Thursday, July 26, 2007

Alright, Alright

I know, it's been a long time. I have a lot to catch up on! Stay tuned for the beach, teeth, and icecream....

We'll start with our visit to Yaya's house a few weeks ago. Our little man loved crawling around, exploring, playing with the oinking pig flashlight, and of course, visiting with his great-grandmother. We enjoyed the trip, too.

We took our first trip to the beach, but that will have to wait because I don't yet have the pictures on this computer...

Ah the Fourth of July. We have a tradition in my family to spend the morning and early afternoon at Winter Park's 4th celebration. It's the same every year: free hot dogs and watermelon, kids' games and crafts, clogging (and they always try to make every song patriotic when we all know they just clog to the same songs they always do), good patriotic music, and the "scary guy." More about him later.

So this year was Iain's first time partaking in the bounty of Winter Park, and I have to say, he loved it. Especially the music. Here he is listening and dancing along:
The Nelsons were there too, so that was fun (especially watching them do the twist!) and Iain liked playing with "cousins." Here he is with Micah:
With his other great-grandmother Nan (who enjoyed the music as much as Iain did!):

And some random ones of our American boy (gotta love a boy in overalls!):

Note: the one with the lemonade can shows how Iain thinks sodas should be drunk: by licking the condensation off the bottom. We haven't told him that there are tastier, though less healthy, things inside the can.
Second Note: the one with a certain Aunt Haylee is in response to that late-night email she sent me, requesting a blog done in her honour.

Now, the Scary Guy. This is the guy we love to hate. DJ PJ or something like that. He is there every year, and he does the same thing every year: he lip-synchs to 50's music while standing in an old car. He wears wigs when he sings the girls' parts, and uses puppets frequently. His "minions" are two late-teen-age girls who wear very un-50's-like attire (poodle skirts, yes, but tube tops?) who dance half-heartedly at the foot of the car. He does some kid-friendly songs, inviting the kids up to the front of the stage to do the hokey-pokey or play with bubbles and hula hoops, and he also does the classics: Wooly Bully, Chantilly Lace, etc. We really are entertained by him, and like to mock him mercilessly. :) Kelsey really likes him, though.

And now for a special treat, I'm going to attempt to upload the video clip I took on my camera of Iain dancing to the music. Hope it works!!

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And finally, some random photos: Iain snoozing, my boy on a swing at the park, an adorable one of Iain clapping happily with Grammy and Papa on a recent visit, and my two boys playing the drums (they both love it!),

Sunday, July 01, 2007

Funny Stories

Iain Learns About "No"
There is a shelf in our hallway that holds dvds, cds, and videos. Iain is not allowed to touch it, and he knows it. But the brightly-colored cases can sometimes be too much for him and he reaches slowly out to touch. One of us, watching the temptation call his name, will say firmly, "Iain, no. Don't touch that." Usually, that's all it takes. He smiles sunnily at us and goes about his business. Sometimes, however, he's not so obliging. He'll reach again, be reprimanded again, and whoever is doing the watching will start to go to him to give him the customary swat on the hand. When he hears the "no" again and knows what's coming, he shrieks with glee and takes off down the hall as fast as his hands and knees can carry him. Apparently, in Iain's mind, "no" means "run!"

Iain in the Laundry

Iain's "Growing" Vocabulary
He is a very vocal child. He says "da," "ma," "la," and "na." However, his favorite thing to say these days, and his response to every question he is asked, is "duh." We can use this to our advantage, making him seem brilliant, by only asking him things in which "duh" is the correct response. But more often, conversations go like this:

"Iain, see the duck? What is this? D-d-duck."
"That's right, it's a duck. Now how about this book. Can you say b-b-book?"
How about bug? B-b-bug?"

"Iain, would you like more Cheerios? Say m-m-more."

And so on. He does make us laugh, that boy!