Some pics of E


What a tasty finger...

E always beams when he sees the "soft baby rabbit" in the book, though I didn't capture it here.

He also smiles and laughs at baby pictures (in a joyous, non-mocking way), whether they're his own or pictures of Liz's baby on Facebook. He has a new habit of yelling "Dada!" at men who look nothing like D (an Indian man in Massachusetts, a Mexican man at a sandwich shop). Fortunately, they were amused.

I changed my mind about Disney World. I'm not sure I'm up for a vacation with a baby. D was understanding.

Comments

Anonymous said…
I like that there's a possibility that E could laugh in a mocking way--take that, other babies! I saw a baby over the weekend who was quite drawn to one of the other men in the room because both his dad and this guy had on red shirts.
9:17 PM
Bearette said…
That's interesting because Mom has a theory that E likes red. Maybe all babies do...
9:28 PM
G said…
Funny you mention that about Disney World. Mark's whole family is going next week. We are not, as you well know, but I think I would wait till N is old enough to enjoy it...and till little brother is too. :) Maybe in a couple of years. But for this year, i think we'll rent a cottage in Maine!
1:00 PM
Beth said…
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1:16 PM
Anonymous said…
Curly hair! Lucky boy.

L loves other babies, too. And he adores looking at himself in the mirror, too, though I guess he doesn't yet realize it's his own reflection.
1:17 PM
Bearette said…
e loves mirrors, too!

his hair is just now starting to curl. it was straight for a while, which was genetically puzzling since mine is wavy and d's is curly....
1:24 PM
This suzy said…
His little curls are adorable!

So was D as understanding about his son calling other men "Dada" as he was about the vacation? lol
5:46 PM
judy in ky said…
E has the cutest smile. And I love the "tasty finger" picture. He shows a lot of personality.
9:36 AM
Anonymous said…
Bearette, your letter is R (I play fair--no Qs, Zs, or Xs).
2:50 PM
Bearette said…
R! Okay. I'll think about my answers.
8:07 PM
Caro said…
He's getting curls. So cute!
10:27 PM
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