Monday, January 26, 2009

Turning Point

Today Cory really took off with his walking. He's been doing very well, started well before his first birthday, but was shaky. Then this past week, he's been booking it with whomever will hold his hand - but if that person let go, he'd throw himself on the floor and scream into the carpet.

Well, no more of that! Today, he's found his legs! He even walked out of Iain's bedroom, down the hall, and into the living room where I was, with nary a totter. It was surreal to see him just stroll into the room, that's for sure.

He's just so darn cute! Can't I keep him just like he is?

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Cory's Birthday

Some more adorable pictures from the actual birthday... more coming soon from the party.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Cutest Thing Ever

Iain says about a song: I don't know the words of it. I just know the hums of it.

Monday, January 19, 2009

Kids Say

(slurpee on the way back from Yaya's house last week)

Iain, praying: Dear Jesus, thank You for Cory's nose. And for his mouth. In Jesus' name, amen.

Iain, telling the Christmas story, when asked what the wise men brought: Gold cents and myrrh.

Jeremy was telling Iain what dads do.
Jeremy: I'm taking care of you, because I'm a dad and that what dads do. And one day, you'll be a dad, and what will you do?
Iain: I will eat gumballs.

Iain, to me: Fabulous job vacuuming, Mama.

In the middle of a big group of people who were talking (and not to Iain) in our living room, Iain decided to get the attention back on himself by yelling: Holy moly!

Running around outside with Noah: I am a winner! I am a winner! (Is this some kind of self-talk that two-year-olds need to improve their self-image?)

Making a car drive up a wall, the narration went like this: You keep trying to go up the mountain, but you can't handle it! You can't handle it! But you keep trying and trying and... CRASH! (and the car, predictably, falls to the floor)

Unloading the dishwasher, another monologue: Here you go, Mama. Here you go. Now one of dese. Now dat one. Now here's a one. Now here's a bake-able one. Now I come to dis side. Here you go, Mama. Now I get dis bake-able one. Now dat one. Here you go, Mama.

I told Iain that he needed to give Cory the cars that belonged to him (to Cory, that is), if Cory wanted them. Iain found a better solution: Here, Cory, go in the New Room and find some-kin to do. Look at all dose toys in dere.

When Cory and Iain were arguing about a toy just now, I heard squealing (from Cory) and Iain yelling: Fight! Fight! Fight!

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Happy Birthday, Cory!

Aww, shucks!

Twelve months of Cory in honour of his special day:













January 15th - Cory's birthday!

Friday, January 09, 2009

I Tried!

Dear Grammy,

Mama wanted to take a picture of us in our new pajamas, just for you. But it was way more fun to wrestle.

Iain and Cory

Monday, January 05, 2009

Look Aunt Kelsey!

No hands!!

Friday, January 02, 2009

Christmas 08 - The S/L/B/B Family Edition

(Read: the last names of my side of the family - those who were present for Christmas, that is.)

Christmas Eve with my family is a big dinner, a name exchange, Christmas carols, the reading of the Christmas story. And this year: dancing, bouncing, hyper children (including but not limited to my oldest son) and an unfortunate incident involving pants that were too big for said son.

Photo Sharing - Video Sharing - Photo Printing

That part was not captured on film. At least, not on mine.

(note Cory's favorite way to use a pacifier - bottom lip over bottom of said pacifier)

Photo Sharing - Video Sharing - Photo Printing

(I'm bummed that the sound on these videos is so bad! On the first one, Iain and Luke are yelling about falling down. On the second, Cory bangs a horn on a chair - the percussion to our caroling - and the piano accompaniment is by Iain. My little musical family!)

Christmas Day involves a breakfast or brunch, stockings, presents, games, naps...

p.s. Many of the pictures on this post were taken by Kelsey. Thanks Kels!