Saturday, September 29, 2007

Here's GUS!




I'm really not sure I'm ready to share my blog with Gus, but my mom insisted on posting a whole bunch of boring photos of him so that our blog viewers could get a glimpse of his cute little dimpled chin (hello, I've got one, too!) and his potentially romanesque nose and his big crop of black hair (everyone told me bald is beautiful, but whatever). So, here he is...

It came out!!


Last Friday, when I was busy playing over at Annie's house with my cousin Ca-La and Liza and Uncle Tim, I received news that the baby came out! I could hardly believe my ears! His name is Angus and he's really here. He's a baby. And my mom isn't pregnant (now she's feeding him all the time, though, so she still can't pick me up very often). I love my baby brother, and I like to find lots of ways to touch him and make him move and wiggle and cry. I can't wait until he's old enough to play with me!!!

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Waiting


Mom keeps telling me that the baby is going to come out, but I don't know if I should believe her. She's been talking like this for months. Now, I know a lot about babies and pregnancy and stuff, but she's been pregnant as long as I can remember and things don't seem to be changing much. Anyway, I thought I'd humor her and take some pictures with her belly.

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Babies Again


Last week we had a really fun shower for my mom and the new baby at Annie's house. It was truly the first day of Fall, and there were pumpkins in the garden and a cider press in the back yard. I played with Claire and lots of other pint-sized kids, and then helped Claire revert back to babyhood by offering her one of the baby's new bottles.

Breen Visit


These are some of my Breen cousins: Grace and Kate. Grace is super fun to play with and she likes to paint nails as much as I do. Kate is pretty cool, too. She's good practice for my new baby brother or sister.

Friday, September 14, 2007

Fall Fun


Last week, my Aunt Annie came with us to press cider at Rocky Creek Farm. Dad and Annie collected apples from the neighborhood and we pressed five gallons of cider that are now frozen and probably won't see the light of day until we remember them in a trillion years. I have to keep reminding them that I absolutely require apple juice to subsist on planet earth. Sigh. Hey, when is mom going to have that baby?