Here they come again. . .
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Merry Christmas / Shabbat Shalom!
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Paul goes feral.
After an exhilarating 10 minutes of playing in the snow, we had to find other types of entertainment for the afternoon.
Paul put Mr Potato Head in his new play oven (Mrs. Potato Head was not amused), and fed Mommy, Daddy, Ernie (sans Bert), and Bear some "soup" and plastic pizza wedges.
Then, Paul put Monkey in the oven, and that's when the hilarity got out of control. . .
Feral Paul bit monkey, and began to make noises like a mad dog, while Mommy and Daddy were on the floor laughing hysterically.
Then, Paul began to run around the house, with monkey in his mouth. Here's some video, sorry it's kind of "Blair Witchy."
Eh, I guess you had to be there.
Paul put Mr Potato Head in his new play oven (Mrs. Potato Head was not amused), and fed Mommy, Daddy, Ernie (sans Bert), and Bear some "soup" and plastic pizza wedges.
Then, Paul put Monkey in the oven, and that's when the hilarity got out of control. . .
Feral Paul bit monkey, and began to make noises like a mad dog, while Mommy and Daddy were on the floor laughing hysterically.
Then, Paul began to run around the house, with monkey in his mouth. Here's some video, sorry it's kind of "Blair Witchy."
Eh, I guess you had to be there.
Paul's first real snow-day!
While this is technically Paul's third winter, he never really went out in the snow to play. Because of this, Mommy and Daddy were woefully underprepared, despite knowing that there's bound to be snow at least once in New England in any given year.
Paul carbo-loads before heading out, in an 18-month snow suit, 1 size too big boots, and last year's mittens.
All decked out in makeshift gear.
Paul carbo-loads before heading out, in an 18-month snow suit, 1 size too big boots, and last year's mittens.
All decked out in makeshift gear.
Oh, what fun it is to ride in a Shawn-drawn sled tonight. . .
It's all fun and games until you get some snow on your face, your mittens are falling down, and your boot comes off enough to look like you have a horrible ankle injury. . . Can I come inside now? It's been an awfully long 10 minutes outside. . .
Video: Paul on the sled.
Video: Daddy makes a snow angel, Paul only wants to be picked up.
Video: Luckily, Paul very much enjoyed his hot chocolate apres snow.
Video: Paul on the sled.
Video: Daddy makes a snow angel, Paul only wants to be picked up.
Video: Luckily, Paul very much enjoyed his hot chocolate apres snow.
Happy Hannukkah 2009 - Night 8
Paul is a huge fan of Mommy's "happy hat." And of wearing his yarmulke on top.It took 8 nights, but Paul finally got the idea of presents. . .and he loves them.
Happy Hanukkah!
Happy Hanukkah!
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Happy Hannukkah 2009 - Night 5
Tonight, Paul got a present from Grandma Shelly and Grandpa Steve. . .which Daddy spent a few hours assembling (and swearing at profusely) this morning. . .
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Happy Hannukkah 2009 - Night 3
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Going to a Baby Naming
Friday, December 11, 2009
Happy Hannukkah 2009!
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Big Boy Bed!!
After much frantic scrambling and gathering of miscellaneous debris, Mommy and Daddy finally cleared out and set up Paul's new bedroom!
While the decor is still lacking finesse, the room is functional and reasonably safe, so we experimented this afternoon with a nap in the Big Boy Bed:
Despite some initial jumping out of bed and rattling of the baby gate across the door (placed to prevent him from rummaging through the non-child-proofed upstairs half bath and falling down the stairs), Paul settled down to a short, but decent, nap.
Tonight, while climbing upstairs, Daddy asked Paul if he wanted to sleep in his Big Boy Bed or in his crib, and Paul clearly said, "Big Boy Bed!"
Can you find Paul under all his blankets and toys?
While the decor is still lacking finesse, the room is functional and reasonably safe, so we experimented this afternoon with a nap in the Big Boy Bed:
Despite some initial jumping out of bed and rattling of the baby gate across the door (placed to prevent him from rummaging through the non-child-proofed upstairs half bath and falling down the stairs), Paul settled down to a short, but decent, nap.
Tonight, while climbing upstairs, Daddy asked Paul if he wanted to sleep in his Big Boy Bed or in his crib, and Paul clearly said, "Big Boy Bed!"
Can you find Paul under all his blankets and toys?
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Happy Thanksgiving 2009!
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