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Just a busy life.  We babble, we eat, we have baths, and we sleep.  Although, we generally wake up and need a pacifier a couple times a night.  One night, the baby managed to stick his leg through the bars on his crib.

Being part Italian, the baby already needs a shave.  I kid, I kid.  This is generally what he looks like midway through the feeding proces, at least before we started green beans (see below).

No, I meant further below (there is a video at the bottom).  Here is the exersaucer.  The chameleon in front of the baby turns three colors, red, blue, and yellow, in that order, when you hit it.  Then on the fourth hit is seends  a song that goes "red, yellow, blue."  Now this chameleon is extremely sensitive so it plays a lot.  I am slightly confused as to why the three color song says the colors in a different order than it lights up individually.  Am I over analyzing this? 

Now, this contraption is called a "Johnny Jump Up."  However, it appears that for the near future, it will be used as a "Sit and Hang."  Part wrecking ball, part baby sitter as long as it keeps him happy, I don't really care if he goes off label.

And without further delay, here is a brief snippet from our first attempt at eating green beans.  He actually enjoys them now regardless of how it looks.

Big Boy (delusions of grandeur)

When we started this adventure, the baby was at the very tail end of the dragon, you couldn't even see the word "pie" in "lilypie" so it looked like we named him Lily.  That's not his name of course and he is nearly halfway down the dragon's back.  But if you were to ask him, he would probably be demanding the car keys.  He has gotten to the point where he runs his mouth a good deal of the time.  For those of you who know either or both Nicole and me, you know he comes by that trait honestly.  He thinks he is a big boy.  He wants to control when you put the bottle in his mouth and he is generally not happy unless he is sitting up. 

He also has decided that he is going to get involved in cereal time on a more active basis.  He will only eat his cereal if I am giving it to him and he doesn't like for others to be in the room.  Nicole stayed in the kitchen to long and he wouldn't eat it this evening.  So, I gave him the spoon.  He tried to get it in his mouth, but it mostly ended up in his hair.  When I took it away from him, he pitched a fit.  Now he has a clean spoon to play with whenever we eat cereal.

Here he is sitting up on the couch.  He was flailing, not falling over, that is why it is blurry.  He has his bib on all ready for nachos.

Here we are after tummy time.  He is close to crawling, but hasn't quite figured out how to get his belly up off of the floor.  Generally he tries to move forward and then ends up rolling over.  He gave it the college try, so he got to play with the elephant anyway. 

And there it is.  Times like this are well worth the price of admission.  He may think he is a big boy already, but as long as he is still cranking it in his pants and getting cereal in his hair, he will always be my little boy.  Actually, he probably always will be anyway.

We've been busy

It's really a Catch-22, the busier you are, the more you have to blog about, but the busier you are, the less time you have to blog about.  People with four month olds are very busy. So let's get into it.

So here we are at Pan-Asia and the baby is awake!  This is always a dangerous situation because one does not know if he is going ot be content sitting and looking at everything going on, or if he is going to be fussy.  He was a little fussy so Nicole took him out.  I thought it was cute so I took this picture and I just love the look on his face.  Shortly, after, literally seconds after, I took this serene photo, he reached out and grabbed the bowl.  Had Nicole not stuck her hand out to stop it, they both would have been covered in create-your-own stir-fry.

What time is it?  Game time.  Here the baby is all decked out for his first real football game.  Well, it was real for him because he fell asleep halfway through the 1st quarter (like his mommy!).  So, the whole time he watched it, it was a close game.  I wonder, how many MSU fans can say the Bulldogs won the first game of their life?  Well apparently I can since we played Memphis 1st in 1981 as well.

Our little guy was also baptised on August 28, 2011, which was also 4 months to the day after he was born.  Here are the "Wearers of the Gown."  The gown in which our baby was baptised was also worn by me, and his Aunt Jessie.

Here is a lovely picture of the baby, us, and his two sets of grandparents.  Grampa, Grammy, MeeMaw and Papi. 

Here we are with the baby's great grandparents.  Of course you already know PawPaw and Grandma officially makes it on the internet!

 

Finally, back at home, here he is in front of his cake.  He didn't get to eat any of it, but he sure seems to want to do so.  I did; it was good.  His baptism was a wonderful experience and we got lots of help from Grammy, MeeMaw, Aunt Jessie, LT.  It was a great opportunity to celebrate our little man and to make a committment to his future. With all of the people that came to show support for us and him, I know he is off to a great start.