Anne of Fridays: Look at Those Mugs

Like daughter, like father.

Three Month Anne-iversary

The numbers:  Haven't been on a scale for a while, but I'm still big and healthy.  I'm wearing my 6 month clothes already.

Best friends: Everyone!  I really like when someone--anyone--makes eye contact with me.  Just having the total attention of a person makes me smile my big, happy smile.  Sometimes I kick my feet and coo at them, too, just to show my appreciation for their few seconds of undivided attention.  I do this many, many times each day.  Even if you look away for a second then bring your eyes back to me, I'll smile and coo again.  I get surprised and happy to see you every time!

Enemies: Drool.  Suddenly I'm a fountain of drool.  Put me in my boucy seat for 10 minutes and I can soak my shirt down to my belly button.  Then I get cold and chappy and start to cry for a new shirt.  Mom and Dad have tried putting a bib on me to catch it, but it really gets in the way when I try to shove my thumb in my mouth.  The bib flaps up into my face and I can't find my thumb and I get so upset.  Don't my mom and dad know that I'm trying to cork up all that drool?

Favorite place: I'm really happy in lots of places now.  I like to be carried when I'm tired, but I also like my bouncy seat, crib, playmat on the floor.  Dad has even started carrying me around in a Baby Bjorn, like a kangaroo baby.  I love it, because I can see so much!  I am always similing my big Somebody-Sees-Me smile.

Things I like: Eating (of course), looking around, munching on my own hands, riding in the car, being outside in my stroller.  I also love this Sleep Sack mom and dad put me in at night.  To adults it might look like a baby straight jacket, but to me it's like sleeping in a big, warm hug.  Fantastic. Even baths are starting to grow on me, now that my brother helps soap me up and rinse me off.  He is such a great helper!

Things I don't like: Winter hats (They always fall down over my eyes!), cradle cap (I even had it in my eyebrows!), and fingernails (They grow so fast--Why are they always scratching me?) And honestly, sometimes I get irritated by noise.  My brother REALLY likes to talk...when I get tired I've been known to cover my ears.

Major accomplishments: Sleeping (9 p.m.-5 a.m. each night and sometimes longer on the weekends).  I can sort-of sit up (I hold my head up but need grown-up hands to steady me).  Also, I'm a Major Gamer.  Mom and Dad have started taking me everywhere my brother goes, and I handle it like a champ.  Noisy children's museum?  No problem.  Park in 50 degree weather?  I'll just sleep in my stroller.  Monkey Joe's?  Happy and cooing.  Especially if anybody looks at me.

Mark of Fridays: Mark (and Anne) in the Park

Temps have been stuck in the 40s and 50s, but that doesn't stop Mark.  He wants to be outside riding his bike and playing at the park regardless. 

So a few weeks ago, we sent out a note to all of the Seagos in a ten mile radius telling them we were headed to the park.  The result:  100% attendance.

And guess what else we learned?  Delusions about the "spring" weather (or perhaps broken internal thermostats) seem common amongst the men in our family.  To Pap and Mr. Martin, breaking 50 degrees is a cue to wear sandals.

Think this picture is cute?  You should see it from the duck's perspective.

Quotation Mark Mondays: The Music Monster

Mark, after yelling "Mom!" from his bed twenty times around 10:00 at night: 

"Did you know that the music monster lived 5,000 years ago?  He was dying when Jesus was alive.  OK, you can go to bed now."

Mark of Fridays: Shower Hair, Part 2

Anne, with and without shower hair.

Mark of Fridays: The New Normal

Here we are, enjoying the spring weather and adjusting to the new normal.  Yes, that's a double stroller.

Opening Day 2013: Play Ball!

 

We think it's important to have Opening Day pictures taken, especially of our son.  We think he shows promise as a play-by-play commentator, since he can talk without pause for hours.  Plus, no coordination necessary.