Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Chocolate Sandwich? I think I will...

Who says Aunt Jenn (or grandma) has to visit for some chocolately goodness for breakfast?

These are the kinds of tactics we have to try now that Ander has given up his noon-time nap. Spreadable energy. Yum.

This is also the only way to get the babe's "bankaaaa" out of his mouth. He's addicted to his grimey, gooey binkie. Ugh.
Yesterday, the kid thought it'd be funny to toss his prized binkie behind Mama's dresser. Little did he know, Mama didn't plan to pull it out. My new favorite phrase while daddy is working overtime? "We'll have to wait for daddy to come home to fix/find/retrieve it." Alexander, surprisingly accepted that we had to wait for daddy to reach the bink.
But as we retreated downstairs for some milk to fill his void, the kid started saying, "different. different." A different binkie. Hoy vey. He knows me too well, there's always a different binkie somewhere... but back to this chocolate. Finger-lickin'.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

February 20, 2010

Alexander's scheduled February Swim Lessons got off to a slow start. The first lesson was canceled after ten inches of snow. And the second was postponed after Mama bought plane tickets to Mardi Gras.

But today Papa & Zander finally dove in! Well, Z kinda toddled around the deck for a while watching the older kids tied up with noodles. Then he tickled his big toe in the shallow end for a while and finally crawled down to the second step. The babe couldn't wiggle around it anymore, it was time to swim.
Zander was the littlest pollywog, so he didn't always follow along with the kicking, splashing, jumping & blowing, but he did great for being so young. After multiple bath time breakdowns with Baby Galya, we were pretty happy with Zander's tearless success...

Lessons are only 1x week, but hopefully Mama will break the snowy boredom a few snowy mornings or meet Papa after work for a quick splashdown.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Follow the Leader

Spring fever equals a little swagger in the streets...