Desmond and dad testing the sprinklers. Dad via the control panel, Des hands-on.
Elenor gearing up for joining meals, practicing with a bit of spoon chewing
Des making faces, because, toddler.
Tag Archives: Eleanor
April 9th, 2017
Toe check. Oh good, still there.
On the Sunday morning walk with Ma and mom, Des had the playground all to himself.
Des helping dad till the garden by hand, practicing the two new garden rules: don’t play with the sprinklers, and dirt stays in the beds. Guessing there’ll be a slight learning curve…
A new generation of auto mechanic is born.
While the spark plug change was a bust (ugh, seriously, new cars), Desmond successfully changed his first set of license plates. Each turn back on the socket wrench, he’d say, “ratchet ratchet ratchet”
Not pictured: After dad once said, “be right back, need to get a new tool from the garage,” a bit later Des hopped down from his stool and headed to the garage, though briefly looking back and saying, “be right back, new tool.” He eventually returned with the spray bottle used for fish oil in the garden. This remained his companion tool for the remainder of the job, though fortunately, unused.
April 8th, 2017
Started the nice weekend weather at the zoo, but decided to focus on a few areas not recently visited. Adventures in the Bell 47 helicopter and safari truck.
The vintage Land Rover in the foreground is real, as are the lions in the background.
Toddler happiness: eating french fries in the jungle and watching the monkeys.
“I want to be your personal (photo op) penguin”
Eleanor’s first trip to the aquarium where she was alert and tracking all the fishies.
Traditional jellyfish and tropical fish stops, now with more children
Sister loves her birdie
It was warm enough that Des could wear his short-sleeve, rocket pajama top. Apparently since the first appearance required a photo, each subsequent wearing starts with scurrying back to his dresser and requesting, “take picture!”
April 7th, 2017
Sitting up on her own!
Last fish fry of the season, with friends at St. Bernard. Didn’t make it to Holy Name this year, but on the positive, didn’t have to quarantine everyone’s clothing afterwards.
Parental guilt, as photographed: bringing the veggie pouch to the fish fry
April 4th, 2017
She started in the middle of the rug and worked her self all the way backward as dad picked her up. Ok, just need to figure out the “D” gear 😉
April 2nd, 2017
Adventures in pop rocks
Eleanor laughing with grandma, wearing dad’s baby pajama’s (like her brother before her)
Ella batting her eyelashes at mom
Getting closer to crawling position, bum up!
March 29th, 2017
If a joke works…
March 26th, 2017
Sunday was a slow day with Des not feeling well. Time for his hooded sweatshirt and some chill-out time with Max
Even with the cold rain and the day’s down tempo, Ella’s smiling
