Blue Steel

Our friend Linda's "blue steel" photo pose makes for an impressive track record of good pictures (plus, she's super cute).  I wasn't blessed with a photogenic face, so imagine my surprise when I found a blue steel of my own.  Of course, it can only be recreated in a reclining position, looking back over my shoulder, but I'll take what I can get!

Finger or thumb?

The desire to have it all begins so early.

What's Eleanor doing this week?

She's rolling over! And practicing this new skill every hour. All night.

Beaver

While I worked on quotes at the computer, Eleanor sneakily gnawed on this chair. It took a pool of slobber landing on my foot to realize what she was doing.

Potty training prizes

William gets a prize for using the toilet for his business instead of his diaper.  He loved this little mask, but in typical frazzled family style, we lost it within 24 hours of purchase.  Bummer.

Edit: The mask has been FOUND!  (in Mimi's purse, of course)

Model parenting

Someone shat herself while we were at MimiPapa's (William's term for his grandparents' house), and outgrew the backup outfit in the diaper bag. I blame her...obviously. She blames me...also obviously.

Potty training rewards

We're working on the potty training with Big Dub, and it is progressing slowly. He gets a different reward for going in the toilet at each of his frequently-visited houses (ours, Ba/Om Noi (?), Mimi/Papa (M&Ms)). At our house he gets a SURPRISE which he has come to expect every time he goes #2 in the pot. At first, I had actual surprises, and when I ran out, I made things up, but last night William declared a pair of Eleanor's 9-month pajamas to be his surprise for a successful toilet sit. There wasn't any space left for his double diaper once he squeezed himself into the outfit, so he couldn't sleep in it.