Christmas Morning

Here's a few cute ones from Christmas morning . . . probably more to follow . . .

Its always good....

When you can catch an active baby still and smiling for a shot....

'Course this happens just as often . . . haha

Carrots! Hooray, Carrots!

Ash is enjoying solids more now. Still not eating more than a few teaspoons at a sitting, but he's starting to think its fun (as you can see).


What's funny is that he much prefers to try to feed himself. With the little green utensil you see below, he can do a pretty good job by himself moving the food toward -- and sometimes even into -- his mouth.


Certainly not getting a huge amount of his nutrition from it yet, but it seems like he's having a good time learning....

6 Months Old

As of the 20th, Ash is officially 6 months old!



Happy half-birthday, kiddo!

O Christmas Tree

We went shopping for a tree a few weeks ago:


Dad with the final selection

Ash with the final selection.

[Note they tie it through the doors rather than through the windows. Guy told us if you tie it through the windows, then you can't then open the doors. Of course he's right. But, I wouldn't have thought of it. Clever. Or maybe not clever. Maybe they just tied some poor sap's doors shut a half hour before I got there and learned a lesson. Anyway, a tangent, a tangent.....]


Ash with the decorated version!

Very fun

Solids

We started trying some solid foods with Ash last week. He was eager to give it a go


And willing to try a bite or two


But didn't really think sweet potato was his favorite


So we tried prunes -- a little more positive response, but still not very interested

Overall, I thought this picture really captured his mood regarding solid foods.


Oh well, we'll keep trying.

Snow!

We got our first few inches of snow last week


Mommy bundled Asher up and got him outside for a few minutes.


Isn't the hat great?

Ash thought so for a while, but then . . .


The dog has limited patience for the snow too. . . .

The real story here, by the way, is mom's dexterity. Dad at work, Ash in one hand, camera in the other, Poobah down around the feet, and mom still managed clear photos. Even artistic. Remarkable!

And the aftermath........

Ivory Tickler

Notice . . .

Notice that he's awake. He's always awake. Sleep is for the weak. Or the bored. Something. Anyway, he gives mom a couple of hours at night. Consecutive is optional. A few naps during the day, no more than 45 minutes.

He's tired, we're tired, but he's not sleepy. Ugh.

Baby It's Cold!

Don't you love Ash's cold weather "bunting"? Its amazingly warm. I'm searching for a matching outfit in 6'3'' size, but am having difficulties....

The Chunk

Chunk deep in thought . . .

Chunk in observation . . .

Chunk in interest . . .

Chunk in motion (the usual state of the world) . . .

Happy Thanksgiving!

These are from Thanksgiving day, right before we headed over to Grandma & Grandpa F's house for dinner.

And no, those clothes aren't itchy. They look itchy, but they're soft. I checked.

New Trick -- Tripod

He's obviously not sitting up on his own yet, but he's figured out how to "tripod" and sit up by supporting himself on his arms . . .


He's been working on this for few weeks, and he's getting quite good at it.

He looks almost a bit smug at the new skill:


But, we still have to do it on something soft (here, our bed). Because when he crashes, it is quick and spectacular . . .

Always fun to see new things

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Sorry for the delay between posts -- Dad had a trial. Sorry sorry.

Charts? What Charts?

As of today, Asher is 4.5 months old, 29 inches long, and 21 pounds.

On the pictures below, Asher's weight and height are marked with the red "X"s. As you can see, that means he is officially off-the-charts big.

Boy + Dog

Ash and Poobah continue to feel out their new relationship. Ash now notices Poobah and is totally intrigued by him. If Poobah's carrying a toy around, that's hilarious. If Poobah shakes, amazing. Barking? Wow......

Poobah, on the other hand, has had maybe enough of the baby. He's not mad, really, just vaguely depressed. He's learning that when the baby whimpers in the middle of the night he gets attention. Poobah gets scolded. Its tough to be a dog.

Anyway, it'll be fun to see how it all plays out between them. Meanwhile, if we can just keep Poobah off Asher's blanket.........

Boy + Dad