Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Alright, we are terrible parents

It's been so long since we've updated Eli's blog, and he's reminded us of it, in his own little way, daily.

So where to begin? Eli's crawling now (kind of)... he's still not racing across the floor (whew says dad). He's trying to pull himself up on things. He likes to go in the 'tripod' position (up on his tippie toes with one hand in the air and one anchored on the floor). He likes to smack his lips and make growling noises (seriously, it's hilarious). He is eating so much food (pretty much whatever you put in front of him). He's still breastfeeding. As a result of both of these actions, has almost adult like poo (and dad is designated poo scraper). He enjoys frozen teething biscuits a lot and tends to make a big mess. He has become a political activist (as evidenced by the pictures below). He LOVES his new bike trailer. He had a lot of fun picking out his Halloween pumpkin, but didn't enjoy Halloween quite as much as we thought he would, since there weren't many trick or treaters. He loves visiting the animals at the zoo. He really loves Amanda, his nanny. He was exhausted after early voting and has the sticker to prove it. He loves doing whipped cream hits. He loves to have his own leash when we walk the dogs. He is quite the ladies man and flirts shamelessly. He likes feeding himself puffs. He loves his baby blue, velour Nike warm up suit. He is REALLY hoping Obama wins tonight (he went to see him Monday morning).

Here are some pictures since we last updated his blog:













And for those who braved through all the pictures, he's a video of Eli enjoying the 'big boy' swing:

1 comment:

Our Lady of Perpetual Motion said...

Hi Eli,

It looks as if we have all been busy lately. With me, it's been more of the same- work and school. I enjoyed all your pictures and the video of your time in the big boy swing. I particularly liked the picture of everyone together at the pumkin patch.

Take care and say hello to your mommie and daddy for me. I am hoping to be back in Jax for the holidays. I hope to finally meet you then.

Stay sweet,
Roser