A One-Track Mind

Video of the Bub playing with some cat stickers sent by Aunt Carrie. He is almost never this focused when there's a camera within view and we have lots of video of him crying and reaching toward the camera. The sound he's making is a cat meow.

We travel to Wisconsin tomorrow for an extended family visit, so the next blog entries will feature a new cast.

Taking Out the At-Ta

Here's Mama's little helper going to take out the garbage. I set it by the door so we could take it out when we left. Sasha discovered it there and helpfully dragged it around the house.

The tragedy that morning could have been averted had anyone but Nerdy taken out the trash. Because after these photos were taken, she took the Bub and the trash to the basement to throw it out while I grabbed a few last-minute things for the stroller. When they were down there, the floor and her Dansko clogs conspired to trip her and break two bones in her foot! Now poor Nerdy's hobbling around in a cast and crutches for the next four weeks (at a minimum: the Jones Fracture is apparently difficult to heal).

For a couple of days, the Bub thought Mama was being funny and walked right behind her lifting his right leg up and out in imitation-- looking, as Lynn suggested, like a little Charlie Chaplin.