Monday, August 8, 2011

Proof that we still exist

I have been terribly remiss this summer with our camera: I have not been taking pictures. But, today, I realised that I had better snap a few before I look back and discover that no evidence exists of Isaac's 9th, 10th and 11th months (except on other people's cameras). So, here are a bunch of photos that I took this morning as he ambulated (a variety of crawling, aided-walking and scooting) throughout the house. As you can see, he is a character; and, being the fifth, he is absolutely spoiled rotten by his siblings (at least by the two oldest). Hannah is absolutely unable to let him cry without running to his aid - a fact of which he is well aware and makes use of quite admirably. Can you say little finger and wrapped around in the same sentence?
I am amazed that he will be one year old in three weeks. Wasn't I just yesterday awaiting his arrival?
See: a character. What is it about little baby teeth? They are so extremely cute - like little Chiclets. And why is blogger insisting on underlining these words??
That Monopoly property card is trash now. Certain items are expendable around these parts.
He is our first boy baby that has a decent one-year hairstyle. Both Ben and Joe had terrible hockey hair (i.e. a mullet) and Jacob's stood up on end. Hannah's, of course, styled itself in an attractive yet timeless duck tail.
Dave's dad thinks that he has the most character yet of all of the kids. If so, I am unsure what to expect of this little boy.
Maybe Grandpa Mike is right.


2 comments:

Julie Culshaw said...

He looks very different from the way he was, just a few weeks ago. I see more Joe in him now.

Unknown said...

I am grateful for the proof you still exist, since we stopped our swimming lessons. Gosh, do I miss people standing in front of me whilst trying to watch my children.