Pretty Princess

Eamon's new favorite toy.
It came with the other craigslist freebies. I'm sure he has no idea what/who it is (and I'm pretty sure it's Disney, but which one?) It does make me smile, particularly since he does know enough to try to make her "walk" across his tray.

Happy.

A Growing Boy and His Drunken Noodles

I'm still swimming upstream, so how about a pure photo post? Ray took me out for sushi last weekend, and it was funny how much easier it has gotten to keep Eamon entertained during a longer lunch. He loved the edamame and drunken noodles, and even ate off of a plate for a while before trying to use it as a projectile. I think it was the eating off of the plate that killed me - he looks so... boy.

I wasn't too verklempt, though - I had sushi, and half of that bottle of nigori sake you see Ray with (which was the lowest-alcohol sake I've ever seen, fortunately). Oh, and Eamon didn't much like the fortune cookie, so I had to help with that...

Quiet

Sorry it's a little quiet around here this week. I'm in deep need of spring break and one week to go. The quiet is by no means due to a lack of material. That boy up there is changing by the day. He has learned to throw overhand (I can't wait to get him to his cousins). He is a little mimic. He is trying every way to get about except walking - preferably climbing. But his mom? She is out of creative juice. So... unless Ray steps up, it may be a little quiet here for a couple more days. But I promise hilarity and cute very soon.




Send chocolate, people. Or more marinara. Not for mom. For me!! The chocolate is yummy and the marinara makes such a soothing hair-and-face scrub....