June 30, 2006
happy birthday grandpa pete
Unfortunately, this photo isn't as sharp as it should be. But it isn't easy photographing a moving target. Finn wanted to take this opportunity to wish his Grandpa Pete a very happy birthday!
June 29, 2006
dinosaurs are no match for this kid
Finn's Gramrene got him a whole bunch of little stuffed dinosaurs, since Shawn loved dinosaurs so much when he was a little kid. Dinosaur love must be genetic, because Finn won't stop playing with these little guys. He grabs them, flings them and chews their heads like some giant prehistoric baby dinosaur killer. I'm not so sure I believe the asteroid theory of extinction any longer.
Yes, those are boxes you see in the background. But that's the last of 'em. Honest. We're waiting for a big Room & Board delivery.
June 28, 2006
three little bears sitting on chairs
I know this photo is a little blurry, but you'd be a little woozy, too, if you read the same books several times a day. Finn is only 9-1/2 months old and I already know all his books by heart. One of his favorites is the classic Goodnight Moon, a book whose bizarre subtleties cannot be appreciated until it's read for the 900th time.
Frankly, it's a little creepy. Sure, there are two little kittens and a pair of mittens. But there's also a quiet old lady whispering "hush" who has a rabbit head and a person's body. And, the picture of the three little bears sitting on chairs appears to capture them in midst of group therapy. The bear on the left clearly has issues. Just look at how uncomfortable he looks.
I spare Finn the subtext, and focus on the comb, the brush, and the bowl full of mush. But if he's way into David Lynch movies when he grows up, I will know why.
June 27, 2006
music soothes the savage beast
Finn loves it when Daddy plays guitar for him. At first, he flips and squeals, but then becomes tranfixed by the strings and puts his little hands on the guitar to feel the vibrations. And since his hands are always a little bit clammy, his hands kind of squeak against the wood of the guitar. But since Finn has become so much more active (in the past two weeks, he's gotten two more teeth, eaten everything in his path, learned how to scoot himself backwards and curiously knows how to use the remote). So these moments with Finn really relaxes and focuses on the music are very special.
June 26, 2006
so cute together
This photo makes me so happy. Sigh. I can dream.
Could he be cuter? I mean, seriously.
June 23, 2006
clap your hands say yeah
Finn says "yeah" for our new Flor carpet tiles in the sunroom. Hopefully, he'll put them to good use by crawling on them soon. The place is starting to come together. I will post more photos after this weekend when we hang more photos.
June 22, 2006
As his sheer mass could no longer be contained by the baby bathtub any longer, Finn has graduated to the regular old bathtub. He did his best to swim laps in there--he couldn't believe the vast potential for splashing. Wait until he goes to his first baby swim class at the Y tomorrow.
June 20, 2006
catch him if you can
Finn might not be able to crawl yet, but this doesn't stop him from wriggling, wrestling and worming his way all over any surface that will support him. Floors? Yes. Bed? Yes. Mama's elastic-waisted skirt? Notsomuch. Changing this guy's diaper is an aerobic event akin to wrestling a greased boar. It's as if he's thinking, "While you attempt to change my poopy diaper, I'm wasting valuable time that could be used wiggling on something, and very possibly chewing on it."
June 19, 2006
happy father's day!
Finn has become *quite* the mimic these days. He imitates your voice, your motions, even pats the sofa along with you to invite the dog up. Daddy discovered this weekend that when you stick out your tongue, Finn will do it right back atcha. Here he is wishing Daddy a Happy First Father's Day.
June 16, 2006
evolution of a nickname
"Carrying him around is like carrying a 20-lb. sack of potatoes."
From here, his nicknames have been:
- Mr. Potatoes
- Mr. Potato Butt
- Jojo Potatoes
- Joey Potates
We need a new nickname before he starts thinking his name is Joe.
June 15, 2006
Brit, don't let us down.
Listen. I know you're sitting down with Matt tonight. And I know you're going to set the record straight about the most recent driving incident. And the changing the baby's diaper in the middle of a store thing. And the dressing your defenseless son like your talentless "rapper" husband. But what I really hope you do is tell the world that you've found salvation and his name is Perry. (Please, people! The Manny has a name.) Brit, we're all rooting for you.
UPDATE: Oh, well.
June 14, 2006
Finn likes to watch me work.
How you doin'?
Here's Finn with his new friend, Emma. He looks as if he's just about to feed her some line like, "Is your father an astronaut? Because you're out of this world."
June 13, 2006
friends with benefits
The highchair has proven to be a bridge of lifelong friendship between Santos and Finn. You can barely see Santos here, but for his beady eyes. But when he hears the click of the tray snapping into place, he bounds to Finn's side. Finn will munch away and when I'm not looking, slip Santos a Veggie Puff or two. These two know how to play me.
June 12, 2006
I don't think I'm just being Finn's mom here when I say that this boy is just gorgeous. Look at those blue eyes! Those eyelashes! That perfect skin with the pink cheeks! He's like the boy version of Shiloh Nouvel Pitt-Jolie. (Dare we say Shiloh Novel Pitt-Jolie-Hazen in 2023?)
June 08, 2006
love that manny
We here at Babymania are enthralled with all things Britney. (Well, at least I am.) I was pregnant the same time Britney was last year, which was awesome compared to sharing your pregnancy with a celeb like Gwyneth, because I could eat whatever I wanted. Britney set a new standard, and all of the sudden I didn't feel guilty about all those ice cream sandwiches. Then, our pregnancies came to a glorious conculusion when Finn and Sean Preston were born mere days apart last September.
But I recently jumped on the bash Britney bandwagon after a bunch of bad press surfaced. Then I realized that girlfriend needs a break. She's a new mom just like me, and heaven help me if paparazzi followed me around everywhere, chronicling my every misstep.
My new stance is that poor Britney gets a bad rap. And I'm not even talking about her pitiful husband's music career. She's doing the best she can. It's hard enough for the rest of us and we don't have aspiring white rappers for husbands. That's why I love seeing these pics of Brit being accompanied by her hot new manny. Manny, I don't know who you are, but you're no KFed.
9 months today
Today, Finn has officially been on the outiside as long as he was inside. He's really getting a hang of this baby thing, as he is achieving milestones almost daily. He now sits without any help, claps, is able to grab things big and small, can stand assisted, feeds himself, and tries to feed us (as shown here offering one of his delicious baby puffs). Not yet crawling, but trying his hardest to do so.
And this is still up for debate, but he does say "da" around Santos quite frequently. And when we went for a walk the other day, he said "da" when we saw another dog. Coincidence? I think this is merely another confirmation of his genius, but Shawn remains unconvinced. Or perhaps he's holding out for the first word to be "daddy."
Click to enlarge the photo to see the newly minted teeth--now visible with the naked eye!
June 06, 2006
baby needs a fake ID
Here's Finn sporting a T-shirt from my alma mater. He probaby just heard it's a party school. Which way to Pawpurr's?
June 03, 2006
last, but not least
Remember when we moved out here, I blogged a photo of a rainbow right above our old place on Shafter right before we moved? Well, here's a rainbow in our new backyard. Hopefully a good omen.
So, I have a funny story about rainbows. About a year and a half ago, I was riding BART home during rushhour and saw the most brilliant rainbow out the window over the East Bay hills.
It was standing room only on that BART train. Everyone was totally absorbed in their reading material and/or iPods. But this rainbow was too great not to share, so I said to a silent, but crowded BART train, "Hey everyone! Look out the window! There is the most amazing rainbow!"
I have never been received as such a freak. The woman next to me inched closer to the window, the man across from me held his magazine over his face. Only one person, a diminutive gay man (ostensably out of pity), said "Miss, thank you for sharing your rainbow with me."
So, here, I share my rainbow with you. No judgment.
And since you've asked, here are my favorite things in Chicago, and what I miss about the Bay Area:
What I'm loving about Chicago
What I miss about the Bay Area
June 02, 2006
a little tour
So, many of you have said to me, "That baby is fine and all, but let's see some Chicago." So here's a little slideshow of the house thus far and a tour of the neighborhood. If you want to see the neighborhood's culinary treats, check out Shawn's site. And let me just say, Bowser Dog is every bit as good as it looks.