Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Go Outside?

The past 2 weeks were a whirlwind of VBS and a wonderful Florida vacation. I would have already posted on these things if I wasn't so busy catching up on all of your fabulous blogs! My reader overflows.

In the name of chronological order the above Florida vacation will be posted next... hopefully Thursday.

Back to 3 weeks ago...

J's absolute favorite place to be is outside.  We are working on saying, "outside".  For the time being he goes down the line of baby sign language, interjected with pointing and grabbing us by the hand leading us to doors.  "OOOO!" points to door makes sign for please... then more... then juice... then milk... grabs hand leads to door, usually kicking along a ball three times his size... and finally when all else fails, he lets out a "woof". Like M says, "J believes there is a dog (woof woof) behind every fence". Logic assumes that outside has fences, therefore...

I'm not overly fond of playing in the front yard for too long at the moment, it being a million degrees and me feeling a million months pregnant, so we've spent most days at the pool.  This early June day I embraced the heat, and was glad I did for some of these sweet pictures.

Here are my favorites. I could have posted more, but worried you might think I was obsessive or something... ;-) (Disclaimer to my friends who can really take a picture: metering, editing, coloring, etc. is for sure not perfect- some more-so than others. Instruction welcome!!)

J 16 months















I could just cry that this next one is blurry...



M loves this one...



All done (waves hands in air). Hehe, sorry, a little toddler humor.


And yes, the child does need a haircut.  I am taking him this week.  We have been so busy that we did do a little at-home-trim... you can probably tell the difference...



Obviously standing on the coffee table is an absolute, "no", but sometimes you just gotta take a picture first.  He was originally laying on his stomach coloring on the table... having him color at the coffee table seemed like such a good idea at first.  Crayons on the wall... baby on the coffee table... yada yada yada... we're back to the table with phone books.



Oh- a few more, promise this is it! Maggie-cat has endured so much "love" this summer she deserves credit.




You cannot hide from me!



Alright, Lemon out.


6 comments:

  1. Gorgeous pics! I'm not sure which is my favorite!
    I'm glad you're back. Can't wait to hear (and read) about the trip!

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  2. Adorable!! Those baby blues are too much for me to handle. My favorite is the one of him reaching for poor Maggie-Cat. What a great sport she is. I can't wait to hear about the rest of your busy month!

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  3. Awwww! Yea for an update. Pictures are beautiful! I like the first one. BLUE EYES! Boys love their outside don't they? I'm like you, hate to play in the yard (because of the heat). Pool is the only way to go.

    Glad I inspired you to make Chicken Delight tonight. It's SO good!

    Today feels like a day we would be in Auburn. Me in summer school, you working. Both of us coming back to the BH after long days drinking a Diet Dr. Pepper. Sigh. Life moves too fast!

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  4. What wonderful expressions he has! Only wearing a diaper is definitely the way to go during the summer months. M was a lover of "outside" too! Love the photo of J finding Maggie. :)

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  5. Peeking through the fence (2nd pic) is my new wallpaper...he's SO SO SO C U T E! I wonder what he's really thinking? Can't wait to see him again. Lots of love from Grammy. xoxo

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  6. don't worry, the untrained eye (mine) will never know that picture is blurry! afterall, i thought that was the point of having a nice camera... to take blurry pictures? i was told i was outdated because "no one wants to see the entire background anymore"... so i would have never known!!!
    but that roosta does not even look like the same wee one in a diaper in the picture on your header! so so so sweet and cute!
    lex

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