Weekend out with Daddy

This past weekend we decided to go to the park. It was such a nice day and we just had to do something other than sit around the house. There was no one around so we had the whole place to ourselves. We had fun crawling through tunnels, riding on swings, hanging from monkey bars, and flying down slides. Although our stinky boy was sleepy he still had a smile and a dimple on his face the whole time. The only thing that could have made it better is if Lucy would have stopped whining from behind the fence, Jason hadn't smacked his shin on the tunnel and those darn ants hadn't crawled up my leg and bit the inside of my knee as soon as we got there. The weather made me excited for when we can put on sweatshirts and pick out pumpkins and my boys won't be sweating the whole time! 

Busy baby

     Just a quick update. Today we were finally able to take pictures again. The only trouble we have now is getting the fuzzy stinker to stay still long enough so that the camera doesn't think he is a big blond blur. Here is what you missed. Finn has mastered the fake cough, the dogs name, where's Daddy, holds his arm out to what he wants, pulls himself up and gets back down again, rips everything off the shelves, races around the room faster than I can get up to chase him, and is crazy about the lights.

King of the hill

It seems that every day Finn sees to be a little better at getting around. He is spending less time on his belly and more on his knees. It seems that nothing stands in the way of where he wants to go. Piles of folded laundry, pillows, baskets, his boppy, ottomans, you name it, he climbs on it. whatever he can reach he pulls himself up on. It is amazing to watch him grow but everyday that he gets better is another day that he gets bigger. He turned 7 months last week. I still remember his wrinkled little chicken legs from long ago. Only now the wrinkles have turned into rolls. Rolls so thick and plump you could eat them for Thanksgiving. The best part is when he climbs on me and stops to snuggle.

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A new frontier

Today is a first; for Finn at least. My boy has been scooting and army crawling around for a couple of weeks now. Managing his way around his room from one end to the other only slowing down long enough to pull down bottles of shampoo and soaps, lift up rugs and peek underneath. Usually he starts heading to the register vent and then to the yellow braided rugs, but today he passed both of these attractions up and headed right for the doorway to the rest of the world. He has wandered past this place before only to look back at me making sure everything is okay and then making a u-turn back to his toys and books. I sat there watching him. He stopped, looked left (at Jason's guitar), right (at another register), then made a straight line for the plastic bag on the floor next to the TV. It was as if someone had taught him to watch for cars on the street. Once I managed to tear the bag away it was on to the Cd's and then the dog. Three things that he should not be playing with. Child proofing has been nagging at me for about a month now. I guess I can't put it off any longer.