Colin had the classic look of wearing more food than he ate!
Look! I can reach for toys AND hold them now! This one was from my great-grandpa and I love the sound it makes.
Mommy's sorority friends surprised us with a book shower! Look at all of the fun reading I have ahead of me!
I've recently begun jumping in a Jumperoo. I love jumping!!!
Colin is such a joy and such a good baby. We are proud parents!
P.S. I'm sorry that I haven't been posting more often. Going back to work has taken every bit of my energy. The evenings seem so short and the days go by so quickly. I want to spend every spare minute I have with Colin. I had to laugh as this week I started out the morning talking with my principal, a couple of teachers and students before I finally looked in a mirror and noticed that I was wearing a lovely spit-up stain on my suit jacket. Oops! I had to chuckle as I thought through who I'd come across so far. Thankfully, I caught it in the morning vs. the end of the day. : )
January has been filled with many birthdays to celebrate-of C's dad and brother and my sister. My dad is in my thoughts today as today would have been his 62nd birthday. Happy birthday dad!
What a great set of pictures! Colin's personality sparkles. I printed out several pages from your blog to send to Colin's great-grandpa, which I'll do this week.
ReplyDeleteI'd never before heard of a book shower. What a fabulous idea!
I see several Dr. Seuss classics in there. I had six Beginner Books when I was a tot and am fairly certain Hop on Pop was among them. When Gavi was a toddler, her favorite book in my collection was "The Pop-Up Mice of Mr. Brice," another fun Dr. Seuss book.
I've probably told you this story before, but I'll tell it again in honor of your dad's birthday. When your dad was in college and living in a fraternity house, my 8th grade algebra teacher had the habit of starting every Monday's class by asking if anything particularly interesting had happened to any of us over the weekend.
One Monday, I piped up: "My brother came home from college and I helped him bake 400 chocolate chip cookies." Yup, that was remarkable, all right.
A couple of months passed, then it was, "My brother came home from college and I helped him bake 250 peanut butter cookies. Upon hearing that, the teacher said, "The next time your brother comes home from college, bring us some of the cookies."
Sure enough, near the end of the winter, I showed up with enough cookies for the entire class. It was chocolate chip again, and while we didn't make 400 that time, there were plenty to share and still have a good supply for your dad's frat brothers.