Where you come from

I found these old photos of Mike and I as kids while cleaning out my old laptop. I think Mike is wearing his dad's robe and using his cane in that shot. For the longest time I thought he was holding a rifle...but thank goodness I was wrong. The shot of me is probably the only time I've ever worn a bikini. I remember that bikini. I remember thinking it was a Wonder Woman costume.

I often wonder how Rowan got to be so darn cute but I guess his dad and I were pretty good looking kids too. Luckily Rowan seems to have inherited all of our best attributes.

I just hope he doesn't get my fair skin. Every childhood beach memory I have is paired with memories of being smothered in aloe or menthol shaving cream to take the sting of my third degree sunburn away. Blisters, peeling skin, not wanting to bend my legs because the backs of my knees were so burnt that every step was excruciating. I never want Rowan to endure any of that.

Help!

Rowan likes to play with my phone and since you need a password to unlock it I thought it was pretty safe to let him play with it. That was until my phone rang and it was the 911 operator asking if I needed assistance.

Apparently Rowan had called 911.

Jinkies! I guess that means no more fun with mom's phone.

Now stand!

A couple of weeks ago Mike put Rowan in his crib for a minute while he picked out some new clothes. When Mike turned around Rowan had pulled himself up and was standing!

These days only standing will do. Standing on the couch, standing in the pack-n-play, standing next to the baby gate, anywhere and everywhere. Sitting is for babies and Rowan's no baby.

Fwends

Ivy is the funniest thing in the world, if you ask Rowan. She seems pretty fond of him too. She's constantly smothering him with kisses and tolerates him hanging on to her as he learns to stand. We're glad that he's growing up with a giant dog and won't be scared of dogs when he gets older.

Here are some good shots of the two of them in love.

Food!

Rowan's moving on to solid foods now. He loves watermelon, cheerios, teething crackers, risotto, pizza crust, and carrots. This shot of him with the melon was the first time he got possessive about something. He threw a bit of a fit if you took the melon away.

The dog is pretty happy about the move to solid foods since she gets anything that falls on the floor. Rowan's even been known to slip her a cracker or two.

Welcome

Welcome to the new blog for Rowan! We'll try to keep this up to date with new photos and updates on what he's doing (right now he's trying to smash the computer).

He's still using his commando crawl to get around the house. He's seems more intent on learning how to walk at this point instead of learning how to crawl with his tummy off the ground.

Sitting is no longer an option. He wants to stand all of the time. That means a lot of little tumbles and baby tears. In the words of our 2.5 year old friend Bene "Being little is hard."