Well, here we are....fully entrenched in the 21st century.
Not sure if this blog will get off the ground, but thought this might be the most efficient way to streamline the many baby photos and updates and avoid filling up another inbox. Efficiency is our favorite theme around here these days as we start making plans (read: room) for our new little person. So hopefully you'll roll with these changes along with us!
Since you made your way over here....a little baby love to keep you coming back!
This is Liam's "What the Heck Are You Feeding Me, Mom?" reaction to the gluten/egg/milk/butter-free banana bread concoction I made last night. The original recipe is tried and true, so I'm not sure which of the substitutions caused the loaf to do THIS:
Or THIS:
I'll be honest....as I was measuring away I was having visions of Liam, all grown up and reminiscing about Mom's special banana bread and how there's no other like it. I'll blame it on the pregnancy hormones, but I definitely had some high expectations for this one little loaf. And it did not deliver. BUT if I re-brand it as Banana Crumble then I have to say it doesn't taste half bad! And if you pack it like a snowball it does keep a bit of shape. :)
So today I offer up a humble Thank You to Trader Joe's and their gluten free Brown Rice Bread. Which retains its shape remarkably well. And which Liam loves. And he does not make this face when it is served to him.
It's not surprising because Liam becomes more of a Mini-Matt every day. Give him something with buttons and it instinctively goes to his ear (ok, shoulder) like a phone. And he paces with it. Reminds me of someone.....
Before the really grumpiness set in we spent some time outside enjoying a beautiful (and extra warm) fall morning. Liam and Mojo played ball for a while....
And then Liam showed off his signature move (aka "The Inquisitive Point").
And another move: this one might be his first attempt at breakdancing. Or maybe The Worm.
Kicked things off on Friday night with Water Babies swimming lessons. Strange as it looked, we were asked to come to the pool in street clothes so we would get an idea of how heavy clothes are when you're in an emergency situation, trying to tread water and hold a baby afloat. Yep, it's tough. Not sure what the alternative is.....? But I think Matt took top prize for Best Baby Keeper Upper in the pool. And you thought the photo was a wet t-shirt contest. Tsk tsk.
That's right. As I was crawling around on Liam's floor, taking random pictures of whatever it is that he does when left to his own devices, I realized that he had not only reached the doorknob but opened the door as well. Just long enough to let Mojo in, and then he closed the door again. It didn't even slam. Took me a moment to realize what had happened and yes, I referred back to the digital display to be sure my eyes did not deceive me. So there you have it: an all-access pass to the world at large. And an even greater need for eyes in the back of my head.
Or THIS:
I'll be honest....as I was measuring away I was having visions of Liam, all grown up and reminiscing about Mom's special banana bread and how there's no other like it. I'll blame it on the pregnancy hormones, but I definitely had some high expectations for this one little loaf. And it did not deliver. BUT if I re-brand it as Banana Crumble then I have to say it doesn't taste half bad! And if you pack it like a snowball it does keep a bit of shape. :)