Thursday, November 6, 2008

Day 6: recent Graham obsessions

  • "reading" books, by which I mean turning the pages as fast as he possibly can (so much so that Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See has been reduced to "brownbearredbirdyellowduck (gasp) greenfrogbluehorsepurplecat (gasp) whitedogblacksheepgoldfish (gasp) teacherchildren!"
  • dada. like ALL THE TIME. dada dada dada dada HI HEY dada dada dada. we don't think it's intentional quite yet, but oh man is it cute. especially when joe's face lights up like he has won the lottery or something.
  • walking while having his hands held. back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.
  • and as of today, changes inVOLUME. as in "hey hi dada dada DADA DADA DADAAAAA!"

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Day 5: Poop!

Poop! I forgot to take a picture of Graham today, as he was at daycare and then Joe is still not home from work (sad for everyone) and so it was the All Mommy Show this evening. Here - will this suffice?

Poop! Graham pooped in the tub for the second night in a row this evening. I need to put my foot down and say that the tub poop is the worst, most dangerous kind of poop.

Poop! Or rather, un-poop. The un-poop for today is that G's daycare lady said he had his Best Day Ever today...totally content and happy. Sigh. I love un-poop.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Day 4


We went to our polling place early so Graham could vote twice. I wasn't allowed in the booth with him, but I am pretty sure he voted for Senator Breastmilk, who ran on a pretty conservative "No daycare" platform.

Monday, November 3, 2008

Day 3

A little Election Eve dinner theatre with Daddy:


He just told the one about the moose, lipstick, and AK-47 walking into a bar.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Day 2

This look is what usually prompts his dad and I into nonsense talk of the lowest caliber: "Oh, doo-doo head! Who's our little doo-doo biscuit? Are you our Mr. Biscuit Head??" and so on. It's horribly pathetic.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

I couldn't resist a photo from today (Day one con't)


It's the little feet, they slay me.

Day One (a month in photos)

Over at my other blog, I made a commitment to myself and the internet that I am posting every day for a month as part of NaBloPoMo (say it out loud! it sounds funny on your tongue...so funny when it hits your tongue). Joe, immediately supportive and encouraging, looked at me askance and said "But what about Graham and Cheese??" Fah! So, I decided that I would, at a MINIMUM, post a Grahamcakes photo a day for the next month. Thus, installment #1.

This actually isn't from today, it's from Thursday. And I didn't cut it down at all. And I despise hearing my voice. But he's super cute and has discovered the Slinky I forgot we owned, so I think that all makes up for it. He also discovered his tongue recently, and it is always stuck out (as far as it can be, anyway, since his frenulum is a little short) so it makes him look a little...preoccupied.