Every day my son takes off his socks. No matter how cold it is, he takes them off. He's a barefoot hippie kind of kid, I guess. Yesterday, he made his dad put two pairs of socks on him and he left them on all day. Isn't that strange? I thought so, too.
Finn is really into acrobatics. He can almost do the balance beam with no help, and spends a lot of his day doing sommersaults and flips and sits upside down on the furniture a lot. He's also getting very independent and like to do thing by himself, try his hand at everything, and turn the lights on and off all day long (called 'making the light dark').
We're making some moderate success with potty training, though he responds to daddy much better than mommy. I hope in a few more weeks we'll be all done.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Socks and underpants
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Our private Christmas morning
A Visit From Santa
This was the eve of Christmas Eve, about 5 minutes before I ran out to a birth. Santa was AMAZING, and so very jolly, but Finn was less than impressed. We had no tears, but he was very nervous, and distrustful, even after he got presents. After he left, however, Finn talked nonstop about how Santa came to his house, and was going to go down his chimney, and was overall very thrilled by the experience!
SPECIAL THANKS to our friend SANTA who drove out on horrible roads from Chicago in a snowstorm to do this for us! We love you!
SPECIAL THANKS to our friend SANTA who drove out on horrible roads from Chicago in a snowstorm to do this for us! We love you!
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