Hay Hay Hay

While at the Grove today, there were hay bales all over the place. It looks like Trouble Gonzalez had loads of fun crawling around in the hay. As usual, guess who tried to put the hay in his mouth?

Pumpkin Patch Fun

Our Nicholas wasn't able to enjoy the pumpkin patch as much as his brother since he really can't stand by himself just yet, but it did provide a few good photo opportunities. I'm sure he'll see the picture of him and me (below) and wonder why the angry old man who only yells "No Bowl Cut!" when he's being naughty was holding him. It'll be proof that I did do other things than tell him no.

Sorry for the delay

It's been a long couple of weeks. Be on the look out for a trip to the pumpkin patch and Halloween.

Feliz Cumpleanos Mama

I Wonder What He Is Thinking

It looks to me like he's already mastered the teenage "don't bother me" look on his face.

He's So Darned Cute

This afternoon, the boys and Maureen went to lunch with Grammy at Marmelade Cafe. As usual, Nicholas didn't get to eat anything aside from his fun baby food. We're trying to fatten him up a bit. He was on the lean side at his last check up, so we want to put some meat on his bones.

The Real Little Ricky Ricardo

As you can clearly see, this boy has percussion in his soul. Look at the way he strikes the table to make a beat. It's either that or he's conducting the orchestra much like Desi Arnaz used to do on I Love Lucy.





If that weren't enough, we get a surprise cameo appearance by the singer in the house, the Famous Johnny D.

Speedy

This boy will not sit still. He's as bad as his brother. As soon as we put him down, he makes a beeline for another room.

Guess WHo Is Starting To Pull Himself Up Onto Things?

Last week, it looked like he was trying to climb onto the coffee table in my parents' living room. God help us all. It's bad enough we have Goodtime Johnny. Now, we have Chief Crawling Nick.

Flick Is Giving Us Some Problems

Little Flick won't sleep. He won't take his nap. He won't sleep through the night. Maureen is sure that a new tooth is coming in. Still, the Tylenol doesn't help. What to do with our Little Flick?

Also, I'm convinced he hates me. He cries like an onion when his mother leaves him alone with me. John didn't do that, so I'm a little sensitive about that these days.

He Needs A New Nickname

With his great hairdo, I ask you this: What should we call him? We can call him Ringo because he has a mop top. We can call him Moe because he has hair like Moe from the Three Stooges. Or, we can call him Spock since he has hair like Leonard Nimoy in Star Trek. If we keep it that way, we can just get some pointy ears and he can be Baby Spock for Halloween.

Couldn't Resist

Since they are so close in age, we couldn't resist getting them matching jammies. As you can see, Nicholas has the Little Brother jammies on.

Two Little Buddies

After the St. A's Ice Cream Social, we headed over to the Wiseman residence for a pizza party. Nicholas was in heaven because he was crawling all over the place. After about an hour, Jack woke up. When they saw each other, they were just giggling and touching each others hands. They said something to each other in gibberish and continued to giggle. I don't know what they were saying, but they sure had a good time talking.

His Crawling Is Improving

The other day, he just crawled up the step. When John tried that, he went @$$ over tea kettle (as Uncle Sean would say). I'm proud of our little crawler.