Cutest Baby EVER...the Proof

Was life ever fun before The Woog? I can't imagine it being so... This child is like a bad crack habit, minus the loose teeth and cardboard box abode- I just want more.

Today he was practicing his walking; he pushes a child's version of the old people walker (sans tennis balls). His is cooler though cuz it plays music and has a rear-view mirror that tells him, "Let's Go." Anyway, there he was peg-legging it up and down the playroom. Sometimes he'd let the walker get too far ahead of his feet in which case he'd lean at nearly a 45 degree angle (I was certain that he'd faceplant) and grunt. He never did eat it. But watching make this discovery was seriously the highlight of my day. If I hadn't of peed before watching him embark, certainly I would have- forcing Big Daddy to use the Spot Bot on Mommy's bladder remains.
Mmm...LOVE.

Striking a Pose

It's uncanny, to me anyway, how much she and Woog look alike. This tiny little Princess weighs in a 1.5lbs and is doing just fine. The Specialist warns, "although you may feel like crap, don't worry, she's not suffering-taking whatever she needs including bone, iron etc." The convo came up because my dizzy spells have worsened...anemia, apparently. So long as my beautiful little parasite grows and continues to kick (like a champ)...I'll deal with whatever.
She's gorgeous though, huh? :)

Woog's Playland

We haven't furnished it yet and there is still a bit of touch-up to do, but for the most part, we've completed yet another Gann Family project- The Tiny Prince's Playroom. It's not quite fit for a king, but then we think Royalty are snobs anyway. :)
Woog is so clever. He's already figured out that the smaller gate to the butler's pantry can be opened by pushing the blue button and pulling back on the handle. He can't do it, but he KNOWS how it works. SCARY.
Though he doesn't mind being in "jail," there are moments when he thinks it unfair. To protest he'll stand at the smaller gate with his tiny fists above his head and in a pose much like a caged gorilla shakes the bars and yells, "AHHHHHH." Other times Big Daddy will play music from the office across the way and Woog will hold on to the gate and shake his chubby little booty. His pelvic thrust is coming along quite well. I think he's destined to be a heartbreaker...that, or he'll be a shoe-in for the local zoo.

Bird Watching

Woog LOVES the outdoors. When he can't actually BE outside, he likes to look out of the windows. Like LuLu, I suspect he is plotting his escape (he eyes the front door suspiciously). On this particular morning, The Woogis was enjoying the view of a very blustery, redish-gray rainy day. Hello trees, hello rain, hello semi-truck-sized branches flying towards our bedroom window at high velocity... Oh, there goes Boz! Pond Beaver...what the heck?!
If you look closely, you'll notice 2 new teeth. Glad THAT is over.
Still...whiney, drooly, tired or cranky...The Woog is still the sweetest gift we've ever been given.
Oh, and he's learned how to climb stairs. Ugh.