Watch Your Toes

Simon is teething, and if he can reach it, he's going to bite it. He was playing on the floor near the couch this morning, and I made the mistake of dangling a toe too close to his chompers. My toe must have looked mighty tasty, because he bit it HARD. I think my suprised yell of pain will discourage any further canabalism on his part. He reminds me of Sunny from Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events.



Christmas pictures are coming soon . . .

Playing With Mommy

Helpful Sister

Gilly has fun helping take care of Simon, and I think Simon likes it too.

A Look of Concern

Simon is thinking "this is not going to end well."

Sleepy Simon

Poor guy . . . so tired, but so hungry.

Still Surprised

Simon still looks surprised about something. Maybe someday he'll let us know what it is.

Christmas Tree

We got our tree a few days ago. It gets redecorated every day, since Gilly removes most of the low-hanging ornaments each morning to play with them. Don't worry, all ornaments that could be weaponized are up high, out of Gilly-range.

She is currently behind me as I type this, playing with two small wooden moose ornaments ("mommy moose" and "daddy moose"), and a large clay santa claus. Oh, and a duck. They appear to be going for a ride on a toboggan (also an ornament).

It's hard to see in the picture below (a little blurry), but she is holding one of the moose. The two moose are definitely her favorite . . . hmm, you'd never guess what her Pops' favorite photography subject is.