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Adam Is Coming To Town

We head northwest Wednesday, after an overnight stay at Seth and Deb's in Little Rock Tuesday night. We'll be in Washington for about 3 weeks, so there should be plenty of time for visiting. We're not looking forward to the cross-country flight with a very active toddler, but we are looking forward to getting there and seeing everyone.

I'll try to update this little ol' corner of the intertubes sometime before we leave, but I make no promises.

Where has the time gone?

by Jean

It's been a while since we posted - new job for Jean, relocation to Louisiana, house hunting trips, visits from Jean's mom and dad, wedding we attended, Halloween and Thanksgiving have all come and gone. Here are a few pics, all in the wrong order....
We crossed the Arkansas River and Adam still had get up and go. Jean did not.

Up on the "big bridge" as Adam calls it.

Adam loves "Odin Doggie" who we saw for Thanksgiving. Luckily Odin is very good with kids!

Washing hands in the "new house."

Adam helping to unpack boxes and paper!

Adam spent a lot of time staring at and talking about the "big truck" that delivered all our belongings. In fact, it has been a month, and he mentioned it again today!

What a busy bee - here we are attending a "Fall Festival" at a local church. Our next door neighbor invited us the first day we were in the house (Halloween!)!

Eating dinner on our camp table, with our camp chairs and plastic plates. No real belongings will arrive for another week, so it is packandplay, air mattress, and not much else!

Here is the new house - Adam and I stayed for the first week with only this much furniture!

Adam before the big move - pretty cool!

Raising the Boy Properly

Not sure how well the sound will come out on these, so crank it up to 11:

Because The Internet Was Running Low On Nudity

For as long as they've known each other, Big Mac (The Wee Dray) has been trying to get Adam to be her friend - or even to notice her - largely without success. Then she came over for a mini-pool date, and she had her man. For a while.

Oh well. Boys. Get used to it Kenzi...

Adam See, Adam Doo Doo

Adam hasn't shown a tremendous interest in potty-training. We've left his options open - he's got a couple of potties and we've talked to him about the whole "Wouldn't it be nice to be a Big Boy?" thing - but he's just not interested yet. You can't force these things. But we are ever vigilant that he will show any sign at all.

So far, the clearest signal we've seen is that he imitates the dog's... uh... evacuation technique. When he sees the dog doing her dirty, sinful business, he yells "Doggy!", does a half- or full-turn, then squats in the yard.
It's a start, I guess.

Stomp Flop The Yard

Gravity is a harsh mistress. - The Tick

You know, someone of Adam's size really should show gravity a little more respect:

How Did That Belly Get So Big?

It's a mystery.

If I Could Just Say A Few Words... I'd Be A Better Public Speaker