So, two new developments in my life this week. I have successfully been able to get from a lying down position to a sitting position without help. I first accomplished this when my mom looked away. I was on my back, she looked away and whammo, I was on my tush. This, of course, threw her for a loop. So, she whipped out the video camera and caught the second occurrence of this for you all to enjoy. As you can tell, I was very exciting about this milestone. I also did this one morning to surprise my mom. She came in to my bedroom to check on me and, ta-da, I’m sitting up in my crib.
The second are some pictures taken by my Aunt Tricia picking pumpkins.
There are several sets of pictures here, spread out over the course of about 3 weeks. The first bunch is from my visit with Aunt Tricia and Uncle Robb.
The second bunch is when my dad was feeling particularly creative and pulled out a mirror for me to sit on. I’m really enjoying the mirror, in fact it has found a semi-permanent location near my crib so I can check myself out before going to sleep.
The third set is the inaugural walk with my new child carrier/back pack. I really enjoyed taking a walk like this, although my parents legs were hurting the next day. As you can see, I am able to fall asleep just about anywhere.
Dad came home a bit early from work today and I was in a particularly good mood. So, out came the camera. I’m now 6 months old. I am able to stand with some help and I have really love clapping.
So, this new girl arrives in daycare. Really cute. I scoot over to her and I’m laying on my “A” game pretty heavy. I’m smiling, turning over on my stomach, you name it.
She is loving it. She is gooing, drooling, she even spit up a couple times. I figure I got this wrapped up. I ask her if she wants to join me on the Boppy in the corner.
She’s hesitant. I tell her, “Baby, baby, I’m clean. I just got my shots. I’m breastfed. What are you worrying about?” Finally, after like 15 minutes of begging, we play a little game of hands, foot & mouth. It’s all the rage. All the 6-month olds are doing it. Well, that’s the last time I do it. What a mistake!
My Aunt Beth and Uncle Mike flew in special to see me from San Jose, CA. I was the only reason they came in. It wasn’t for friends, family, birthdays, their anniversary or anything like that. It was for me and me only. So, the camera came out to capture the memories.
Please note, dad and I did not discuss shirt colors on the morning these pictures were taken. I had the yellow on before him.
I also got a bath before Aunt Beth and Uncle Mike arrived. I’ve become quite adept at splashing in the bathtub. Mom needs a towel after I’m done with her.
The weather was great this weekend so Mom and Dad decided to take a walk to Sutcliffe Park. My first ride in a swing was pretty good. So good in fact, that I began to fall asleep. Not before Dad was able to snap some photos, though.
I got dragged out to the Jersey Shore, Avalon specifically, to hit the waves. I met up with some of Mom and Dad’s friends who were renting a place and we hit the sand. My first experience with the water was not the best, the water is still quite cold. But, subsequent dips resulted in much fewer tears.
The Ufberg Clan (Paul, Jordy, Jack, Ella and Charlotte) came by for a visit before moving to the big AZ. The cameras were a snapping, so here are the pictures.
Here are some shots of my sweet Easter outfit for 2009. I was going for the “Miami Beach circa 1964″ look. I think I hit it spot on. Note the white linen pants? Didn’t think they made those in baby clothes, did ya?
Also, here is a video of me whoring it up for the camera. I was Mr. Chatterbox there until dad turned the camera on and seeing that red light is simply memorizing.
