Our Little Foodie

Fatboy started cereal right before our trip back to Virginia in September. Like his sister, he hasn't slowed down yet. I honestly can't keep up with him. He has had sweet potatoes, acorn squash, carrots, bananas, avocados, pears, green beans, peas, puffs and Cheerios. He's definitely ready to move on to bigger things, but the kid has NO teeth yet at 8 months.

Clare is quite the comic...

This morning, Brian was out playing golf. Clare, Ian and I had a leisurely Sunday morning. Pancakes for breakfast, cereal with pears for Ian, the usual. We finished eating and Clare and Ian were playing in the family room while I cleaned up the kitchen. I look over to see Clare "in the pose". I could tell she was busy as she stood with the telltale look on her face. I said, "What are you doing?" She looked up at me and said, "I have a poopy. You need gloves." That was 2 hours ago and I'm still laughing hysterically every time I think about it. I'm starting a sidebar with her sayings because they are so funny sometimes.

While the Big Cat is away...the mice will play

Brian took a much deserved trip to meet his buddies in Alabama for a long golf weekend in September. After a 2 hour roundtrip drive to the airport (it usually takes 45 minutes) in the pouring down rain, Clare, Ian and I came home to brave a tropical storm, tornados touching down 20 miles away, road closures due to flooding and Clare throwing up all over the sofa caused by overindulgence in milk. By Saturday, we were stir crazy and headed to see the big purple guy. Yep, you read correctly - we met Barney. This was a treat: 1) because Barney has been viewed in our house all of 3 times. 2) Brian would never have agreed to go 3) We stood in line for an hour to get a 30 second picture with Barney.