Firsts

As soon as I sat down with the scrumptious bowl of rice cereal, this is the reaction I got from Henry:

It was as if he was thinking: Finally I get the good stuff (he didn't know that rice cereal tastes like cardboard yet.)  I think he was just happy to not be on an all-liquid diet. 

After giving him about 3 bites, Henry swiftly grabbed the spoon from me and took matters into his own hands.
He got a little overzealous; apparently his gag reflex works fine.
All done.
Hankster is already trying to crawl-- he has a quiet determination (as opposed to Dean's vocal ways.)  I don't want my baby to grow up!!

Happy belated Easter!

I am finally getting around to posting about our wonderful Easter festivities.  Here are some photos of my Easter-clad cuties at grandma Alta's.

This is the best shot I could get of Alta-- candid shots are the only ones we get now-a-days.

This little stinker wouldn't take a picture without his tongue. 

Gotta love those ample cheeks and the gratuitous fat rolls on his fore-arm.

Dean managed to find all the Easter eggs this year-- an amazing feat given his competition.

Alta discovering her basket.

Henry getting aquainted with his basket.

Dean and his goodies.

Easter = good times.

Blessed baby

Finally, after 4 months, Henry gets a proper blessing; and what a wonderful blessing it was.  Dashing the hopes of many, there was no surprise middle name bestowed to our little one; I guess he'll get to pick out his own in a couple of years.  

It was raining the day of the blessing so I purposefully neglected (forgot) to bring our camera to the church, thus explaining why I have no photos except the ones that Ruth managed to get at our house.  Thank goodness for Ruth-- not only are her photos far superior than anything I could've produced, but it also required minimal effort on my part (I literally parked my rear on a chair for about 5 minutes while a mini photo shoot ensued).  Once again, thank you Ruth!  Because of you, Henry will have photo documentation of his important milestones. 

Our blessed baby

Blessed parents of a blessed baby

Happy Birthday Dean

Dean turned 4!

Four reasons to love Dean:

1. He has a complete zest for life-- his enthusiasm for everything is infectious.

2. He is so affectionate-- he always has to be touching/loving you or telling you how much he loves you and his whole family.

3. He makes us laugh each and every day.  (Recent examples include Sponge Bob gummy candy (ask Jon about this one) and Barack Obama showing up at our front door.)

4. His smile-- because he is rarely without it and because of his trademark tooth-less grin.

Dean Speak

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Jon: Dean, did you have fun playing with baby Sheldon tonight?

Dean: Yeah.

Me: Do you love baby Sheldon?

Dean: Yeah, but I guess I can't love Clyde or Henry anymore.

Me: Why can't you love Clyde or Henry anymore?

Dean: Because I used up all my baby-lovin' parts on Sheldon.

(he later informed us that he could love Clyde, Henry and Sheldon)

Brooke tagged me.  Since this post doesn't require me to blog about myself, I am happy to oblige.

Rules:

1. go to the document/ my pictures site on your computer

2. go to your sixth file

3. go to your sixth picture

4. blog about it

5. tag 6 people

This is Alta at her 2nd Birthday party.  I love this picture-- I wish she would still smile for the camera like that.  Life was a lot more simple back then: the scent of cows was wafting through the air in good ol' Eastvale, Dean wasn't even gestating yet and Alta received all the attention (which is probably why she is smiling), and Yo Gabba was just a seed in the genius mind of Scott Schultz-- life has changed!!

I tag: Jill B., Susie D., Precia, Amy L., Kathy B. and Julie W.

New pictures of our little chunky monkey

(6 weeks)

Look at those cheeks!!

One of Dean's favorite activities

Henry is willing that thumb into his mouth
(I was very indulgent in the number of photos I included for two reasons: first, look at the model, and second, Ruth is amazing with the camera--thanks for the fabulous photos Ruth!!)