Saturday, January 31, 2009
My parents gave Brennan a sled for Christmas, and let me tell you, he loved it. Inside. Once Sherri and Brian took it outside, well, he was a little less thrilled. Oh, he enjoyed his first foray into the snow and all, but if he had his druthers, Brian would have just pulled him around inside the carpeted comfort of their home.
Click here for a few more of the smug sledder's first snowy adventure.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
The movie "The Christmas Story" is a Thole family favorite. After all, who doesn't love a movie that puts a BB gun, a cursing father, a frah-geel-ay leg lamp, turkey-eating hounds, a tongue frozen to a light pole and a crazy mother together and ties it up with one big bow? I'm sorry, but that's just good family fun.
If you've seen the movie and the picture above, I think you know where I'm going with this.
Sherri made meatloaf and mashed potatoes for dinner last night, and thought it would be a good opportunity for Brennan to try out the spoon my Mom put in his Christmas stocking. Sherri even put the mashed potatoes in a ramekin dish so Brennan could get to them easier. Considering Sherri started our conversation by saying, "Guess who's mommy's little piggy?" I thought it safe to assume that Brennan immediately plunged his face into the dish, but apparently our boy showed some restraint.
At first, anyway. It started peacefully enough. Brennan dug into the potatoes with his spoon and was having a merry old time, but when that became too much work, he abandoned the spoon and dug in with his hands. When that process became too laborious, he picked up the dish, brought it to his mouth and went to town. Grunting ensued, and soon there were mashed potatoes everywhere -- his cheeks, forehead, hair and even up his nose.
But even with food all over his face, you have to admit he's one photogenic little piggy. Click here to see more of the little oinker in action.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Today is Mary Clare's one month birthday, and what better way to commemorate this event than with a photo shoot? Following in the footsteps of her friends Xavier and Kate, and her cousin Brennan, I made a sign for her very first monthly photo session.
Sorry, no stenciled numbers like Sherri made for Brennan, but rather something I hastily scribbled off in the office. I did, however, take the time to add cutesy little sorority girl dots to the ends of each letter. That's right -- I took the extra two minutes to give my girl dots. Because of the love. I may not own a stencil set, but I can fancy it up with the best of my Greek brethren. Stay tuned for next month's puff-paint poster.
Now let's give our girl some snaps. One month is a big stinkin' deal when you only weigh eight pounds or so.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
In case you're keeping track at home, Mary Clare is measuring about one inch longer than she did at the hospital. I don't think she grew -- I just think it's incredibly hard to measure a newborn who would rather be curled up in a tiny ball than stretched out on a cold table. In fact, when we were at the hospital, Chip's dad took one look at her long legs and couldn't believe she was only 20 inches long. In fact, he suggested we contest the measurement. I've mentioned that George is an engineer by trade, yes?
Anyway, Chip is obviously his father's son, because one minute he was changing Mary Clare's diaper, and the next minute he was fishing the tape measure out of the kitchen drawer. Who needs a pediatrician when you have a tape measure and nothing but time?
Click here for Mary Clare's latest and greatest.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
All in all, I would say the first meeting was a success. Brennan stared at her a bit, but refused to say "Mawry," even though he said her name a few times for Sherri just a few days prior. It's definitely going to get interesting once Mary Clare is a bit older and the two can interact. Or fight. Mary Clare may be small, but she's scrappy.
Click here to see more of Brennan and Mary Clare's first meeting, as well as their joint trip to Great Grandma Thole's house.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Any unexpected noise or knock at the door is met with a big boy bark and a thorough inspection. Currently, the worst offender is the mail, which has the nerve to show up every single day. Buddy typically camps out wherever Mary Clare is resting, whether she's in her chair or being held by someone. On occasion he even accompanies me to the nursery for the late-night feedings. He regularly treats Mary Clare to a thorough sniffing and manages to sneak in the occasional kiss. When Mary Clare's not in her papasan chair or swing, he likes to give both of those items a good sniffing over. I like to think he's checking for anything that might cause his little sister harm. After all, no one should have to take a misplaced binkie in the bum.
Nevertheless, the good outweighs the bad, and Mary Clare is fortunate to have such a wonderful big brother. Even if he does smell a little funky right now.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
So, yes, this may technically count as a post, but let's be frank ... I'm really just using this entry to post photos of our little girl. And, as you may have suspected, there are a lot of photos. Consider yourself warned.
Without further ado, I am pleased to offer you two fabulous sets. Those who would like to relive Mary Clare's first days at St. John's are invited to click here. Not into the first five days? Then click here to see what life on Botanical has been like for our little bird.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Click here and check out the little mad man in action. He's entertaining and harder than ever to chase down. I love it.