Sunday, January 31, 2010

the army crawl...

babies on your mark...


babies get set...


CRAWL!!!...well, kind of...more like PULL!!!...


what???...again???...but in slow motion this time???...fine...


i lean over just a little...


then i get my balance...


then my arms give out so i lay flat on my stomach...


and i PULL...PULL...PULL...crying the entire way across the room.


Saturday, January 30, 2010

splish, splash...


hi, grandma...


oh NO YOU DON'T!!!...


mom, is she for real? she's lucky i have a good sense of humor...being naked and all.


Friday, January 29, 2010

they see me rollin'...

I've mentioned how Brooks is a mad roller these days...well, not if Grandpa can help it. Brooks was falling asleep the other day so I put him down in my parents' room for a little nap. I put a small pillow on his left and on his right to deter him from moving anywhere when he woke up. He usually just cries a little until someone comes to get him; he doesn't usually move. He just kind of lays there and cries. My dad saw Brooks, saw the pillows, then came out to tell me that those little pillows won't stop him from rolling off the bed. I said that he would be fine. So my dad casually adds something about how he made it a little safer. I walk in to this:

yes, if you look closely you can see a baby in there...


he covered him with a blanket and everything.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

monkey see...

dude. your stuff is boring.


your laptop doesn't even sing to you. good thing i have my e-i-e-i-own.


Wednesday, January 27, 2010

fun, fun...

hey...what's that???...


it's Julia's puppet show!!!...


i didn't even know but I LOVE PUPPET SHOWS!!!


Tuesday, January 26, 2010

the joys of toys...


he's looking for just the right toy...


and it's in there somewhere...hopefully.

Monday, January 25, 2010

inventory...

Brooks is now eight months old. He rolls over from front to back and back to front with both ease and speed. In fact, he rolls so quickly that he will probably start rolling off of beds here pretty soon. He has not yet mastered how to come from a laying down position to a sitting position, though he is trying. He gets about halfway up before just stopping to lay on his stomach. While sitting he stays up with no problem. He doesn't tip and hasn't accidentally fallen over in quite some time.

A little over a week ago he started crouching in crawling position. He has almost mastered freezing on all fours, but then he drops down and army crawls. Just yesterday we noticed a significant increase in army crawling speed...so again, he might be army crawling his way off of beds if we're not careful.

He's in size 3 diapers, wears size 6-12 months in clothes and still fits in those that are specifically 9 months...but maybe not for too much longer. Most shirts fit just fine, but pants are a different story. The length is good, but the waist is huge. We could have a potential sagger on our hands, but not an intentional one. He's just kind of skinny.

He never took to baby food so he eats mashed up regular food, yogurt, and apple sauce...but he's not a huge apple sauce fan yet. He has his two bottom teeth and that's it, but the top two are looking a little swollen. He smiles all the time, laughs more at night than any other time of day, and might be the cutest, sweetest baby that ever lived.

Now for a sweet, little picture:

of Keith.

CAN YOU BELIEVE IT??? Holy moley they look similar. When I saw this I seriously couldn't believe how much they look alike. Keith doesn't look this much like Brooks in most of his baby pictures, but this one is crazy similar. Add the Foster squint to this and I think they could pass as twins.


Sunday, January 24, 2010

murphy's law...

If I had to come up with one word to describe Brooks' hair, it would be predictable. He never needs it combed, it lays flat, and it doesn't matter if he's been playing, napping, or if it's just dried after a bath, it ALWAYS looks the same. Except for the nap RIGHT before he's having pictures made for the first time. He went to bed with his hair looking the same as always and as the time got closer and closer to when we needed to leave, we finally had to wake him up. My mom brought him out looking like this:

After much wetting and re-wetting, it was finally manageable, although a little tuft remained sticking up in the back. Oh well, what can you do? CLICK HERE to see a few of the pictures - she did a GREAT job. :)