almost mobile

brunch – and our friend Leland!

18 month-old sized Thomas the Tank Engine PJs

working on his tan

almost climbing

His first tooth came in on Saturday! I have a photo, but it’s not that great. Take my word for it. And he’s so close to crawling he can taste it.

sorry these are blurry – little man was going to town! Thanks, Uncle Colby & Aunt Megan!

‘hmm, these are pretty cool…’

‘maybe i should swing them around and hope they don’t whack my face!’

‘look, ma – yoga!’

at Grumpy’s request, a manlier sun hat

helping Mark grade papers and eat his apple (he sucks all of the juice out)

see G-Ma, he does love Gertie. Usually we keep her in the nursery to distract him during diaper changes, which is why there have been no photos.

$1 shirt from the thrift store – Mark was thrilled!

Thomas is having a blast these days. We’ve gone down to the beach a couple of times, and as long as I can keep the sand out of his mouth, he seems to enjoy it, plus we’ve been getting in lots of long walks in this beautiful spring weather.

He’s loving every food we give him EXCEPT beets (Mark has never liked them, either), and we’ve been putting a little water in a shot glass for him – he can pick it up and drink all by himself! (and only spills sometimes).

He’s starting to outgrow some of his clothes again, so he’s now fitting comfortably in 12 mo sizes and starting to wear 18 mo, which blows my mind. He’s babbling up a storm, screeching and squeaking and ‘talking’ and giggling. Sleeping well – thank goodness!

He’s so close to crawling – he can get from a seated position onto his belly and scoot backwards, or flail around like he’s trying to swim, or roll, but forward motion still eludes him. He looooves climbing all over his mom and dad.

He’s been doing funny things with his mouth lately and won’t let me look in there at all, so I think we may(?) finally be close to the first tooth.

He loves the dog. He’s curious about light switches and lights turning off and on, and loves finding shadows. He likes mirrors. He’s really started to be curious about electronics (cords, laptops, phones), which has us making sure we strike what balance we can.

In other words, a lot of fun.

Mostly Mark’s Birthday…

smash the puppy

broccoli stem! still no teeth.

helping me make whipped cream for mark’s ‘cake’

babies! we’ve made friends with three couples who all have boys who were born within 3-9 months of thomas. it’s a blast when we get together.

sweet potato

nom nom nom

hanging out with his dad, his aunt megan, and a pack of dogs! it really doesn’t get much better than that.

just a boy and his kale stem

aka how i distracted the little boy while i made lunch the other day. he also loves chewing on broccoli stems. i think carrots will be next.
(he still has no teeth)

a day outside

mom asked for more photos with me in them. here we are watching Mark dig up dandelions.

time for a walk!

hanging out with puppy while Mark was carving his mash paddle (for brewing).

mash paddle?

helping with sanding.

Irish soda bread, Italian pizza, and the best of both cultures.

lucky #7

the first few black & white photos are from earlier this week, but the rest are from today. he’s seven months old today! so we went outside to play when Mark finished work, then went out for dinner (and brought a banana for the little man to gnaw on). he’s giving us kisses and picking pine needles out of the grass and loving his long wooden spoon these days. he loves to screech and snuggle.

spring break

Mark has been on spring break all week, and, except for the events just an hour north of us that had us checking in with friends and family a few times, we couldn’t have asked for a better one. we took family walks, tended to the yard (the little man is already getting darker than his mama!), brewed beer, watched and listened to baseball, cooked & ate well, read, and just had an all around great time. thomas learned he loves chewing on broccoli stems, attended his first concert (folk music, down in Fall River), tasted a lot of pine needles (but never really tried to eat any), tested his parents’ patience with a few sleepless nights, and probably grew half a pound. he’s still so stinking cute we can hardly stand it.