Our wee precious tent.
Heather and Eric's clearly preferable, hulking enormity of a tent.
Heather and Eric's clearly preferable, hulking enormity of a tent.
D, dad's feet and mom.
Breakfast.
Early morning deer sighting.
First Camping Trip
My friend Heather persuaded us to go camping for a night in Bodega Bay. It was good fun. Desmond and Myles had a great time pushing each other around on Myles' car, Heather and Eric made yummy burritos for dinner, and then we sat around the campfire and had s'mores, which are always the best part of camping.
The no-sleep-all-night part was not so much fun. We've got a teeny little backpacking tent that is clearly not suitable for 2 grown adults plus a baby. It's not that Desmond takes up so much room, it's that such close proximity to us makes him want to nurse all night long. He slept and suckled, and if I tried to move him he would instantly wake up and cry. LOUDLY. Not acceptable in a tightly packed campground. So I would pop him back on, he'd go to sleep, and I would stare at the ceiling of the tent wondering how many hours it could possibly be until dawn. At the crack of dawn I cracked, and demanded that Ron take the baby and leave - I didn't care where - and let me get at least an hour or two of sleep. Ron took him for a long drive in the car, where they saw many beautifully antlered deer. Well, Ron saw them - Desmond was fast asleep in his car seat. Of course.
We decided we need a tent like Heather and Eric have - a huge lurking green thing with 2 "rooms." They had a blow-up mattress for themselves in one room, and the pack-n-play for Myles in the other room. The result: happy and well-rested family. Yes please!
The no-sleep-all-night part was not so much fun. We've got a teeny little backpacking tent that is clearly not suitable for 2 grown adults plus a baby. It's not that Desmond takes up so much room, it's that such close proximity to us makes him want to nurse all night long. He slept and suckled, and if I tried to move him he would instantly wake up and cry. LOUDLY. Not acceptable in a tightly packed campground. So I would pop him back on, he'd go to sleep, and I would stare at the ceiling of the tent wondering how many hours it could possibly be until dawn. At the crack of dawn I cracked, and demanded that Ron take the baby and leave - I didn't care where - and let me get at least an hour or two of sleep. Ron took him for a long drive in the car, where they saw many beautifully antlered deer. Well, Ron saw them - Desmond was fast asleep in his car seat. Of course.
We decided we need a tent like Heather and Eric have - a huge lurking green thing with 2 "rooms." They had a blow-up mattress for themselves in one room, and the pack-n-play for Myles in the other room. The result: happy and well-rested family. Yes please!
Climb Every Mountain
Desmond learned how to climb stairs. This is his story.
Dad sounds like a total goof in this one.
Even new skills can be derailed by well-placed banisters.
Dad sounds like a total goof in this one.
Even new skills can be derailed by well-placed banisters.
I'm a (10-month-old) Lumberjack and I'm OK
I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay.
I sleep all night. I play all day.
I drink my milk. I eat my lunch.
I poop in my diapees.
On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
And have pureed peas for tea.
I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay.
I sleep all night. I play all day.
I climp up steps. I crawl and cruise.
I like to giggle and fart.
I put on toddler clothing
And hang around in parks.
I sleep all night. I play all day.
I drink my milk. I eat my lunch.
I poop in my diapees.
On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
And have pureed peas for tea.
I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay.
I sleep all night. I play all day.
I climp up steps. I crawl and cruise.
I like to giggle and fart.
I put on toddler clothing
And hang around in parks.
Superbaby 2!
Back when Desmond was a wee bairn we made a Superbaby video. Here's the sequel, and a great way to stop him from crying.
The Last of the 9 Month Photos
Extreme closeups = extreme adorableness!
CANS YOU HANDLES IT?
(Said in the voice of Toki from Metalocalypse.)
CANS YOU HANDLES IT?
(Said in the voice of Toki from Metalocalypse.)
Do You Think I'm Some Kinda Clown?
We thought it was super hilarious when he started laughing like this. The secret of what Sara was doing to make him giggle maniacally remains a mystery.
9 Month Miscellany
A cheesy good-morning grin
In the park with Grandma Lynne
The boy and the bubble
Swinging on a sunny afternoon
Practicing good hygiene
We're Going Mobile
Last video we had showed Desmond crawling. Here's some more action video.
The Piano Man
Getting his chicken on
Another serving of chicken
The Piano Man
Getting his chicken on
Another serving of chicken
Back to Business
So last time I said I would post 10 times in a row, and I think I only made it to 8. I'll try to do better this time. My goal is to be caught up in about 2 weeks... will it happen? Anyone care to place a bet?
Here are some photos of Desmond, Ron and me in our "backyard," which is really just a dirt parking lot with some pretty ivy on the walls. They were taken on July 4th, when D was about 9 months old. The last photo is all of us in the car, though you can't really see D 'cause he's in his carseat. Still, cute photos of mommy and daddy are a rarity these days, so I've included it.
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