Allan, nose to nose with the elephant. And supporting himself.
Saturday, October 06, 2007
Game night
The boys on the couch waiting for the game to start on Thursday night. As it turns out, all of us waited all night long for the offense to start the game. Unfortunately, it never did.
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
Loads of new photos....
Something for everyone.
Aunt KK sent a very cool beetle bug car puzzle and nesting blocks from her trip to Budapest. As you will see, the blocks were a huge hit (the puzzle is a little advanced at the moment). Both boys were fascinated with the blocks -- brightly painted (not in China, we hope) and nesting. And, coincidentally, on the very day that a paper was published indicating that kids who play with blocks score higher on IQ tests (15% higher) than kids who don't. Take that, Baby Einstein. The boys went at the blocks like it was their job. They were, generally speaking, pretty quiet, which is a feat in and of itself. We took the blocks apart, stacked them, put them one inside the other, put other toys inside, dumped them out, started all over again. Last night, Griff figured out that he could put one on his foot and this was good for lots of fun. It is only a matter of time before he works out the balance issue and launches it up over his shoulder and in to the TV, but no matter. Daddy has been wanting a flat screen for quite some time.
Grandma and Grampy have headed back over the pond. On their last night we all went over to Billy and Becky's to visit with Vivi and Stella. The boys could not have had more fun. Griff and the girls worked on the Little Mermaid stove and played under the kitchen table with the slinky forever. I'm pretty sure I know what Santa is bringing the girls for Christmas. Allan could not have been more animated. He was so excited by all of the activity -- he just kept laughing and bucking and jumping. It is so much fun to see him enjoying himself like that.
Both of the fellas started to meltdown about the same time and we only just made it home in time to salvage the situation with one last bath from the grandparents. Then Griff passed out for about 30 minutes before he decided he just couldn't stand it and had to come back down to play. Allan, on the other hand, snuggled down on Grampy and stayed there, quite content, for the next couple of hours.
The boys took a big walk with the grandparents this afternoon and played for a few hours before they had to head out for the airport. It was hard to say goodbye because every one had had such a good time. Griff seemed especially bereft tonight when left with just Mom. He kept throwing his ball over the kitchen gate, ready for a game. He could use a Grampy. And both boys were distinctly dissatisfied at bath time. Mom and Dad just aren't enough. Thing One and Thing Two have become accustomed to an entourage.
At the moment, though, Jay is off, finishing up some work. The dishes are done. Laundry is going. Both boys are asleep and the house is quiet. Ish. For the moment. Who knows how long this will last?
Going to take advantage of it while I can. Enjoy the pictures!
Aunt KK sent a very cool beetle bug car puzzle and nesting blocks from her trip to Budapest. As you will see, the blocks were a huge hit (the puzzle is a little advanced at the moment). Both boys were fascinated with the blocks -- brightly painted (not in China, we hope) and nesting. And, coincidentally, on the very day that a paper was published indicating that kids who play with blocks score higher on IQ tests (15% higher) than kids who don't. Take that, Baby Einstein. The boys went at the blocks like it was their job. They were, generally speaking, pretty quiet, which is a feat in and of itself. We took the blocks apart, stacked them, put them one inside the other, put other toys inside, dumped them out, started all over again. Last night, Griff figured out that he could put one on his foot and this was good for lots of fun. It is only a matter of time before he works out the balance issue and launches it up over his shoulder and in to the TV, but no matter. Daddy has been wanting a flat screen for quite some time.
Grandma and Grampy have headed back over the pond. On their last night we all went over to Billy and Becky's to visit with Vivi and Stella. The boys could not have had more fun. Griff and the girls worked on the Little Mermaid stove and played under the kitchen table with the slinky forever. I'm pretty sure I know what Santa is bringing the girls for Christmas. Allan could not have been more animated. He was so excited by all of the activity -- he just kept laughing and bucking and jumping. It is so much fun to see him enjoying himself like that.
Both of the fellas started to meltdown about the same time and we only just made it home in time to salvage the situation with one last bath from the grandparents. Then Griff passed out for about 30 minutes before he decided he just couldn't stand it and had to come back down to play. Allan, on the other hand, snuggled down on Grampy and stayed there, quite content, for the next couple of hours.
The boys took a big walk with the grandparents this afternoon and played for a few hours before they had to head out for the airport. It was hard to say goodbye because every one had had such a good time. Griff seemed especially bereft tonight when left with just Mom. He kept throwing his ball over the kitchen gate, ready for a game. He could use a Grampy. And both boys were distinctly dissatisfied at bath time. Mom and Dad just aren't enough. Thing One and Thing Two have become accustomed to an entourage.
At the moment, though, Jay is off, finishing up some work. The dishes are done. Laundry is going. Both boys are asleep and the house is quiet. Ish. For the moment. Who knows how long this will last?
Going to take advantage of it while I can. Enjoy the pictures!
Undivided attention
Allan couldn't be persuaded to tear himself away from the Liverpool soccer match on ESPN.
Can't tear himself away
Allan couldn't be persuaded to tear his attention away from the Liverpool soccer match on ESPN.
A little assist from Allan
Stella propping herself up. Allan is kind of use to this sort of treatment.
Griff and the Little Mermaid oven
I'm all for equality but this could have been a shade more masculine.
Ol' long lashes
Note the fickle hand of fate (courtesy of Griffith) getting ready to relieve his brother of the block.
Monday, October 01, 2007
...weekend continued
We got interrupted on the blogging last night. Took a while to calm the natives and all.
Anyways....
Team Al and Griff ran the race for the cure (as we have noted, they are big fans of the boobs.) Mom made Daddy run solo (running with the stroller gives me an easy excuse for running slow, walking or even stopping). I pushed the boys and, as best we can tell, got second in the (unofficial) division of women pushing double strollers. (I'll catch her next year.) The boys were good sports about the whole thing and, every once in a while, Griff would let out with a hearty "go, go" to keep me moving. He's very helpful, that boy. Allan, naturally, was chilled out for the whole thing and took it all in while sucking on his thumb. Whatever I wanted to do was fine. As long as I wasn't expecting him to do anything, it was all good.
Afterward, we all headed for brunch, complete with mimosas. Once Jim and Markus and Don got themselves prettied up after the run, we had quite a crew. Montell came, too, and snuggled Allan in to submission. He slept for about an hour all cuddled up with her. Griff, of course, refused to go down. There was too much to see. It didn't matter that he was exhausted. He wasn't going to miss a minute of it. After brunch, we all headed back to the house and met Miss Miranda. She took care of the boys while the grown-ups went to the football game. We headed back via Oktoberfest (the brat was a disappointment!) and home again, home again. Just in time for baths, bottles and cuddling.
Sunday we all started a little slow. Just hanging out at the house. Grandma and Grampy came by about lunch time and helped with the boys while Mom and Dad did yard work and tidying up for the fall. Then we all cleaned up and headed to Greg and Alice's farm to play with their horses (George Henry and William). Can't wait until we can send them to spend weekends with G and A. Got to get them used to being farm boys.
Anyways....
Team Al and Griff ran the race for the cure (as we have noted, they are big fans of the boobs.) Mom made Daddy run solo (running with the stroller gives me an easy excuse for running slow, walking or even stopping). I pushed the boys and, as best we can tell, got second in the (unofficial) division of women pushing double strollers. (I'll catch her next year.) The boys were good sports about the whole thing and, every once in a while, Griff would let out with a hearty "go, go" to keep me moving. He's very helpful, that boy. Allan, naturally, was chilled out for the whole thing and took it all in while sucking on his thumb. Whatever I wanted to do was fine. As long as I wasn't expecting him to do anything, it was all good.
Afterward, we all headed for brunch, complete with mimosas. Once Jim and Markus and Don got themselves prettied up after the run, we had quite a crew. Montell came, too, and snuggled Allan in to submission. He slept for about an hour all cuddled up with her. Griff, of course, refused to go down. There was too much to see. It didn't matter that he was exhausted. He wasn't going to miss a minute of it. After brunch, we all headed back to the house and met Miss Miranda. She took care of the boys while the grown-ups went to the football game. We headed back via Oktoberfest (the brat was a disappointment!) and home again, home again. Just in time for baths, bottles and cuddling.
Sunday we all started a little slow. Just hanging out at the house. Grandma and Grampy came by about lunch time and helped with the boys while Mom and Dad did yard work and tidying up for the fall. Then we all cleaned up and headed to Greg and Alice's farm to play with their horses (George Henry and William). Can't wait until we can send them to spend weekends with G and A. Got to get them used to being farm boys.
William snuffling Allan
William sniffing Allan to say "hello." Good thing we changed him before we went to the field.
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