Friday, November 12, 2010

What the cat dragged in

Oliver has a buddy at day care, his name is mojo.  He is a mello, long-haired white cat that has a very high tolerance level for children.

At least, he had a high tolerance level.

Apparently Oliver is a bit much for him. 

Mojo is used to kids grabbing his head, his tail, even fist-fulls of hair.

Apparently, however, he does not like to be picked up by his hind legs.

Here is the proof:

He looks like a bad-a** doesn't he!?

Apparently he didn't cry at all.  He looked at our day-care lady like "what's up with the cat?" and toddled off.

All I can say is I'm glad I wasn't there to see it.  I don't think I would have tolerated it as well as Oliver did.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

It's SCARY how late this Halloween post is

Last year at Halloween, Oliver was one month old.

My dad came to visit and my sister was here too. We carved pumpkins.  I dressed Oliver up in his sundae outfit (with a cherry on top) and propped him up between our pumpkin creations.

That has become one of my (many) favorite pictures
and I decided to make it a tradition. 

This year we dressed Oliver up as a lion.  He had a tendancy to cry when we put it on him. Then he was the cowardly lion.  he he he.

Hmm... let me see that.

I've never seen a ball like this before but I bet I can still throw it!

Maybe next year mama will actually do something fun like take me to a pumpkin patch or trick-or-treating rather than just dressing me in something silly and making me sit with the pumpkins.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Oliver's first words

Oliver ocassionally says "mama" or "dada" but we are not really sure they mean what they mean because we refer Andy as "Papa" and not Daddy.

So, here are some hints for his first word.

See if you can guess.

{look at that fuzzy bald head!}

{ignore the obnoxious wire display}

If you guessed "ball" you'd be right.  He usually says it when he comes across one of his 20 or so balls that he as temporarily forgotten about.  Needless to say he doesn't forget about the giant orange one.

Now, word number two.  Here are your hints:


Yes, he is all boy.  Is second first-word is "jump" or actully it is more like "ump" or "yump."

Most of Oliver's favorite games to play involve "yumping."  Is favorite is when Papa holds him tight and jumps really high over and over--he squeals with delight.  Now he'll walk up to Andy with his arms out and say "ump ump ump."  It is adorable.

Can't wait to hear what is next!