Ian likes impressions. Here, he impersonates baby Frankenstein on his way to storm the villiage.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
Nearly Walking
Our little man is already over a year old. His Uncle Mike and Aunt Kassio were gracious enough to host the party in Spokane so that both sides of the family could help him celebrate.
Below is mom presenting the ceremonial cupcake. He didn't quite know what to do with it, especially since he'd never been served food with a flame on top of it.
With everyone crowded around, Ian took the opportunity to regale us with an impassioned speech about the life lessons he'd like to impart on his family from his vast 12 months of life.
Towards the end of the speech, he pounded his fist in demanding social justice for those oppressed with cold wipes during diaper changes.
With the speech out of the way, the party was afoot. And you can't have a party without a silly hat. Ian donned his and quickly declared, "It's good to be the king."
He then enjoyed the most delicious paper plate ever.
Ian was flying from the top of the sugar high, but we forgot to warn him about the crash that quickly follows.
Within three minutes Grandma had him sound asleep, so all is well that ends well.
Once we returned to Snoqualmie, we were able to complete Ian's final photo shoot. And I think he was a little excited about it.
Ian and Dad enjoyed Gonzaga's victory over Florida St. together. And by "enjoyed," we mean having a heart attack while yelling at the TV as an 18 point lead nearly slips away.
Finally, the below captures why you don't drink milk and drive your wagon. When not hopped up on organic whole milk, Ian is nearly walking. He can take up to about 10 steps before he's back to crawling. As he stumbles along, our life as we know it is very close to taking a giant leap forward. Pretty sure we're not ready for a walking toddler yet.
Below is mom presenting the ceremonial cupcake. He didn't quite know what to do with it, especially since he'd never been served food with a flame on top of it.
With everyone crowded around, Ian took the opportunity to regale us with an impassioned speech about the life lessons he'd like to impart on his family from his vast 12 months of life.
Towards the end of the speech, he pounded his fist in demanding social justice for those oppressed with cold wipes during diaper changes.
With the speech out of the way, the party was afoot. And you can't have a party without a silly hat. Ian donned his and quickly declared, "It's good to be the king."
He then enjoyed the most delicious paper plate ever.
Ian was flying from the top of the sugar high, but we forgot to warn him about the crash that quickly follows.
Within three minutes Grandma had him sound asleep, so all is well that ends well.
Once we returned to Snoqualmie, we were able to complete Ian's final photo shoot. And I think he was a little excited about it.
Ian and Dad enjoyed Gonzaga's victory over Florida St. together. And by "enjoyed," we mean having a heart attack while yelling at the TV as an 18 point lead nearly slips away.
"Ha ha. Daddy's loud."
Finally, the below captures why you don't drink milk and drive your wagon. When not hopped up on organic whole milk, Ian is nearly walking. He can take up to about 10 steps before he's back to crawling. As he stumbles along, our life as we know it is very close to taking a giant leap forward. Pretty sure we're not ready for a walking toddler yet.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Walking Along
After riding in and playing with our radio flyer for months, Ian has learned to push it himself. This video is for Aunt Joey and Aunt Elisa...the toy has gotten endless use, thank you!
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Ian's first GU game
Monday, February 8, 2010
11 Months and Ian's First McCall Ski Vacation
Always the happy little guy, Ian shows off his impression of BoBo the unicycling clown. Unfortunately, his unicycle was just out of the frame of this picture. He later dazzled us with his juggling skills and tied off some balloon animals for Jackie.
After each month's photo shoot, Ian likes to place his sign somewhere in his room. First, he eyed the ottoman.
Allow me to translate his baby-talk: "That looks like a pretty good place for my sign, but I wouldn't want it to get smooshed under some one's feet."
A couple days after the photo shoot, we packed up our bags and headed to McCall for a week of skiing, snow shoeing, and most importantly - grandparent time! After a long day of traveling, the little guy enjoyed unwinding in a warm bath with his favorite kitchen bath-friendly utensils.
Ian decided the mohawk was a good look for McCall.
Grandma made a friend of the local wildlife. This is the well fed fox coming down the three feet of snow off the back porch.
Thanks to Grandma and Grandpa, Jackie and I were able to get in three days of skiing at Brundage. The first two days were mostly sunny and great for groomed run skiing. The third day came off a night where they received six inches, so it was a great powder day in spite of the tired legs.
During the week we were there, McCall also hosted its annual Winter Carnival. We missed the parade, but enjoyed touring the snow sculptures scattered throughout the town. Ian was snug as a bug in his snow suit and ergo-carrier, so I think he had the most fun of all of us thanks to Jackie playing Sherpa.
Below is the view of Brundage Mountain taken from the McCall golf course near my parent's place. Jackie and I are expecting to win the lottery soon so we can retire to McCall.
On a day off from skiing while my Mom had to run back to Boise, my Dad, Jackie, Ian, and I enjoyed a stroll on snowshoes through Ponderosa State Park.
Ian again, snug as a bug. He couldn't resist it any longer, and eventually let the cadence of my walking and the warmth of his snow outfit lull him to sleep. What a great way to experience the great outdoors.
We made our way through the park and down the lake. In spite of an easy $20, Jackie declined my offer to take a polar bear dip in the cool comforts of Payette Lake.
Generally, this was how Ian spent his week: in grandma's loving care. Thank you both for having us and watching Ian!
Below is a photo I snapped of the trees from my parent's patio. It snowed nearly every night we were there and then was mostly sunny throughout the day. McCall in February tends to be the perfect home for winter activities.
After all of his travels, the little guy couldn't make it through his first dinner home. Now that's the sign of a great vacation!
The little man hit the 11 month mark already. My how the time flies by!
After each month's photo shoot, Ian likes to place his sign somewhere in his room. First, he eyed the ottoman.
Allow me to translate his baby-talk: "That looks like a pretty good place for my sign, but I wouldn't want it to get smooshed under some one's feet."
"Hmmm. How about the book shelf?"
"Wait, I've got the perfect place! Here, I'll put it on my toy box."
A couple days after the photo shoot, we packed up our bags and headed to McCall for a week of skiing, snow shoeing, and most importantly - grandparent time! After a long day of traveling, the little guy enjoyed unwinding in a warm bath with his favorite kitchen bath-friendly utensils.
Ian decided the mohawk was a good look for McCall.
Grandma made a friend of the local wildlife. This is the well fed fox coming down the three feet of snow off the back porch.
Thanks to Grandma and Grandpa, Jackie and I were able to get in three days of skiing at Brundage. The first two days were mostly sunny and great for groomed run skiing. The third day came off a night where they received six inches, so it was a great powder day in spite of the tired legs.
During the week we were there, McCall also hosted its annual Winter Carnival. We missed the parade, but enjoyed touring the snow sculptures scattered throughout the town. Ian was snug as a bug in his snow suit and ergo-carrier, so I think he had the most fun of all of us thanks to Jackie playing Sherpa.
Below is the view of Brundage Mountain taken from the McCall golf course near my parent's place. Jackie and I are expecting to win the lottery soon so we can retire to McCall.
On a day off from skiing while my Mom had to run back to Boise, my Dad, Jackie, Ian, and I enjoyed a stroll on snowshoes through Ponderosa State Park.
Ian again, snug as a bug. He couldn't resist it any longer, and eventually let the cadence of my walking and the warmth of his snow outfit lull him to sleep. What a great way to experience the great outdoors.
We made our way through the park and down the lake. In spite of an easy $20, Jackie declined my offer to take a polar bear dip in the cool comforts of Payette Lake.
Generally, this was how Ian spent his week: in grandma's loving care. Thank you both for having us and watching Ian!
Below is a photo I snapped of the trees from my parent's patio. It snowed nearly every night we were there and then was mostly sunny throughout the day. McCall in February tends to be the perfect home for winter activities.
After all of his travels, the little guy couldn't make it through his first dinner home. Now that's the sign of a great vacation!
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Post-Christmas Play Time
Ian enjoys taking his new wheels for a spin.
Yeah baby!!!
After climbing under the chair, he quickly discovered that he couldn't get out. Before the panic set in, he was able to ham it up for the camera.
Yeah baby!!!
After climbing under the chair, he quickly discovered that he couldn't get out. Before the panic set in, he was able to ham it up for the camera.
Friday, January 8, 2010
2 Teeth
After mom has been sure Ian has been teething for months...finally 2 teeth popped out right after Christmas. They are little but they are there on the bottom if you look close.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Happy Holidays!
Ian and I got a little relaxation in before our trip over to Sandpoint for the holidays. Below is the calm before the storm.
Did someone say "presents?"
Ian's cousin, Will, is wishing his dad a happy birthday on Christmas Eve in the below picture. Happy birthday Uncle Mike!
Ian and his cousin were too tuckered out after arriving to the lake late on Christmas Eve. As we set them near the fireplace while we unloaded the cars, it appeared they were waiting for Santa.
Ian enjoying the spoils of Christmas...
Given the family was all together and there had been some new additions (Ian and myself included) since the last family photos, we took another round to pick up the newbies.
Did someone say "presents?"
Ian's cousin, Will, is wishing his dad a happy birthday on Christmas Eve in the below picture. Happy birthday Uncle Mike!
Ian and his cousin were too tuckered out after arriving to the lake late on Christmas Eve. As we set them near the fireplace while we unloaded the cars, it appeared they were waiting for Santa.
Ian enjoying the spoils of Christmas...
Given the family was all together and there had been some new additions (Ian and myself included) since the last family photos, we took another round to pick up the newbies.
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