Merry Christmas to All...

... and to all a good fright.

I'm sure most of you saw this, as I sent it as en email Xmas card. Tom and I obviously find Gary to be hilarious, and use him for all kinds of things.

My mother, however, does not. I'm sure she expected to have her morning warmed by a cute little picture of her grandson, but instead got the horror that is Gary.

Her resonse to this email was,

"YOU ARE AN IDIOT!"

I'm sure she meant this in the most affectionate possible manner.

Her response made me (and then Tom) laugh until I cried. My dad seemed to pass on to me an innate ability to torture and drive her crazy. And it is very innate, and I enjoy it very much.

Little Curry Xmas-- just us 3 in the morning

I spent a lot of time with Daddy today.

He is a better present opener than mommy.

And he played with me a lot with my new toys.

Ooh! It's soft!

We make a good team, Dad!

Christmas is fun.

A sled! Cool! What's snow again?

This was the extent of my helping.

Murrey and Bromo's presents.

Ooooooh... connect-ey

Old school toys are the best toys. These things rock.

Help! My foot is stuck in the bucket!!!

I love SOCK MONKEYS!

Is that a clobberin' stick?!? I LOVE those. Darn! It's a world map for learning with.

This ribbon stuff tastes good. We should have it more often.

Reid Family X-Mas Eve

Awww, group hug.

Erin and Finn and Mr. Rogers. I mean Jake.

She looks much more excited by him than he does by her.

I found grandpa's football. and I LIKE it!

Somebody show me how to use this thing!

What is all this stuff?

Is it for me?

What is all this crap doing in here? And why is there a tree growing out of the floor?

I'll have one of these and one of these thank you!

I am upsidedown!!!!

This spoon was clearly the highlight of Chris's Christmas. It is in many pictures.

Uncle Chris getting his 'Santa' on.

Now that's a nice ass if I've ever seen one!

Here is where Finn was helping to make the beer for Uncle Chris. He thought the tub, spoon, and thermometer were a riot.

He may look like Tom, but definitely has some Reid genes in him for showing interest in beer this early!!

Supper Time

I'm learning to eat new things...

And it's messy.

Food stories

Here I am hiding under Daddy's desk with my O's. This is where I go when I don't want to feed them to Murrey (which is not often).

As you can see I brought my best friend the garbage can with me.

I call him Can the Man.

Get out of here, Murrey, I'm telling a story!!

I bring him everywhere and I love him.

I can really trust him with my most important things.

And they are always there when I come back for them.

Adventures in Finnegan

Finn got this awesome skull and crossbones shirt from his Aunt Chez and Uncle Bill for his Birthday and he thinks it makes him such a bad ass! While wearing it he garnered a hanger as a weapon....

Went tub diving...

And used a tube as a sword.

I suppose the little devil on his shoes didn't help much either.

Pants Down and Skirts Abound

So, Finn has been behaving badly lately. He's been starting to have temper tantrums (which I am NOT ready for), but this is not the kind of behavior I mean.

Chuck told me the other day while I was at work that Finn kept pulling Sarah's pants down. I guess he likes older ladies. Though I'm surprised she didn't smack him upside the head with her purse.

Then, at the La Leche League Christmas party, I caught Finn pulling up the skirts of the girl babies to see what was underneath. Particularly, Michaela. Now, she has a nice bottom, and no one is arguing that point. That girl wears a diaper like it's a cloud, but still, at this young of an age this is not appropriate behavior.

Finn is also really into mimicry these days and seems to learn something new from watching us each day. He now sets his bottles on the table when he is done with them, and knows how to hold the gate open for the dogs, and how to climb through them, himself.

We're also having pretty consistent waving, but no 'hi' or 'bye' with them. Just a wave to a stranger who does it first. Never for mommy, though.

And he is also still picking things up from the triplets. He has started to sit in the corner and bang his head on the wall like Fudd and Ryan do, and is still really in to throwing EVERYTHING over the gates.

Well, that's a good enough update for now. I still have to post Christmas, Curry Christmas, and much more!!! Keep on coming back!


Here are pictures of the lovebirds checking out Michaela's first birthday gifts while I watched some sick triplets elsewhere.


'Other' Colleen said Finn got freaked out and got right off when he saw she was pushing him.


But they still make for good pictures.

She looks pretty angry in this pic, tho, and I think that may have been why he got off!

Who does he look like?

Now that he is one year old, I'd like to share with you a picture of my brother at the same age. It seems that Finn looks just like Tom, and even more like Sammy, but the lower half of his face looks so much like my brother, it's eerie. What do you think?

Cake or Meat? You decide...

Gimme some handfuls of that delicious cake!

But it's starting to look like ground beef and that is kind of gross.

Here is his first taste, and he tenatively licks his fingers to see what that icing is all about.

And then, as Beowulf took the monster Grendel's arm, Finn took the arm of his little blue monster as well.

And he ate the hell out of it.

And then he got a big sugar rush and started making crazy noises.

Mom, this is way better than that baby food stuff. Can we eat this more often?

And then he dug in with both hands until it looked like a sirloin monster.

The End.