What kind of mom am I that I haven't already posted pictures of Baby's First Christmas? Don't answer that question. It's rhetorical. There is no right answer - only wrongs. He liked playing with his little cousin, Mila. She is ten weeks younger than him. He really loved trying to rip open the presents before... Continue Reading →
Brandon can sit up in the bathtub now. He puts bath toys in his mouth and plays nicely while I scrub him down and lint floats to the top of the water from between his toes. Such an easy bath time compared to the splashing and flailing that he did while lying down. Won't be long... Continue Reading →
Tonight, I was playing with Brandon on the floor when Steve suggested a movie. "How about You've Got Mail?" he asked. "You love that movie.""Sure," I replied because I really do love that movie.While Steve searched through our DVD collection to find it, he started naming off other options instead. "Or Family Stone or (500)... Continue Reading →
I tried giving this little monster a haircut while he was conscious and alert. That was a bust. So I busted a Delilah and cut it off while he was sleeping. I have no idea how barbers cut babies' hair.
We just returned from Christmas in Seattle. For my parents' 35th anniversary (a year late), we got them pictures of all of us. Here is my brother's family: And my little family, of course: My sister and Dan: And my favorite little brother: The original Peleskys: And the people who made us and all of our little families... Continue Reading →
Before raising a child, little baby clothes are so adorable. Shrunken men's clothes in tiny sizes for a little boy makes you want to pinch some baby cheeks and squint your eyes with a creepy smile on. Because you don't have to wrangle your child into it or pull his flailing legs out of it... Continue Reading →
Today we put up the Christmas decorations. Brandon loves all the lights and the garland... and especially, the tree.
Look who's graduated into a big boy car seat! He loves the cup holders.
My little boy is growing up fast.Today was his first time in a grocery cart without his infant carrier.After flirting with some cougar in the bakery section, he conked out.Later on, after watching me drink out of my Camelbak, he decided he was thirsty, too.
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