Monday, September 22, 2008

Pajama Jammy Jam!

Ain't no party like a baby-jammy party....



Peep them neck muscles!

The Worm

Billy Idol, anyone?

We celebrated September 16th--Mexico's 4th of July -- last week with a day off. No trips to see the grito this year. Instead we had a cook-out here at the pool with Mexican burgers (they had jalapeno peppers in them. Mexican macaroni has chipotles in it. Duh.)

We have also finished up watching The Wire and that was bittersweet. Did you know that not one of the actors on that show has ever won an Emmy (or even received a nomination)? And that Jeremy Piven has won one three years in a row for Entourage? Huh?


Believe it, bitch.

Some other newsy bits around here include us Morenos biting the bullet and deciding that Mama will not be returning to work anytime soon. Our nanny interviewing never really got off the ground as all of our candidates were teenagers with spotty references and not a lick of English. The timing just wasn't right and besides once we found out that Sasha's prospects in Poland are as close to a lock as we can get in this business, and that she's on track to return to Washington for training in May, we decided it was a sign that Ivan should get undivided parental attention for a little longer! ( And that Sasha should get undivided baby attention.) In the meantime Sasha is relishing her time with Ivan and mastering the art of crock pot cookery. Two words: short ribs.

We spent this past weekend doing our usual mix of errands.

Remember the hunt for Acapulco chairs?
Guess Acapulco was the wrong place to look for them...

Ivan has become a very enthusiastic market shopper and we take him along every Saturday morning to the produce market and bakery in our neighborhood.

Enthusiastically sleeping.

One exciting development is that we got the go-ahead from Sasha's baby mentor (Mrs. Shugarman!) to turn Ivan around in the carrier so now he faces out and greets the world. He seemed a little freaked out at first, but he's gotten the hang of it.

Sasha's lame attempt at impersonating Ivan's freaked out face.

Last bit of Ivan news is that he has gotten some help on his sitting technique which is super as Ivan has been desperately interested in sitting despite not being very good at it. Our neighbor's daughter is far too grown up (she's one) to share this interest and passed along this:

Wrong color.

Looks like a dentist's learning tool.

Upcoming: we take our first airplane ride with the young man in a couple of weeks. Our ports o'call will include Houston and Corpus Christi which suddenly sound like a shopping and eating paradise. Sasha is also betting they do blond better there and eagerly taking any referrals to hair salons. She is dreaming of highlights!

1 comment:

anne said...

super cute! we can't wait to squeeze you in austin, little guy!