Laughing Hysterically

This sort of laughter does not translate well into cell phone pictures.

Music and Movement

Attison and I signed up for a Music and Movement for Infants class through the local community college.  I misunderstood and thought it was at Pitt, 2 minutes away, but it isn't.  It is in the South Hills, about 20 minutes away (on a good commute).  We are still going to go though, although maybe not every week. 

The instructor, Christy, has a new toy for every song, which is kind of fun.  Except at the end of the song when you have to take the toy from 7-15 infants who have just figured out how to use the toy.  Why we can't use a giant clapper during "If you are happy and you know it" AND "Old MacDonald" is a little confusing to me, but whatever, here is your giant clapper back.

During "free time" this little girl chased Attison around.  She kept trying to kiss him and he would speed crawl away, then stop, turn and wait for her to catch up and skitter away again.

Attison and Josh

We spent a Wednesday two weeks ago with Josh and Jenny.  Josh enjoyed crawling onto and in the truck and Attison was pushing him around in it.  

Attison has a truck that is a different generation of this one at our house.  Later in the week, while playing with his own truck, he crawled up on top of it for the first time.  Josh must have taught him how to do it!

In the trunk and we're sorry.

Aunt Christine was kind enough to let us borrow her car under one condition: She would put all of the stuff in the trunk and we weren't supposed to look there. 

But when you have to change a diaper in a parking lot, you just use the trunk anyway. Attison had a bunch of fun with this snow and ice scraper.

And to thank Christine for letting us use her car, we left the dirty diaper in the trunk.
and posted pictures of her trunk on the internet
and stayed at her house for weeks after asking if we could stay for a few days...

but look how cute he is!  Who can stay mad at this guy?

We love Christine and Matt!

Poor Charlie

Attison plays with Charlie's cage, even when the poor guy is in it. 

Grandma's on the phone

But not really.  Just pretending.

Big butt nap time

Cloth diapers make your butt look big.  

The peekaboo book in the bottom corner is his favorite.  We read it every day, multiple times.  He makes noises with us when we read it, turns the pages and lifts the flaps (although he often just closes the book and opens it on random pages).