Brandon eats baby food now. I got him to eat a whole container of carrots the other day. It all starts on his spoon, then goes into his mouth, onto his chin, onto his bib, then back into his mouth. He is a rolling over fool. He rolled over six consecutive times today. He rolls... Continue Reading →

Brandon has begun making motor sounds with his mouth. He thinks it's hilarious. He spits and sputters all over the place.   Sometimes I let Steve think Brandon is a daddy's boy. Sometimes. We have one smiley, happy baby. We have nothing to complain about. Except my ingrown toenails and possible thyroid problem and two-week... Continue Reading →

Watching college football in the man cave with dad.Just chilling, comfortably.

Donna Boucher over at Quiet Life took some impromptu photos of Brandon at Asher's birthday party two weekends ago. No one can take pictures the way she can. Take a look at how much he has changed since she last took his picture.  

My boys on the first regular season Miami Dolphins game day.They managed to tear their eyes away from the tv to look in my general direction for a second.  Football games are long! Brandon got bored. He wasn't the only one. He throws dad a bone and looks at the tv for a second. At... Continue Reading →

Brandon has become very attached to us. He loves playing with us. He laughs and smiles when we sing or make faces or talk to him in silly voices. He is beginning to outgrow his baby toys. This swing was so big on him before. I remember thinking that hippo was so far up he'd... Continue Reading →

Baby on the move! He can't get far, but he can move from where you last placed him. No more leaving him on the changing table while I grab his socks, I suppose.  Not long until he'll be crawling! He rolls over from stomach to back (as you saw on last week's video) and back... Continue Reading →