Happy 3/4 birthday buddy boy!  Before I met your momma, I didn’t know a 3/4 birthday was a celebratory occasion, but now I know it is

We tried taking some sun flare shots tonight.  I definitely still need some practice, but we never throw away shots where G-man is looking at the camera and flashing his brilliant smile.

Why does daddy’s idea of bathtime center around activities not involving bathing?  Quite simply, it’s because one of the most important lessons a father must bestow upon his son is the art of the shampoo mohawk.

I first looked at this photo and couldn’t believe how old our boy looks.  Only 8 months old and already he’s growing up too fast.

We’ve had too many projects going on at home lately…trying to work on G’s toy chest, finishing up the rain barrel, adding features to our homemade DVR box, baby-proofing the house, selling my camera, cleaning the kegerator, fixing the squeaky dryer.   Sadly, blogging about our boy has fallen to the bottom of the list.  Hopefully that’ll change soon as we seem to have gotten on top of the todo list, at least for now.  There are still a lot of projects planned for this spring and summer, but for now I think we’re in pretty good shape.

Here are a couple of G-Man playing around in his crib.  I love the way his baby blue eyes are captured on film…er, I mean digital sensor array, I guess.

Who likes to eat those things anyway?

Hope everyone has a great Easter!

Our boy is very excited for opening day.  At least he seemed excited when we put his Brewers shirt on yesterday.  Unfortunately taking pictures of him has been relegated to lots of crawling around on the floor, trying to keep one step ahead of him.  It’s amazing how fast he’s gotten at crawling in the last week or so.  Turn your back for 10 seconds and he’s probably on his way to finding something to stand up on.  Anyway, we’re very excited that the Brewers season is underway today.  Daddy has been waiting to take him to his first game since he’s been born.

Unfortunately our buddy boy has come down with his first, official, full-blown cold.  He’s been coughing and congested for a few days now.  Momma says it sounds like he’s getting better today so hopefully he’s fully on his way to recovery.  He’s such a tough little guy.

Here are a few photos we took on Sunday, just as the cold and runny nose was in its infancy.

I’m sad I didn’t nail the focus on this next one.  But there’s no doubt our G is going to be breaking hearts by the time he’s in pre-school.

Too many projects going on at home…we’ve severely fallen behind on photos of our boy.  The forecast is calling for several inches of snow this weekend so we should be able to find time for a few clicks of the shutter.

But for now, in lieu of photos of our adorable boy (who’s started all-out crawling within the last few days), I’ll leave you with my favorite web-comics to tide you over.

What the Duck – It’s about a photographer who’s a duck.  Genius!  Published daily.

xkcd – Not at all photography related, but appealing to engineers, accountants, and geeks everywhere.  It’s tag line is pretty accurate “a webcomic of romance, sarcasm, math, and language”  Published on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays.  If you visit the site, make sure you point your mouse over the strip…the mouseover comments are usually just as funny as the comic.

Especially now that the weather’s getting nicer, it’s a nighly ritual in our household to take a post-dinner walk around the neighborhood.  Sometimes, when we’re in need of groceries, we’ll walk to the grocery store.  The store is less than a mile from our house, it gives us an opportunity to walk with a purpose in mind, it’s environmentally friendly, yada, yada.  Tonight we needed some more oatmeal for the G-man, so a walk to the store seemed in order.

As we were checking out with our baby oatmeal and applesauce, Erin’s interaction with the cashier went something like this:

Cashier:  “Hello”

Erin:  “Hi”

Cashier:  “Do you have a Pick n Save card”

Erin:  “Here you go”

Cashier:  “Dizwic?”

Erin:  “Huh?”

Cashier:  “Izzwic?”

Erin:  “What?”

Cashier:  “Doizzwic?”

Erin:  (ignored him)

At this point we finished checking out.

Cashier:  “There’s a WIC program that your baby food and applesauce falls under.  I was askin’ you if it was WIC.”

We proceeded to exit the store.

Ryan:  “I think he just asked us if we are homeless.”

It might be time to start dressing nicer and driving a car to the store.

I think our little G-man is within days of full-out crawling. Over the last week or so, his mobility has steadily been on the incline. He’s got the back, to tummy, to all fours or sitting upright down pat. So much so, and to the dismay of his sleep deprived parents, he likes to practice in his crib in the middle of the night. He just doesn’t have the coordination for combined hand and knee movement down yet. But he’s oh so close. It’s exciting that he’s almost to the point of full mobility, but worrisome at the same time. We have a lot of work to do to get the house ready for a baby on the move.

And of course, always with the drool.