Ian loves his Uncle Dirk. He was so excited to see him last night, he had to attack the ball in various ways. Notice the onesie is only buttoned in the middle. Officially bursting out of our six month clothes (I know I know, he’s eight months old-I’m stalling-I hate shopping).
Obsessed. He watches the movie intently for at least ten minute stretches, which I’m pretty sure is crazy for an eight month-old. He like his daddy. He especially loves the green chameleon, Pascal. He gives an audible gasp when he pops up on screen. We simultaneously feel guilty and proud. Look at our little TV […]Read Post ›
We went over to Mila’s house to swim today. Ian wore his swim trunks that went all the way down to his feet in June. No more! Before we headed to the pool, we had to check out the Pack ‘n Play. I want one.
Ian’s doing this new thing. Not all the time, but often, when I put him down for a nap or bedtime, he talks for awhile. Not quite his happy talky ramblings that can happen when he first wakes up, but he’s definitely not crying or really even complaining. I should record it so y’all can […]Read Post ›
Jamaica, of Jamaica’s Cakes, is a High Pastress and a wonderful friend. Almost exactly a year to the day after Ian’s arrival, Jamaica will welcome her first baby. I am beyond excited about this, and Ian and I were invited to the reveal of baby’s gender today. So we packed up the diaper bag and […]Read Post ›
Mandy Unruh 