Saturday

Lily's finished gown. She loves it and hates to take it off!




David's ready for Easter. Poor kid can actually put them on all by himself.



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Break Out The Sprinkler

It must be summer in the desert.

Never Fails

I step into the bathroom and there is David, two steps behind me, climbing the step stool to see into the sink. And he gets stuck.

Every. Time.

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More Chores

Dave's turn.




Wait! Stop! Stay on the lawn!



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Assume the Position!

There's been a whole lot of TV watching in this house lately. It's been my crutch so I can get things unpacked. Only a small part of me really feels bad about it.  After all, walking around the house from one room to the another moving things (and all the rest) drives David into fits of screaming.

Which I'd rather not hear.

Sometimes they manage to play nicely together. :)

Another Birthday

Happy Birthday to my sister Stevie! We convinced her to come have dinner with us tonight and she chose angel food cake with strawberries and cream for dessert.

David liked it:

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Papa Jim says...

...David is a dog person.





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We Have a Walker!

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Happy Birthday David

My boy is One. Already!

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Party Dave

Party Dave was in major need of a haircut! But I was sooooo chicken.

I finally got up the nerve today, since it seems like so many of my friends cut their boys' hair all the time.

Here he was after nap time today... once again rocking the hawk.

And again at the park. Blowing in the wind.

It's not perfect, but it did look quite nice after bath time tonight.  It looks a million times better than it did!

Flat Out

Dave's new thing. He randomly lays flat out on his back. One second he'll be following you, and the next he'll be lying down.

And today when I snapped his picture, he started to thrash.

Silly boy.










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David

What a kid.

He lets his sister crawl all over him, and if he's not giggling he certainly isn't screaming for help.

He now has four teeth and must think he is part beaver because he has started chewing on the crib rail, much to his mother's annoyance.  I think he's trying to get back at me for leaving him in there when his naps aren't long enough to suit my taste.

He still naps twice a day which is nice.

David is a furniture cruiser, and cracks me up when he walks with one of the little chairs on the kitchen floor.  He has ventured to stand on his own for a few seconds at a time, but usually grabs a hold of something to steady himself.

He has just started to lower himself to the ground with control instead of just plopping.

Yesterday he took a few steps while only holding one of my hands.

I mentioned his has four teeth and he puts them to other good use; besides eating my furniture, he had his first peanut butter and jelly sandwich today.  And he is starting to hit that stage where he doesn't want you to feed him, he wants to do it himself.  He shakes his head "no" at a proffered bite, but screams and cries if you go to put the food away.

And boy is he a screamer.  All is well if he is in Mama's arms or if Mama is sitting still, but the moment I start to move around (doing chores, cooking) oh boy do I hear about it.

But his smile and squeal light up my heart.

And since I hear him waking from his nap.... I better go!

A Boy and His Great Grandpa

Only eighty-something years between them....


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A David First

I have a nasty headache today and so Jacob was going to give Lily her bath this evening. Not a second after they headed up the stairs, Dave was off like a shot. I fumbled with the phone trying to get the video up. I forgot to turn it sideways.

Oh and don't turn up the volume or I'll shout in your ear at the end.

Can you say baby gate?

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Somebody Found His Sister's Cup

I know, I'm being totally lame tonight.  But I have a fat headache.  And I am a headache wuss. :(

David Likes Popsicles

...and so does Lily!

That was not coached. (Okay, that time was coached, but the first time she did it, it wasn't.)

David Likes Ice Cream

Oh, about this much:

First Tooth!

Eight months old and Dave is finally getting his first tooth. Dave's been all kinds of "fun" lately, but today that first sharp little nub broke through so I'm hoping the fussing and ear tugging will subside. Otherwise, we get to do the always fun, urgent care trip while on vacation. Oh please, let it just be teething and not an ear infection!


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Screaming

David spends half his day screaming.

We have reached that stage where he realizes if I sit him down, and decide to walk away, that he can't follow me. It makes him  mad. (to say the least)

He sits, but tummy time is still quite unpopular so it looks like crawling won't be any time soon.

If he can't crawl, he can't follow.  If he can't follow, he screams.  Say a prayer for my sanity.