Do we still love the Jump-A-Roo?

Yes! We sure do!

Fun with the cousins

We stopped by to visit the Weil cousins on Sunday. This was the result!

Hangin' in the Backyard, Pt III - The Videos

Paul loves the sound of a ball being tossed and caught over his head. The best thing about this video is that while I was watching it later with Paul, he was doubled-over with belly laughs, so amused was he by the laughing baby on the screen. . .

Paul investigates a violet. . .

Hangin' in the Backyard, Pt II

Hangin' in the Backyard, Pt I

Sing us a song - you're the Piano Baby. . .

Peas v. Baby

It was a TKO. . .

Something you learn as a Mom*

*but never actually wanted to know.

A well-constructed nursing bra can hold an astonishing amount of pea-flavored baby vomit.

Happy Mother's Day!!

Happy Mother's Day to Mommy, and Safta, and Grandma, and Bubbie Barbara, and Bubbie Rose, and Aunt Andi, and all my friends' mommies and my Mommy's friends! Love, Paul

New food: Pears

Paul tried some pears last night. . .yummy!

The Shizznit

First time at Day Care!

Today Paul, Daddy, and Mommy got up early to go to Day Care for the first time!
Paul - are you ready to have fun in a new place, with new people, new babies, and new germs?
Daddy had to pry Paul from Mommy's arms and hand him to L, the nice Day Care lady. . .what you don't see is Mommy crying most of the way home after the drop off!

Paul had a wonderful day - he ate, he slept, he pooped, he played. Mommy slept and was home for the Cable Guy to come and fix the modem. Tomorrow, Paul gets to have more fun, and Mommy has to get her biz-ness together in preparation for her first day of work on Thursday.

First Time in the Highchair!

Sunday, Daddy assembled the highchair. . .

Paul totally approves!

I want the rice cereal right here!

First bite of peas. . .

More, more, more!

I can do it myself, Mommy!

Nah, just kidding. . .but I can chew on the spoon!

Peace out, Dawg. Word.

Paul voices his protest. . .

. . . Just leave Brittney alone! Leave her alone!*

*Yes, Paul's youTube reference is several months out of date. He's a baby. Leave him alone.

Safta has cool toys. . .

Sorry I got you sick, Safta!

I Love My Feet!!!

First I'll eat the right one! Yum!


Now the left one! Yummers!
Definitely prefer toes to the heel. . . chomp, chomp!

And now I want your BRAINS!!!

Happy Birthday Bubbie!

New York and the Plague

We headed on down to Safta's in New York on Thursday, Paul with a touch of a stomach bug. Little did we know that his little bug would turn into the plague when it hit Beren and me (and some of our friends--sorry!). We're about back to full strength now, so I'll post a few fun photos.

Who's that pretty baby?

Thank you soooooo much, Aunt Margie. You took such good care of Paul!

Paul shares some time with Harriet and Stu.

Mmmmmm, Paul loves Sally's fingers
Uh oh. Is Uncle Adam telling silly jokes?