Sitting at the table
Extra messy after dinner tonight, Eleanor joins brother briefly for their first sibling bath
Sitting at the table
Extra messy after dinner tonight, Eleanor joins brother briefly for their first sibling bath
To get him out of Eleanor’s room in the morning, mom asked Des to help her with the car seat. She meant that he should open the cabinet, but he insisted on carrying it and putting it in himself. Big helper (or merely another opportunity to exclaim, “I did it!”)
At the downtown library for a friend’s opening. While it was first such experience, we also realized that he hadn’t’ yet been to the library. Another trip soon.
Photo by Matt Wettengel, a former student of dad’s and current OPL social media manager
Ella doing the R2D2 dance at the site of mom at daycare
Six months have flown by, with Elenor at 26″ (55%) and 17.5lb (76%)
Desmond learning the fun of dandelions after they’re no longer “flowers”
Trying out the sippy cup, Eleanor wasn’t immediately sold on the concept
Surprised to not be in sandbox, dad found Des hunched down behind the gazebo. What’s better than dirt and sticks?
When Eleanor gets tired of waiting to eat as the bottle warms at daycare. It does NOT go this way with dad and the nighttime bottle.
Because good lighting.
Sitting at the table! How is she old enough yet?!
Desmond’s family tree in his daycare classroom
Eleanor catnapping peacefully as Dad picks up from daycare
Easter egg dying techniques: kool-aid tip from ma, whisk handle from the interwebs. Who knew a dozen years later, those Wakarusa Festival cups would be egg-dying vessels?
Des scoping out the next color…
Eleanor supervising
After all the eggs are dyed, and keeping with this week’s scientific method curriculum, Des running experiments on combining colors. Or just playing with colored water, who knows
Surveying his results
With mutual interest, two pals fighting over sticks.
Washing up after a rousing verse of “Little Buddy Foo-foo”
Desmond demonstrating to Ms. Kristen his mastery of blowing bubbles
Des filling dad’s tires, listening to air fill the tires and learning not to bend the tire gauge