Friday, November 27, 2009

So What

Annika loves to dance and this is one of her favorite tunes...quite the feminist anthem! Enjoy...

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Annika says...

....Happy Thanksgiving!





Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Sleeping and jumping together again

No, we didn't taser him.

Somehow he actually fell asleep in the Jumperoo...potentially one of the most stimulating baby contraptions on the market.

I envy him.



Saturday, November 21, 2009

Sing it, James Blunt

Only took me 3 years to learn the "new" iMovie!

Monday, November 16, 2009

New camera

I'm the camera person in our family...I'm the one that makes sure that pictures are taken for special occasions. Sometimes it's frustrating because 1) I'm never in any pictures (which is probably a good thing) and 2) because it's a lot of pressure to be the only one who cares about capturing milestones.

That said, I've learned to embrace the role. And I've been complaining about the camera I got two Christmases ago because it's a point & shoot and though it's smaller than my previous generation it's still flat in the finish (if that makes any sense). So I told Chris about a year ago that I should have asked for a DSLR and I made a mistake.

Because he is awesome, listens to me and can't pass up a good deal; I just got a new one!!! Apparently a DSLR is serious business. I'm only just understanding its power and I know absolutely nothing about photography. But with the bare minimum, I've been able to get a couple of keepers. Tell me...can you see the difference?



Can't you just smell the tear??

And, my personal favorite:



Doesn't he look like a Gerber baby?

I have a few of Annika that I haven't loaded on the computer yet, but she's proving to be a tougher subject. The thing with DSLR is that if you don't know what you're doing (a-hem), you sorta need the subject to stop moving. And my darling girl never stops moving.

Saturday, November 07, 2009

Just Dex

Declan turned 6 months old this week. OMG! LOL! ROTFL!

One of our favorite - and time honored - past times is to compare Annika to Declan at 6 months. He is just so different. Much of that I'm sure can be attributed to the fact that he's a boy, but also that he's...Declan. Someone recently said to me "It's funny how you expect your new baby to act like the first baby...but then you realize he's not just a baby, he's a person." Maybe not so eye-opening for some people, but it was for me!

Declan cut his first tooth this week after warning us about it for 3 months. I swear he's been showing signs since August, but we finally have proof! I would post a picture, but he is a master at covering it with his tongue every time. But it's there...and believe me, I know...I'll spare you the details.

Declan loved trick or treating with his sister until he got tired and fell asleep. But turned out the warm, puffy costume that irritated her so much during her first Halloween was super comfy for my boy who I don't think moved an inch the entire 2-hour odyssey. This is essentially what he looked like from the moment we put on his costume:



This kid looooves to eat. All the time. Whatever you put in his face. So far, he's eaten oatmeal, apples, bananas, carrots and tomatoes. He will eat it all though if he's not a fan he'll shake his head from side to side while tasting it. Then he'll open his mouth again for more. He has one "super feeding" a day, which consists of 5 ounces of either formula or breast milk and a two ounce serving of whatever solid we have available. And he hasn't dropped any other feedings. Hungry! Oh, but he's not even that big any more...he's now only 70th percentile in weight, 40th in height and 90th in head (we knew that one would eventually come to pass). I don't know where he's packing the food! I guess you can sort of see where he packs it in this picture - pay close attention to the legs:



Declan is working on his babbling. He doesn't have too many identifiable consonants yet, but occasionally we'll get a "ba ba ba" or a "mamama" (which I hope turns into his first word, wink wink). Usually he gives us some grunting and high pitched screams that aren't really anger, just an indication he's asking for something. He also has learned to stick out his arms if he wants someone to take him. I love it!

And we love him.