Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Proper Frog Hunting Technique

First you spy the frog. You can watch him, attempt your hopping, and get the smallest bucket you can find (of course, this makes the hunt more challenging). Study the frogs every move, stepping gently and stealthily toward him. Scoop the frog with the teeny bucket. If the frog hops or swims away, repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Ask your Dada, the most magical frog hunter on the pond to get the frog by pointing, attempting to hop like a frog and saying DaDa.
Upon receipt of said frog in teeny tiny bucket, immediately practice catch and release technique. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.

Saturday, August 20, 2011


When Nolan isnt' standing on the couch shouting MaMa to the photos above it, he's chillin with Dad. Sort of. This guy hardly chills. Rarely leaning back on pillows. Although when he watches tv (yes, he watches a little TV and is OBSESSED with it) he sometimes leans back and puts his hands up near his shoulders. Very cute.
We are trying to limit his TV watching and also his YouTube obsession. It's a tad out of hand but he loves YouTube. Especially Itsy Bitsy Spider and the Gator Chomp, Florida Gators Bluesy tune. Google Gator Chomp Video and you'll be hooked too.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Inside Froggy

Froggy generally stays in my car but after getting a whiff of Froggy, I discovered he desperately needed a bath. Since then, Froggy has been going many more places, in the library, in the house etc. Today, Froggy got a lesson on letters. Nolan tucked him into the crook of his arm and played with this letter toy. It was cute to get a few photos of Nolan playing with a new toy and teaching Froggy. We've seen a little bit of imaginary play with him lately, feeding a stuffed dog some food and giving some kisses to stuffed friends.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Little Old Man

A few weeks ago Nolan started standing like this. What is really funny is, when I noticed his stance, I was standing a few feet behind him in the exact same stance, holding the same finger with the same hand. I'm not sure if this is learned or instinct but it's very strange. Sometimes at the park he'll wander around like this and he looks like a little old man just wandering around, killing time on a leisurely stroll. It's such an adult posture it just cracks me up every time I catch him like this. I catch him like this often, more than once a day.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Where's Nolan?

Where's Nolan? I'll give you a hint, he's got black and white shoes on! THERE HE IS!
And he's on the move again- faster every day!

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Happy Birthday, Daddy

Happy Birthday to the guy who always calms me, who gives the best snuggles and always knows how best to help me relax Happy Birthday to the guy who lets me play on my own but never lets me feel alone, to the guy who is willing to get dirty, sandy and grassy so I can play, who always has the energy to chase me around the house, skinny legs and all.
Happy Birthday to my Dad, the one who will help me be the best man I can be, who will support me, even when I am only in a diaper, and will continue to make me laugh hysterically.
Happy Birthday to the most wonderful husband and Dad. I hope your day is truly special. I love you.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011


Lately we've been wiping out the little kiddo. I try hard to keep to his routine because he's so much happier when he naps and well, so am I. So this is not really a great sight when he's out cold in the car but he is so darn cute! And even more rare is when we can transport him into the house and he remains zonked out. As I said, it doesn't happen often but when it does it's bitter sweet. I miss the days of him sleeping on me but LOVE the naps he takes.

Monday, August 8, 2011

Sweet Ear

We don't often have corn on the cob. We should because it's so delicious but we don't often. So when I was eating a cob and Nolan was laughing at me I thought he must want to give it a try. I gave him a Nolan-sized ear and he really loved it. He seemed to love picking the kernals off with his own teeth and having a whole cob to hold.
It was funny when he'd take a whole bite of it but mostly he nibbled it, kernal by kernal. So cute to watch!

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Snug as a Bug

Nolan really loves to read books. Most times when we get him from the crib he's already signing for a book (clapping), pointing to the books and saying BaBa. Now, don't be confused- clapping is also the sign for more, but clapping and pointing to books means books. Also, BaBa means: ball, book, bubbles, diaper, baseball, bib and I'm sure others I can't think of right now. But back to the books... If I notice that Nolan is not in the same room as me and quiet I tend to not trust him and I tiptoe around the house trying to find where he is. MOST of the time he is here or in this vicinity. And occassionally he's pulled the blanket off the back of the couch and bundled up in it.

I mean, isn't this kid just begging for a cup of tea and some fuzzy slippers to enjoy his fine reading materials? I'd pay money for a few hours in this position, uninterrupted. It's so precious that he seems to enjoy reading as much as Dave and I do.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Nolan's First Carousel Ride

On Tuesday we went to ride the Bushnell Park Carousel, the oldest wooden carousel in the country. It's a whopping dollar to ride and because of this low cost and strange ugly building built around it, I've never ventured in this way. It all just seems a little trashy, a carousel in the middle of a park in Hartford that can sometimes be frightening to walk through, at lunchtime? Yikes. But, I thought we'd try it. So we headed into downtown, to an area I used to work, and found great street parking, figured out the fancy meters and headed into the park. Nolan was first fascinated with the fountains, something we as grownups totally take for granted. He was mesmerized. After 10 minutes of delaying his fate, we headed into the carousel building. All I can say is wow. It's absolutely breathtaking. And for Nolan, a bit overwhelming.

Inside the building that contains the gorgeous carousel also has this amazing stained glass. The colors just popped from being in the dark room and it being so bright outside. I was mesmerized by that, but Nolan was ... stunned by the carousel. We sat and watched it for a bit while he was safely secured in his stroller, since I am slowly learning that he is not a daredevil. Then I unbuckled him from the stroller so he could walk around watching the carousel. He promptly climbed back into the stroller and attempted to buckle himself in. But after some coaxing and more walking around I bought our tickets and waited for the next ride.

As I was choking back tears because somehow this was so totally exciting and monumental to me, we boarded the carousel. At this point Nolan was holding onto my neck so tightly I took both hands off him and smiled with the attendant about how tightly he was holding on. I decided it'd be better to sit in a chariot versus on a horse, considering the death grip Nolan had on my neck. So we sat down, him on my lap, waited for the second bell to ring signalling the ride was about to begin and took Nolan's very first ride on the Bushnell Park Carousel. The ride wasn't very frightening at all. Nolan even let go of my neck and sat on my lap facing forward to briefly enjoy it. I don't think he wanted to do it again, I also didn't want to push it. He did great, that was enough, I loved every minute of it.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Front Row Viewing

Yesterday a fierce thunderstorm rolled through. Nolan was quite frightened by the thunder but totally captivated by the chain lightening (so was I). And he really enjoyed the cool raindrops and cool breeze.

So he set up a viewing station for the storm. This is adorable, by the way, he carried one chair to the front door. I carried the other.

He alternated from sitting watching the storm and jumping up running to me in fear of the thunder. I must confess, I loved it when it thundered, so many snuggles!

ps- sorry for the blurry photos. I worried my camera might be dying but turns out someone got his sticky fingers on the lens... I'll need to have a talk with Dave about that...

Monday, August 1, 2011

Big guy, little basket

A few weeks ago Nolan took all of his stuffed friends out of this basket and climbed in it. He sat in it for about 20 minutes, a personal best for being interested in one thing. Well, he sat still in it for a good 10 minutes and then spend the other 10 minutes climbing in and out of it. When he was a baby, we considered posing him in this basket, as his cousins all had done however we never did it. Turns out, there was still time. It was just hilarious to see him in it.

And now that he's big he can reach toys and play with them while in the basket. What a silly boy.