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The new vac

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DSC00020 Originally uploaded by Maynor . He's just turned it on. That's why he's so happy. Big brother's still a little nervious around vacs, but not B.

Trying to move the process along

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DSC00011 Originally uploaded by Maynor .

Waiting

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DSC00007 Originally uploaded by Maynor . Lots of smoke, no fire. We've since given up for now, and will wait for renewed interest.

More pics from the field

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100_0145 Originally uploaded by Blogmedic . Here's another plug for Andy G's pictures on flickr.com. He puts them up about once a week or so. Click on the pic above, and sign into flickr.com if necessary. Andy also keeps a blog at www.blogmedic.com.

Talking Talking Talking!

Last Thursday, B suddenly started saying Da-da. Since Thursday, he's started waving (and sometimes saying) bye-bye, and saying Maaaa (for his big brother), and uh-oh. All in three days! B had gotten a little low on the weight chart (he was sick, and then started crawling) so we’ve been feeding him calories galore for the past week—-maybe chubbiness is the key to verbal brilliance!! At this point (10-11 months) M was about to say his first words (yellow, banana, mama) and then forget them and all other words for another six months. Like his verbal groundhog had seen his shadow and disappeared. Come to think of it, M was the King of Chub, so that’s a dubious connection. Maybe the key to verbal brilliance is front teeth. B sure has those.

Upon losing a small privilege

(crossing his arms, pooching out his lip) My mad to you, daddy.

Songs of the Day

1. Amen, Aaaymen, AAAymen, ABCDE, ABCDA--men, Aaamen, ABCDE, ABCDAaaa--men 2. (upon bringing me a laundry basket like the one that he was wearing) Our have two baskets on our heads Our have two baskets on our heads Our have two baskets on our heads (repeat while marching around the house)

Toot toot!

Another hour on the potty last night, and nothing but toots. Then it was bedtime, and sometime during the night the dam burst. Thankfully, Tiger was there to help clean up the mess. "Greater love hath no tiger than this, that he lay down his fur for his friends." Tiger, a very good friend, is in the wash today. And I'm considering a slightly different strategy of potty training.

I know, I know

It's been a while, but I'm newly determined. There's lots to report, and here's a quick rundown. I'll go into more depth over the next few days. 1. B is crawling everywhere, and pulling himself up--mostly on the Fisher Price garage. Apparently he's been dying to play with the matchbox cars for months, and now that he can control his location, he goes straight to the cars and garage everytime. 2. B also had Fifth Disease a couple weeks ago--it's like a rash and a cold. I'ts one of those childhood viruses like the Chicken Pox. It's real name is ERYTHEMA INFECTIOSUM, but that's too hard to say. It's the fifth disease on the official list of six childhood viruses--thus the name. [UPDATE: The Doc now says she thinks it was a different, sort of similar, virus.] 3. M has decided he's ready for potty training--was it a week? two weeks ago? Anyway, it means sitting on the potty for long periods of time waiting for something to happen. So far, we&#