Lady Liberty - live and in your kitchen!
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Ok, so I climb up on the slide here...
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Are you watching this Daddy?
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SPLASH!
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Holy Cannoli! This water is FREEZING!
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I mean, it's great Mom! Come on in!
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And now, for those of you who like to look at pictures of Joe with his
shirt off...
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I give you...
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Super-Dad and the Flying Twinkie!
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See how she soars!
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See how she laughs! See how she loves her Dad!
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Meanwhile, back on the blanket...
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I'm smooching this baby.
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Mom? Why don't I have any pants on?
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Why, so I can take not one,
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but TWO pics of your big butt and rolls and post them on the internet,
of course!
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This was some very impressive sitting up for June.
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As I'm typing this in January, however, it seems like less of a big
deal.
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We break for toes!
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I love this one. It's my wallpaper.
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Although this is certainly cute, too.
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Wait a second! What was that about January?
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You are going to let the website get 7 months behind?
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Do you have any idea how long it will take you to go through 7 months
of pictures?
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You are insane, old woman.
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Me, I'll just chomp my toes some more. You have fun with that
whole web thing.
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Hey, this isn't the same bathing suit you were wearing the other day!
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Just how many suits does a toddler need?
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As many as I can sucker Dad into buying me! Mwah ha ha!
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I just show him this sweet face - see?
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And then I ask very nicely - "Please" and everything...
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And then he gets out his wallet! Ha! It's beautiful!
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Aww. Jaynie and Riley play in our backyard one last time.
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I gotta say - it's been many months,
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yet Madam still asks if Riley can come over and play.
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In fact, she saw me sorting these pictures earlier,
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and went to get my phone.
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"Call Miss Sally, Mommy!"
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Riley - we miss you!
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Jaynie makes an important call, in her underwear.
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Hello? Old Navy? I'd like to buy some pants please.
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I look great in this hat! Yeah!
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What does one do in a house with no furniture?
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Lay down some cardboard and fingerpaint, of course! Hey, Joe -
you paying attention over here?
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He's sleeping Mommy! Sheesh!
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Don't worry about me, though - you can totally trust me with this
paint.
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You just go play with Jonas. I'll keep myself entertained.
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Just don't worry about a thing, Mom.
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Well... you don't have to tell me twice.
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Look at this sweet face!
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Armpit! Belly! Chest!
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Look at this sweet foot!
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Look how delicious and yummy and ..... wait, what's going on in the
background there?
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(Imagine the sound of me banging my head repeatedly against the wall. Sigh.)
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Huh - here's a yummy baby just laying here, minding his own business...
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Aaah! Attacked!
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Whew. It was a run-by-zerbetting!
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Alright, kiddos - this will be the last set of pictures from this
driveway, so look super cute!
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Nice job!
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Oh - getting your feet in the shot! Good thinking.
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Joe, Jaynie, and the neighbor kids clean up a huge styrofoam peanuts
mess. Well, Joe and the big kids clean, Jaynie supervises.
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What? My talents would be squandered on grunt work.
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I was made to lead.
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Hey - if she wants to boss someone else around for a change, that's
alright with me, Mom!
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Notice that I've once again put them in matching outfits,
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but can't get them close enough together for a picture.
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Oh! What is THIS?
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It's fat and delicious!
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What are you looking at?
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Can't a boy get a little privacy to chomp his own foot?
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That it, give me that camera.
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What? Did you just say NO to me?
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I'm not sure you know who you're dealing with!
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I show you the fist of death!
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Ha - that was pretty intimidating, huh!
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I chomp the fist of death!
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Hee hee hee hee.
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Ok - when I asked you guys to look cute I had no idea you were going to
go so above and beyond here. My goodness, I could smooch the screen.
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And lets not forget my little biker chick with her very serious looking
tattoo. Grr.
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Six months old! Where did the time go?
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Look at this sweetness.
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They don't come any cuter, folks!
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Ah, and my sweet girl.
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This is us saying "goodbye" to Jaynie's old room.
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Jonas didn't have a room to say goodbye too.
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Poor thing was forced to sleep in ours.
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Man, this second child thing sucks! Where's my carefully
decorated nursery?!
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These crack me up.
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Alarmed looking baby in the foreground, hungry toddler in the back.
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I couldn't resist taking this terrible, no-make-up, in front of an open
closet picture of me and the Muffin Man. Then posting it on the
internet.
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Ah! Mom! You're crazy!
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I don't know what you're laughing at, Twink - at least I don't have
food all over my face.
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Look! Jonas is finally big enough to sit in the cart while
shopping!
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Oops - I guess if he's depending on Madam to sit still, then he's not
actually ready yet after all.
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Joe took these pictures.
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They were outside at the park,
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and he thought he should take some pics.
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I said all that,
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because I wanted everyone to know,
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that it was him that chose to take pictures of himself with a
binky in his mouth.
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(Posting them online was entirely my idea, of course.)
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And
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now
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we
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have
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60
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pictures
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of
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Jonas's
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first
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solid
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meal.
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Gag!
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Uck.
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This rice cereal?
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Not that great!
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Cereal face!
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I love a messy baby.
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You can tell that I now have the camera.
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Due to the extreme close-ups.
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What can I say? I like to be right up close to the mess. =)
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A brief moment of quiet.
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This would be a Mr. Potato Head,
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except its an ear of corn. Toys today.
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After that cereal....
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someone was in serious need of a bath.
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Yeah, you!
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Jonas makes sure his feet are nice and clean.
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Then works on learning some letters.
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