- His first sign was "please." His first spoken word was "star."
- He potty learned at 21 months.
- His first name means "Who is like God."
- He has his father's Italian coloring, but his hair color his closer to mine (blond/brown/red).
- His favorite activity is reading. 20 books a day, or the same one 20 times.
- He loves, loves, LOVES playing in water and playing outside. If the two are combined, it's a good day.
- He has a little boy's knack for minor injuries and close calls (e.g. cayenne pepper in the eye).
- He is already more than half my height. 36 inches at the last official check-up.
- He is extremely affectionate and especially loves giving silly kisses.
- In five weeks, he'll be the BIG BROTHER!
Monday, June 30, 2008
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Monday, June 9, 2008
- Try out a new recipe for potential use for DS's second birthday.
- Celebrate our anniversary (yes, a week late).
- Sit outside and relax with a cool drink.
- Have my hair trimmed and eyebrows waxed.
- Try wet-on-wet watercolors with DS.
(This is the front facing the road. The fence starts right at the front porch.)
(The section immediately following the one above. This has since been filled in.)
(The posts on the third side behind the swing set. See my new clothesline? DH built that early in May after the old one blew over and bent in half. I didn't take a picture of the back posts since they're mostly hidden by the maple trees.)
From there, the fence makes another turn to face the driveway (the gate will be in that section) then borders the deck before meeting the house. This is a great area because some or all of the yard is shady all day!
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Last Sunday when our hummingbirds returned and I refilled the feeder for the first time (I've had to make more nectar 3 times already!), I took the hanging basket down and moved the feeder over so DS could see it from his chair at the kitchen table.
Several hours later, I was talking to DH through the screen door as he was working on the fence (a post to come on that project soon) and happened to look down. In my dried out basket of flowers was a robin's nest with four eggs in it! Uh-oh! I knew that if the mama bird sensed humans had been disturbing her nest, those eggs would be abandoned. DH and I both agreed, though, that we had better move the feeder back to its old spot and rehang the flower basket. Hoping for the best, we did so.
Fortunately, our tampering didn't deter the mama robin because the next day (Memorial Day) she was perched in her nest and has barely moved from that spot. She blends in with the dried leaves and flowers, that it's almost impossible to see her. She isn't even perturbed by our frequent use of that door! She hasn't come after us-- though the hummingbirds like to divebomb us!
(See her tail feathers in the middle of the picture?)
DS has been thrilled watching the hummingbirds feed and buzz about all day, but he can't quite distinguish the robin in her nest. Maybe we'll get to see the babies, though!