49 weeks

Again with the work thing interfering with my blogging. Yeesh!

The beginning of this week involved much intricate planning and scheduling on Rob's and my part because of meetings and travel that we both had. We had it all figured out, plans in place, watches synchronized.

And then it snowed.

Luckily, the women at Rob's office LOVE Zack and were more than happy to watch him for a couple hours while Rob left for the airport and I finished up my meeting.

I think the ladies may have gotten a little carried a way.


And I'm quite certain this will be a picture he'll want to disown us for in about 12 years.

47 weeks

I haven't talked about the new stuff going on with our little guy for awhile.

He likes to explore...
...and doesn't hesitate to get himself where he'd like to go.

He's getting closer and closer to standing on his own. He'll do things with both hands while just leaning against something. And he's definitely cruising around the furniture and the backs of our legs more. He follows us around the house.

He's got quite the sense of humor and cracks himself up by playing peek-a-boo with us. He continues to be really good with people that he hasn't seen before and warms up to them quickly. Honestly, he doesn't seem to be afraid of much at all. He loved the dogs that he met while we were away for Christmas. He heads towards the vacuum cleaner when it's running. And he has yet to figure out that there is a substantial drop from the couch or the bed.

He continues to be a good eater.
And a ham.
Note that I say nothing about his table manners.

He continues to like most things and is getting more and more insistent on eating what we eat. All that curry I craved and ate while pregnant seems to have paid off since just this past week he ate and enjoyed both Thai and Indian curry with rice. He was also quite fond of the orzo with a simple pesto that I mixed up the other night. He is getting more insistent on doing it himself, so we alternate him feeding himself some banana with us feeding him something with a spoon. He goes crazy over yogurt and mooched some of my blood orange sorbet the other night. I hope he realizes that I wouldn't share that with just anyone--yummy!

He really likes daycare and regularly protests when I come to pick him up at night. I think that's a good sign.

Did I ever mention that he got two teeth? His two bottom teeth popped out on Christmas day. He's still drooling, so I think he's working on more.

Some more Christmas pictures

While I gave up trying to whittle down the Christmas pictures and just posted them all on Shutterfly (loyal readers should have gotten a link to those--if not, email me.), there are a few I just couldn't resist sharing.





Happy New Year!

46 weeks

I was going to wait to post until after I'd downloaded all of the pictures from Christmas, but between being sick and Rob taking the camera, that hasn't happened. So I'll just leave you with a medley of random shots from Christmas and the days after. It seems that most of the Christmas Day photos are on Rob's camera, so those will come later.

My Christmas elves.
Even elves get tired.
"Dad, have you seen how cool this ribbon is?"
Grandma and Grandpa.
These were taken the Saturday after New Year's, after a brunchy thing we had. Zack was worn out after his hosting and entertaining responsibilities of the afternoon and sacked out on Uncle Geoff.

It took him awhile to wake up.
Later that day, the boys decided to check out Rob's new toy--in the middle of the kitchen floor. At least they refrained from doing a test run, though that was suggested.

Happy New Year!