The Spoon

I largely liberated myself from having to be fed all of the time by my parents (and others) when I was about 8-months old (completely liberated by 12-months). The only time I can't necessarily feed myself is if their are utensils involved (spoons and/or forks in particular). As of late I have been wanting to have a spoon of my own whenever Mommy or Baba were feeding me oatmeal, applesauce or yogurt. The reason: to further liberate myself! Well, I am pleased to report that I am making considerable progress in maneuvering the spoon into whatever food I'm eating and then into my mouth. Please note that "considerable progress" does not discern that I have mastered the art of eating with a spoon - far from it in fact as you can see from the following video. Here's to practicing the art of eating with a spoon!

"C is for Cookie...

...that's good enough for me," once said a wise, furry, blue cookie-eating muppet. Yiayia and Papou visited last weekend and Yiayia brought homemade chocolate-chip cookies. I hadn't had chocolate-chip cookies yet, but let me tell ya', those cookies were DELICIOUS! Yiayia used to make chocolate-chip cookies (from scratch!) every week for Baba and Theo Strat. The every week thing might be a bit of a stretch, but Baba confirms that it was frequently when he was a kid. Well, add me to the Yiayia chocolate-chip cookie fan page 'cause I'm digging 'em (as evidenced by the photo). I was definitely enjoying dessert this week (the cookies are all gone - thanks to Mommy and Baba who also indulged a bit). Thanks Yiayia for exposing me to the decadent experience that is chocolate-chip cookies and milk!

It's been hot...

...so I'm pulling my hair back! Kind of a milestone in that I have hair that is long enough to actually tie back into a little, itty-bitty pony tail. Mommy thinks it's super cute, Baba thinks it emphasizes my cheeks. Either way, it gets the hair out of my eyes (sort of). Stay cool!

Summertime Fun!

Happy Independence Day everybody! We had a fun-filled long weekend celebrating the 4th of July holiday. Yesterday, we spent the afternoon at the Yonkers' (our neighbors) pool-side. It was loads of fun. Nice to have neighbors with a pool, especially on a 90-degree day. Two highlights worth noting - watermelon (which I absolutely LOVE) and a refreshing dip in the pool (which I slowly got acclimated to).

The thing with watermelon is that it's juicy AND sweet. What an amazing combination. I ate it off the rhine and it got all over me and everything around me.

The thing with a refreshing dip in the pool is, obviously, it's "refreshing" and I get used to the water temperature after about 30-seconds.
The 90-degree temperatures continue the rest of the week. Baba's got my ceiling fan AND the air condition pumping into my room (but I'll still kick my covers off!).

Stay cool!

Happy Father's Day, Baba!

"Everyday should be Father's Day," that's what Baba likes to say. Happy Father's day to Papou, Papa Eddie, and Great Grandpa Brooks too, and to all the dads out there that mean so much to us "kids." Maybe everyday should be Father's Day...Mommy doesn't think so (and my guess is most moms wouldn't agree with Baba's sentiment).

Saturday at the Beach!

After my most recent beach experience (in South Carolina a few weeks ago), Mommy, Baba and I thought it would be fun to find a beach that wouldn't require a plane ride. So, we went to Lake George (about an hour north of Albany). It was a beautiful day today - high 80s, no humidity. Mommy packed a picnic lunch, Baba packed the beach chairs in the car and we were off first thing this morning. Of note during lunch was the little chipmunk that managed to get into our picnic basket and, in turn, cause Mommy to scream when the little critter leaped out when she opened the picnic basket. Baba and I thought it was pretty funny. Mommy did too...eventually. Our day at the beach was great! I love the beach! After lunch we hit the road and headed to Sataroga Springs for a walk through town. Lots of hustle-bustle in Saratoga today and it's not even track season yet. After a stroll through Saratoga we headed home and I took a long, long nap...I was beat. Here's a video of me at the beach.

Spatial Reasoning

Well, you learn something new everyday. At least that's what my parents keep telling me. Tonight, I was having some serious issues getting my walker (or whatever you call that thing with wheels that I walk behind) through my barn door. I tried again and again to get that darn walker (or whatever it's called) through a wide open barn door. Nothing. I pulled, and I pulled, and I pulled. Suffice it to say, I couldn't get the walker where I wanted it...through the barn door. Baba said something about a square peg in a round whole. Jibberish. What does that mean? I was trying to get my walker through the barn door, Ba. Duh. Here's some video.