I found some old pictures I thought I'd share. They're in random order, and I have no idea when I took each of them. One thing I do know is this kid is cute!
Blake Likes Presents
Blake Considers Cal Poly For the Future
Morning Coffee With Dad
Blake Leaves His Footprints in Our New Walkway
Blake Goes Grocery Shopping
Blake Cuddles With His Dad
Blake Reads A Book
Blake Wears Big Kid Clothes
Blake After A Bath
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Momma Always Said...
...eat your veggies! Blake's been eating his for more than a month now. So far, he likes broccoli, squash, carrots, cauliflower, and peas. Impressive, eh?
I was reluctant to introduce fruit because, knowing how much sweeter it is, I feared he would love the taste so much that he would never want his veggies again.
Turns out I was wrong. Here he is trying a mushed up banana for the first time.
Now here he is with some mixed greens, still mushed up of course.
I guess Blake's going to continue to go bananas... over his veggies.
I was reluctant to introduce fruit because, knowing how much sweeter it is, I feared he would love the taste so much that he would never want his veggies again.
Turns out I was wrong. Here he is trying a mushed up banana for the first time.
Now here he is with some mixed greens, still mushed up of course.
I guess Blake's going to continue to go bananas... over his veggies.
Friday, September 10, 2010
The Land of the Quick 6
Happy half birthday,
Blake Thomas Becker!
Blake Thomas Becker!
The title of this blog is a reference to how quick life has passed us by since our son was born six months ago. (Plus, it's a bonus tribute to the official start of football season. Don't forget Blake already knows the sign for touchdown! http://tinyurl.com/2axau7j)
Here is the latest pictorial lineup, starting from today and looking backwards.
Six Months
Five Months
Four Months
Three Months
Two Months
One Month
One Day
Monday, September 6, 2010
Blake's Black Eye
I wish I could tell you some awesome story about a bar fight where Blake was protecting his fragile mom or something. But alas, that's not the case. As you know, it's the other way around. Blake is the fragile one, and I'm supposed to be protecting him. But as you can see in the pics below, I failed to do so this past weekend.
I sat Blake on the bed, and left the room for a mere moment. Of course, that's what you always hear. And as I quickly learned, it takes some babies only a few seconds to find their way off the bed and onto the floor. (To make matters worse, I think he his head on the bedside table on the way down.) Poor guy.
I frantically called the doctor's office and the amazing nurse Mary told me I didn't need to rush to the hospital as I had feared. Instead she proceeded to tell me about other moms who had dropped their babies on the concrete, and many more worse things than what happened to me (er, Blake). She gave me a list of a few scary things to watch out for, and thankfully none of those signs or symptoms ever materialized. In fact, within an hour after the fall, Blake was back to his old self, albeit a little swollen around the eye and forehead. So, he felt better. But I did not.
So we read the story about 8 silly monkeys jumping on the bed. You know the one. Eight silly monkeys jumping on the bed. One fell off and bumped his bed. Momma called the doctor, and the doctor said "No more monkeys jumping on the bed." Bad monkeys. Bad Mommy. :(
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Laughter Is The Best Medicine
Despite the teething troubles, Blake isn't fussy 100% of the time. In fact, sometimes he's the exact opposite. There's nothing like hearing a baby laugh, and Blake's Dad knows how to make him laugh best.
Just call him: Tickle Me, Blake.
Just call him: Tickle Me, Blake.
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