I Cried

Did I show you this sweet little daycare gift I got for mother's day?

I melted into a puddle on the floor. I'm typing from there still.

Big Baby Steps

Our little baby Tank is getting so big...


He now has four (slightly gapped) teeth...


Claps his chubby little hands...

(when annoyingly prompted by mom) also note the wee belch 14 seconds from the end...

And has finally started feeding himself finger foods. Yay! He will also drink on his own from a sippy cup and give high fives. These last two weeks have been mind blowing for Mom n Pop. Not only is he adorable...


But everything he does is art.


Well, aside from the poopies.

Oh My Achin' Head!

Tank Boy took a digger...



...and it hurts me to even look at it. Poor punkin'!

I'm Home!

Tank Boy and I are safe back in our little country home and have prepared a quick overview of the few moments we could catch on film of The East Coast Trip For The Cousin's Arrival. (Well, captured on "digital film" as it were, so really it is captured on some form of flash memory, but lets not get too geeky 'bout it, m'kay?)

So before you get too far I do have to warn you (again) that I (still!) didn't get that many pictures of the Littlest Princess, so this is sort of Tank Boy Centric. But perhaps she is just so cute that a few pictures will spread almost as much joy as a zillion of The Tankster.



Hope to be seeing more of you!