. I look forward to more drool love.
2) Signing. I swear he did the sign for milk the other day when I said aloud "Okay, it's time to put the milk away now." (Yes, I narrate my entire day for the child.) I've also seen him staring at his hands as he moves his fingers in the sign for milk, but he hasn't done it in context yet.

In other time-flies news, the g-unit enjoyed a trip to my alma mater for Homecoming this weekend. It's hard to believe that I graduated seven years ago. Even harder to believe: on this return-trip there were three babies in tow within our group of friends! Talk about surreal. Naturally, taking a picture with the three babies and their parents looking at the camera was pretty much impossible. But I couldn't resist posting one since the three babes in their Williams sweatshirts were just too adorable.