Peace at last

There is a truce in the war between Daddy and Aizay. Aizay has been having some very rough days lately and so has Daddy. Let's just say someone doesn't know how to pick his battles. And someone else is a teething, frustrated toddler who is unable to speak. Today, however, Aizay is his fun-loving, carefree, easy-going self.

Christine

p.s. When I showed Aizay this picture, he slowly rotated his head sideways and he wanted to keep his head going until it was upside down.

weekend update

Here is the latest shot of the wound. That could end up as a sexy scar when he grows up...someone told me he's like Harry Potter now.

Even delicious yogurt couldn't keep him awake.

Godzilla was a wimp.

Engineering firms should employ 16-month-olds like Aizay to test their projects to destruction. Give a toddler a bridge, and it won't be long before he finds a weakness.

Mr. Heat Miser?

We've had a few inches of snow this week. Since Aizay doesn't remember the snow last year, I am calling this his first snow. He was a little cautious at first when I set him down in the back yard. But soon after this picture was taken, he was crawling through the snow on hands and knees and throwing snow in the air...

By the way, after seeing this picture, isn't the resemblance between these two uncanny?

Christine