Friday, August 22, 2008

Tuckered out!




Aren't they always cute when they are sleeping? We wore Erik out that day and by dinner he decided he was going to pass out. :)
(Notice T-dog, Erik is finger feeding himself. Yeah- I know- he needs a fork and spoon. One thing at a time.)

Friday, August 15, 2008

For the love of dogs

My son loves dogs. Appropriately, "dog" was one of his first words. Achilles (Aunt Elizabeth's beautiful greyhound) graciously puts up with Erik throwing himself at him constantly. Even old Senor has come around. I am not quite sure Senor likes Erik to try to take a nap on him, and he will avoid Erik for the most part. But when the baby is sleeping, Senor will quietly protect him. If Erik only knew! :)


Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Poor baby Erik




My poor son is mistreated and abused. Whenever he doesn't get his way, he can turn on the tears and the bottom lip will come out. You would think that I beat him with a stick. I can't tell if he is more like TJ, or if he really does take after me.