Thursday, January 10, 2008

Riding the big duck


Big flop


Big grins


Allan was all giggles and grins when we were roughhousing on the duck pillow last night. I would toss him back down on it and he would kick and buck to do it again.

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

Spiderboy ?

Allan in a classic Spiderman crouch.

Just like Uncle Dick


Allan loves sitting up on the counter.

Unloading the lazy Susan



A million dollars' worth of toys and he would rather empty the lazy susan and use the cans as blocks.

Tuesday, January 08, 2008

New photo fun

You can see Griffith in action, stepping up and down. He isn't brave (or coordinated) enough to get up by himself completely. He will come and pick up my hand and move it to where it needs to be for him to pull himself up.

Allan also is mister action baby these days. He bounces, bucks and jumps all the time. And he has really worked this crawling business out. He will decide where he needs to be and head out for it. Last night he had a go-to-pieces because Griffith and Dad had headed around the corner for the bathroom (naked baby run) and left him in the living room. He was crawling around the corner, but got hung up on the basketball game and was stuck. And, like his brother, Allan does not care for being thwarted in any respect so we had to rescue him and deliver him like the crown prince to the bathroom. Loads of fun. But I am beginning to see that keeping them both in sight will be a bit of a challenge.

Big steps up


Allan playing Monkey in the Middle. Which he learned from his brother.

King of the Mountain


Griff getting his balance. This was moments before Allan's sneak attack.

Allan as Calvin


It was totally worth it!


Allan, unbowed with being put in time out for pushing his brother. This is going to take some work.

Ummm, are you sure HE'S supposed to be there?


Griffith was very confused, never having seen Allan in the Time Out chair.

Oooh, Allan, what's in there ?


The boys cooperating on snooping.

Pulling up on the baby gate


Allan crawls over and pulls up just like his brother did. He's a few months behind Griffith, but catching up fast.

Why do you keep taking pictures of me ???


Allan gets a little exasperated with all the attention.

Ready for high water


Griffith trying out his wellies.

Peg leg


Griff in one boot.

I'll just slide it right in there....


This one goes on the right foot


Extreme frustration


stupid wellies!

Oops!


Allan jerked out the drawer.
You can see Griff at bottom left scampering out of the way.

Maybe if I push REALLY hard



I can put it back before any one notices.

Uh-oh!


That didn't work.
I wonder if Dad will notice.
Or if I can blame Griffith.....

Monday, January 07, 2008

Bad-mouthing Big Al

The camera is with Dad so no new pictures today. Just narrative.

Allan got put in time-out for the first time last night. Griffith loves dumping the toys out of the bins and stepping up on the bin (thanks, Stephanie, for starting that with the darned step you gave him for Xmas!). Griff hasn't quite figured out how to make the full step up all by himself so I was helping him. Allan was sitting in my lap, playing with something. Or, as it turns out, pretending to. Griff was standing up on the step and I had let go of him so that he could be a big boy and look all around (he's too cute peering around -- apparently the view from up there is much different from 4 inches lower). Anyway, before I knew what was happening, Allan had taken both hands and shoved his brother off of the bin. Hard. Absolutely no question that he knew what he was doing. So Dad went and got the Time Out chair and we put him in it and told him "no, no" and "not nice" and "be gentle." Allan just laughed and laughed. I'm pretty sure he thought it was worth it.

And while we are on the topic, of bratty behavior, Allan has decided that he wants to stand up in the bath and is quite determined about it. He keeps reaching over and grabbing the edge of the tub and pulling up. We have tried "no, no" (Griffith even joins in) and "on your bottom" and repeatedly putting him back down on his bottom, to no avail. We finally took him out last night since he refused to listen.

For the record, Griffith does not stand up in the tub. He knows you have to stay on your bottom. Who'd have thought he would be the one who listens?