My Boy the World Traveler

It has been a silent, enjoyable and somewhat lonely few days since my wife and son left for Budapest four days ago.  While I have the dogs to keep me company and I have been able to knock off house chores left and right I am looking forward to seeing them again.  

Through the wonders the of the interwebz and the marvel of Facebook I am able to still talk with them. And today for fathers day's I got this picture of LilGuns in the Boston airport.  Wife tells me that he did the same thing at the change over in Paris and in the Budapest airport. Not even 2 and already a world traveler.

A First Ride

I took LG for a little ride around the driveway yesterday. He's all tucked into the front mount carrier and I'm/we're riding the yellow schwinn that I repaired last summer. It's a great bike for this kind of thing because of the upright riding position and the 'step through' frame. He loved it to. Quite as a mouse, just looking all around. When we got off, he wanted to play with the bike. I think he likes the semi-shiny chrome.

Incidentally the work I did on the 10$ bike were to: replace/upgrade the front and rear derailleur and the shifting levers to some old sun-tours I scavenged off of another bike. And I also replaced the tires and front wheel from yet another. It rides and shifts pretty well.
Ill sell it for $80, if you want it.

And remember the Trek Across Maine ride is coming up on Fathers Day Weekend. There is still time to donate.

Donate online HERE

Peanut Butter

I was fooling around with LilGuns and thought I had detected the sweet sweet aroma of a nice full diaper. I called in Wife for a poopypants ruling. I heard a shout from the bathroom.

Holding the boy now at arms length, I tracked down Mommy for the second opinion. Secretly hoping for an All Clear, but really knowing where the outcome would end, On the changing table.
Let me back this story up a little bit. L.G. is just over 6 months old now. Growing right along like a little beansprout. He's got some good hair coming in, sitting up playing, interacting, knows his name and recently two sharp little teeth (lower center) poked through.
Now that there are teeth we started to introduce foods. Some beats here...let him gnaw on Mommys apple there. The last couple of days he has been eating carrots like no ones business. Last night he sucked up about 3 ounces, give or take.
Jumping back to this morning, I pull off his pants and open up the diaper.

Oh! Hey! Who put peanut butter in here?

*w00t* *w00t* Yep. So, to be anti-climatic I wiped him up and re-dressed the boy for school.

Bring on the fudge brownies.

p.s. I hope this story makes my aunt gag a little bit