So I gave up cursing for Lent. Not that I curse that much at all, but
occasionally there will be some
unforeseen misfortune that inadvertently causes a slip before I have a chance to catch it. Having impressionable baby ears close by has been a great motivator to let it go altogether. But I couldn't avoid the
homophonal pun after we got home on Thursday afternoon only seconds before a hail storm raged through. John Thomas and I just sat in the garage taking it all in.
Our ex-neighbors, Tommy and Stephanie, came in town for the weekend. It was awesome to spend some time catching up and we even got to go out on a couples date, sans baby. We ate more
Nama's sushi than I care to admit and got beat playing a few games of pool afterwards. Of course it's never easy to leave our sweet baby bear at home. We left the camera with the babysitter so that we might have some good blogging pictures. I think this one must have been taken shortly after we left. As you can tell, he wasn't a very happy camper to see us go.
I don't think he fretted too long, because he was pretty jovial in rest of the pictures.
Our absence didn't affect his appetite or his bedtime, because he ate great and slept all night long.
We aren't sure if he'll be walking by his first birthday, but this weekend he has put in numerous laps across the
living room behind his walker. The top picture was taken Saturday morning, and you can tell that he's flashing his fake smile while he focuses on the task at hand.
It's amazing that 24 hours later, he was much more comfortable. He hasn't figured out how to turn the lion around when he hits a
dead end, so maybe this week we'll teach him how to use the reverse.
I think Chester enjoyed having some company this weekend too. Between the
McCain's and the babysitter, he's gotten all sorts of extra attention. Chester deserves some extra love because is the unsung hero of the Kirkpatrick family. He lets John Thomas crawl all over him and poke on his face, licks up all the dropped (or tossed)baby grub, and never complains about any of it.
Our ex-neighbors, Tommy and Stephanie, came in town for the weekend. It was awesome to spend some time catching up and we even got to go out on a couples date, sans baby. We ate more Nama's sushi than I care to admit and got beat playing a few games of pool afterwards. Of course it's never easy to leave our sweet baby bear at home. We left the camera with the babysitter so that we might have some good blogging pictures. I think this one must have been taken shortly after we left. As you can tell, he wasn't a very happy camper to see us go. 
I don't think he fretted too long, because he was pretty jovial in rest of the pictures. 
Our absence didn't affect his appetite or his bedtime, because he ate great and slept all night long. 
We aren't sure if he'll be walking by his first birthday, but this weekend he has put in numerous laps across the living room behind his walker. The top picture was taken Saturday morning, and you can tell that he's flashing his fake smile while he focuses on the task at hand. 
It's amazing that 24 hours later, he was much more comfortable. He hasn't figured out how to turn the lion around when he hits a dead end, so maybe this week we'll teach him how to use the reverse. 
I think Chester enjoyed having some company this weekend too. Between the McCain's and the babysitter, he's gotten all sorts of extra attention. Chester deserves some extra love because is the unsung hero of the Kirkpatrick family. He lets John Thomas crawl all over him and poke on his face, licks up all the dropped (or tossed)baby grub, and never complains about any of it.
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