Long time, no talk

Hello there. Remember me.

The past week has flown by. I would ask Big Poppy if he had time to fit in a post. He would laugh. Big Poppy would ask if I had time. I would laugh.

We were busy playing, working and preparing. We had weekend house guest. My Grandpa, favorite aunt and her family came up for a visit. There were rooms to clean. Laundry to do and food to prepare. All the rooms did not get clean but not to worry. We had a grand time. (A completely spotless house would be a sure sign I was avoiding something even less fun than picking up the office.)

Now I'm trying to catch up from the work I missed. Spend time with Big Poppy and Little Guy. I'll give some updates of the weekend a few times this week. But here are some pictures from the weekend.

Little Guy is quite a special boy. He loves being the center of attention.

Clapping is his new favorite item when he is sitting nicely - unless he is eating, then his favorite action is blowing bubbles, which can create a mess.

GrandC and Little Guy both busted out the ties this weekend. I'm not sure what got into GrandC. I can probably count on one hand how many times I've seen a tie on him. Little Guy on the other hand likes to be a dashing young man.

Jeter and FavoriteNiece were not to be out done by Little Guy. They are both ready to steal the show and look good, even when caught on camera without a smile.

Big Poppy's Barbershop

In case anyone was wondering, yes we planned on giving Little Guy a haircut, but not until hockey season is over. Although the NHL season is going on, we consider the hockey season over since our favorite college hockey team is officially done playing. :(

Thus, Little Guy can get his haircut. Unfortunately, I used poor judgement in when this should be done and how much should be cut. Let's just say there was no "Happy" in Happy Mom, when she got home from work to find Little Guy's ears were lowered.

I take full responsibility for butchering Little Guy's hair. I learned a valuable lesson in giving haircuts and that is, do not attempt without consulting your better half, and after seeing the results, I'm not so sure I should be the one doing the cutting in the future. Little Guy did manage a partial smile for me, but probably because he wasn't looking into a mirror.

Don't touch my food!

Happy Mom and I figured it was about time Little Guy try something new to eat, so I made him an avocado and cream cheese spread, at the recommendation of Happy Mom. If you're interested, the recipe is quick and easy.

Scrape the insides of a ripe avocado and mash with a fork in a bowl; add 1/3 cup of cream cheese and mix together; spread the mixture onto a slice of bread and enjoy! It is recommended to cut into pieces, after putting the spread on, if giving to a little one.

Little Guy accepted the challenge to feed himself. When I asked if he wanted my help, cause you know he's kinda missing his mouth, I got this look:

If you touch my food I'm gonna hurt you!

Okay, okay you do it yourself Little Guy:

Haha, I like how it feels on my skin. Who needs to pay for a facial when you can do it yourself? :)

                                                                      

Bad Hair Day

While some of might may classify this look as a "bad hair day," Little Guy would like you to know he thinks of it more as a "wild hair day." He likes the look so much that he just might start a new trend. Although, it wouldn't be that new. Shhhhh don't tell Little Guy. :)

I bring it up all the time to Happy Mom when we're watching a tv show and an actor has an unconventional hairdo. I say, "He looks like he just rolled out of bed, got dressed, and then off to the tv set. Must be rough." You'd think the least they could do is at least look presentable. Then again, some of us, aka Little Guy, can pull the look off, so why can't others.

I'm beginning to understand

A few months back my favorite aunt (pronounced ant in my world) told me I was going to have trouble as Little Guy got older. After looking at her quizically she further explained, with Little Guy's cute face, adorable smile and awesome personality, when he does get into trouble she thought I would have a tough time with the discipline. Of course I laughed at her and told her if she thought I was that much of a softy she should have a talk with a few of my staff or co-workers.

Well, it might be time to eat my words. On the rare moments Little Guy causes trouble, Big Poppy and I normally stop the behavior AFTER we laugh and find it endearing. During his six month ... oh my - I mean nine month, I'm losing it here ... I made mention of Piss and Vinegar. I rather enjoy seeing what those two characters can come up with, as long as it's safe.

So, I'm beginning to understand why my favorite aunt thinks I'm going to have trouble. She might be right. But really, how can you deny this little one anything?

Mean Mommy

Little Guy was recently introduced to these:

Click to link - no there is no money involved.

He is a big fan. There are lots "hmmm" and "yummm" and other sounds of happiness while Little Guy is enjoy some puffs. The other night Happy Mom went to put the food away. Little Guy started crying. He was very unhappy with Happy Mom's actions.

What does Happy Mom do when she realized what was causing Little Guy grief?

It became a game to her.

Show Little Guy the puffs, see a happy boy:

 

Take the puffs, see an unhappy boy and a giggling mommy.

Then repeat the above actions.

I love my wife but I need to put her in time-out. That's just mean to torture Little Guy and find it funny.

** Special Note by Happy Mom on Wednesday morning: The pictures taken above were done while I was out of the house. Who's the big meany now!?! **

Puppy Dog Tails

Little Guy has a new little boy to play in the dirt with this summer.

Mack and MackDaddy welcomed into the world early last night (4:59 pm), a little (and I mean little, 4 lbs, 9 oz, 18 1/2 inches) baby boy. I was thinking he would be called BabyMack but AuntStephie thought of and I likey alot, Mackadoddle.

I'm so stinking happy for them!