Look what I can get into!

The beginning of November marked another new stage in Lane's development and the destruction of our world as we know it. Lane can crawl. Yes, HE CAN CRAWL. Which means he can get into all sorts of trouble now.

But wow, does he like being able to move. He is so happy to be on the floor and able to find whatever toys he wants. It hasn't been without bumps, bruises and pinched fingers and he has had to learn what the word "NO" means, but for the most part, he is a happy, content boy.

And dangit, the kid just keeps getting cuter!

Toys & Friends

So I'm a little behind on posting pictures of dude. All right, a lot behind. I have a list as long as my arm of excuses for not getting these pictures posted a month ago but I'm pretty sure you don't want to read the list. Let's just say that I'm having too much fun working and being a mom.

We have had an unseasonably warm fall. Like, we're still in that icky stage of temperatures where you don't want to wear a really warm coat but you still need a coat. You know, that one stage that I don't have a suitable coat for. All that to say, it's been nice outside and so we try to take advantage of it when we can. Which also means we've had a couple of occasions to try out our double stroller:


Lane and Rachel seemed to enjoy their ride in it on this particular day, although you sure couldn't tell from the looks on their faces here!

But really, they do like playing together:



As long as we can keep Lane from poking out Rachel's eyes. One day soon she'll be able to fight back and then life ought to be interesting.

Until then, Lane has to stay content with his basket of toys:

Which shouldn't be a problem.

Mommy, look at me!

This is one of Lane's new favorite toys:




Pulling the chain to turn the living room light on and off. He loves it. And his dad loves it because I am too short to play this game with Lane.

Happy .5 birthday!

On September 26, we had a party to celebrate Lane's six month birthday. Crazy, I know, but it was a fun excuse to have a cake, have friends over and play Killer Bunnies. In reality, Lane got the short end of the stick because not only could he not blow out his candles but he couldn't eat any of the cake either. Good thing he won't remember a thing...

Lane was fascinated with the candles, even if he didn't know what to do with them.


But really, he just loved the attention. Here he is smiling at Auntie Laura.

Cute Pics

It has happened. Lane was so tired at supper that he fell asleep while eating... or at least sucking... it is hard to tell but there is a frozen peach in his food holder. Not that he ate much of it this particular night...





Lane's puppy is one of his favorite people. He loves to pet her, grab her, scratch her, hug her, really he just loves her. We're not always certain that the love is reciprocated but for the most part she puts up with Lane.

This is Lane's friend Rachel. She is a little bit younger than Lane so she hasn't really got him figured out yet but this particular evening Lane just wanted to play with her. Well, sort of. He wanted to pat her and hit her and poke her eyes out. Hence, my hand in the picture. We're hoping that one day soon they will actually be able to play together.

And this is my big boy sitting in a big boy chair, chewing on my security fob for work. I think I was trying to work and so was just feeding him whatever I could find to keep him happy...

The last day at Grandma & Grandpa's house we discovered the rocking horse. How cool! Lane loved it - and we loved watching him play with it.

New Toy

There is a new toy in our house: the jolly jumper. Lane seems to enjoy it; check out the movie.

I apparently still need lessons on how to use my camera, my apologies if you end up with a crick in your neck.

My gardening dudes

Jamie loves gardening so it is no surprise that he likes to introduce Lane to the concept. Lane already loves being outside, loves it when we let him pull out the grass and so I guess it follows that he loves to bury his head in the garden...



Getting right in there... how are those beans doing, Lane?

Tell me he won't be a farmer!