Thursday, September 24, 2009

Kibbles and Bits

I caught Connor eating dog food last night. His hands were in the bowl right along with Morgan's head. I guess they were trying to have a quiet dinner together. The worse part is that he was actually "eating" it. I mean chewing AND swallowing. YUCK! I can't get him to eat hot dogs or pasta...but dog food?!?!?

Monday, September 21, 2009

Right Said Fred

Long ago there was a band called right Right Said Fred. Their only claim to fame was a song called "I'm too sexy."  The lyrics went something like this..."I'm too sexy for my shirt, so sexy it hurts. I'm a model if you know what I mean and I do my little turn on the catwalk, I shake my little toosh on the catwalk". For some reason this song jumped in my head when I saw this picture.  For anyone who isn't in touch with their pop culture side, this is the classic over-the-shoulder model pose.

Hamming it up at the dinner table.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

You smell like a monkey, and you look like one too.

We took a family trip to the zoo this weekend. We've been wanting to go all summer, but it's been too hot and miserable. So when the weather turned a little cooler, we loaded up the car and off we went. I think every other family in San Antonio had the same idea, because the place was hopp'in.

Here are a few of the pictures from Connor's first zoo trip.

Looking at the Flamingo's...

At the butterfly house. Connor wanted to take their plate of food.

That bear looks like he wants baby for dinner. Luckily there was a trench and steel fence in between us.

That fish was as big as Connor.

After seeing that huge fish, Connor wanted to go fishing.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

New shoes

Not long ago Connor and I caught an episode of Sesame Street where Neil Patrick Harris (a.k.a Doogie Howser) played the "shoe fairy". He spent the entire episode in a white tuxedo with wings on his back and handed out shoes to all of the characters that didn't have them.

At one point, after a very long (and painful) song and dance routine, Neil gave some magical running shoes to one of the purple fuzzy things (not sure of his name - what ever happened to the classic characters that I grew up with? Sigh!). These shoes had only one speed - fast. So this poor character spent the rest of the episode running and screaming across the screen.

Somehow Connor's managed to find his own magic shoes. Several weeks ago, I took him to Nordstrom’s to pick up some new kicks. Up until now, he's been wearing soft, leather soled shoes that didn't offer much support. So the purpose of our shopping trip was to find some 'big boys shoes' with hard soles and Velcro straps.

Connor and I quickly picked out several pairs of super hip baby shoes which were sure to make him the envy of his daycare class. Like a good salesmen, the guy put the first pair of shoes on Connor's feet, secured the Velcro strap and tried to check his toe position to make sure they fit properly. I emphasize "try" because the second the shoes were fastened securely, Connor took off across the store and didn't turn back...and he's been running ever since.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

The clean plate club

At the advice of our Occupational Therapist, Connor's been trying all kinds of new tastes and food combinations. He's still not eating solid foods, but at least he's having fun experimenting.

Tonight's delicacy...watermelon, ground beef and ranch dressing – of course, the ranch dressing won out over all other.

Apparently tonight was eat without hands night. That's right Connor - that IS how a piggy eats.

Oh sure! You won't touch real food, but you'll gnaw on a plastic placemat. Seriously, I give up...


I can only imagine that Morgan dreams about doggie heaven where she can lay in the sun with her feet up in the air while someone feeds her bonbons one by one. Sadly, she's forced to wake up to this instead.

Mom! Can you please put more batteries in my pony. I think its broken.

Notice the one arm resting on Mogran while the other holds the remote. Such a guy...

Pickles and Ice Cream

Many people have asked me if I've had any strange cravings lately. I guess many pregnant women crave really bizzare things like snickers and pork rinds. Not me, my standard response is something along the lines of "YES - I CRAVE SUGAR – why do you ask? Do I smell a candy bar in your pocket?!?!".

With Connor I craved spicy food - the spicier the better. I even had a Thai waitress practically force me to sign a waiver when I said "extra spicy...go ahead lady give me your best shot". I think she assumed that my pansy American taste buds wouldn't hold up to Thai spices..."Stupid American". Either that or she thought that I would go into labor before I could pay my bill. Regardless, I earned my pseudo- Thai citizenship that day…well maybe not, but I like to think that I gained the respect of Thai nationals everywhere.

Ok…I’ve gotten off track. So Connor’s Occupational Therapist left us with some homework. She told us that for the next month, she wants Connor to play with his food (the messier the better) and to try everything in every combination - regardless of how it might taste to us. Ok, so here are some pictures from our little experiment…what is he eating you may wonder? Yup – pickles and cool whip (yuck), but strangely enough he loved it!