Because it’s been far too long since this little face graced this page.
I love those sweet little lips.
Then there’s those shirts that button in the back….wtf? My child can’t sit up yet, and is just now gaining control of his bobble head. Why in the world would you put a series of buttons or even snaps up the back of his shirt so I have to shove his head through an almost too small opening (this may be due to the size of L.A.’s melon, so I’m not going to comment on that part, because I’m not 100% sure it’s the fault of the manufacturer) and then balance his wiggly wobbly body against my arm as I try to button his shirt one handed?!!? I guess I could turn him over and lay him on his belly in order to button these things up, but again, this seems incredibly impractical.
Is there some sort of top secret super parent trick to this that I’m not aware of? I was at the library the other day, and I checked for a copy of Baby Clothes for Dummies. It hasn’t been published yet, so perhaps I’m the only tool with this issue.
L.A. is completely in love with my MIL’s little old dog, Smokie. He’ll watch her walk around the room, and listens carefully for her little feet to click against the hardwood floors, and is generally just amused by all things Smokie. MIL and I get a huge kick out of putting the two of them on the floor together and watching as L.A.’s face slowly breaks into a huge grin and he lets out a big belly laugh as Smokie’s tail swishes by.
Smokie – on the other hand, couldn’t care less. She’ll walk by L.A. a hundred times as he trails her with his eyes hoping for some attention, and she won’t even glance in his direction. I think she might be a little jealous. Eh, that’s typical of us women though, huh?
Look at this face, are those eyes not the sweetest thing ever?
Ahhh the life of a dog….. Being loved by all and not having a care in the world.
As I was giving L.A. a bath last night, I realized how amused I’ve been watching him as he learns new things. For the past few weeks he’s been completely amazed at those things growing out of the end of his arms. I’ll leave him in his crib for a few minutes and come back to find him with his hands held up and clasped together with a look of confusion on his face, studying them intently. Last night, mid bath as he was splashing around he flung his arms up and then startled to see hands there in front of his face. As I watched his face, you could literally see the wheels turning as he furrowed his little eyebrows and pursed his lips trying to figure out what in the world was going on and why those hands were in his bath.
I love to sit there and watch his little brain work, though last night I wound up busting out laughing at the utter absurdity of the faces he was making. That of course completely broke his concentration and he looked up at me and squealed in delight before going back to splashing around. Just for ha ha’s I put a rubber ducky on his belly as he laid there in the water. If he thought the hands were confusing, you should have seen the look in his eyes with this yellow duck staring back at him.
8:00 pm: When I came home from work today, L.A. was once again intent on studying his little hands, so I had to try to capture it to share.
You never go back.
I can’t believe that I haven’t mentioned yet that C and I went on Saturday and picked up a new MacBook Pro. I loooove it! Our home PC is great for it’s original intended use, but as I delve deeper into photography and get ready to really pursue the business side of things, it wasn’t meeting my needs anymore, and we really needed a seperate computer to dedicate to my photography.
All weekend I was blogging from and glued to the new laptop, and so working today from my crummy HP at the office has been a drag. That’s all… just had to give a shout out to my Mac!
In other news, C’s big day at the stadium got rained on (literally) yesterday, so he’s on his way back down to the BX as we speak for another shot at opening day. The sky isn’t looking promising, but I’m crossing my fingers they don’t get rained out again tonight.
