Sweep the Leg, Johnny!

The Millenium Falcon of the Two Year Old Set

Angus started speech therapy today and to break the ice between the therapist and the Angus, the Holy Grail of Toys was brought forth from the secret stash sent by Grandma Mary. Needless to say, the ice broke swifty, and the therapist succeeded in getting Angus to open up. Angus is crazy about his toy, just like we knew he would be. Thank God, too, since it was Ebayed all the way from the UK since our kid is prone to being gaga over hard-to-find or out of production toys. It would have really sucked if he was all shruggy shouldered and whatever about it. No chance.







Anyways, the child gushed on and on about all things Teletubby for the whole hour and a half the therapist was here, so she was able to do her thing and get a good assessment of what is going on. She gave us a bunch of great ideas for helping get Angus to where he needs to be with his speech and articulation and will be back again next week for round two. After she'd gone, he continued playing with the thing for 2 more hours in the same spot, completely enthralled by the Teletubby house. Later on, he tried to bring it to the dinner table. And into the bathtub. And into bed. This thing is serious business. He is heavy duty INTO it.

And with good comes good. Tonight, Angus looked out the window of the playroom and pointed to the sky and said, "Nighttime." And he said it prefectly. Nice new toy, nice new word. I ache with love for this kid.

Hands Off......My Banana

Anyone who knows us well, knows that we have a kid who can't stand food. Hates to look at it, to smell it, refuses it eat it, or taste it. He'd literally rather go hungry than eat anything other than a very few members of that food group called Tan and Bland. Oh, and it gets better! He also won't put it in his own mouth. So you have to force each bite in, begging him to do just one more and lacing what he will eat with supplements and vitamins so he won't whither and die.

You may be thinking of suggesting something to help us. Before you go off and say something along the lines of, "Oh, have you tried...." Yes. Yes, we have. Everything. A team of trained professionals is stumped. The kid has issues with food and a stubborn streak from here to the Left Coast and back. Bad combo. Yeah, he's a beautiful and fantastic little dude, but it is not all cute and silly around here. It gets ugly sometimes. Usually around dinnertimes.

But this week, Angus reached a major milestone. Actually, he hit a few of them. First, he picked up a banana and ate it. Here's the proof in this here picture. Then, he tried broccoli. Then, the next day he not only ate another banana all by himself, but also asked me for "More trees"---what we call broccoli.

Can a sister get a Hallelujah? Amen!

Deuce and His Bad Self

Noah loves the chubby, cuddly baby that is always staring back at him. Join the club, kid.

Mother's Day

Thank you, TB, for making this holiday apply to me.

Little Man

Hands down, the sweetest baby ever. Period.

Weekend Warrior

Living each day to it's fullest,
Angus

Ch Ch Ch Changes

One of our favorite people in the world came to Richmond to play a show with his band Apeshit! this weekend. We were able to steal him a way for a few hours and knock back a few tall cold ones, toss horseshoes and babies, and just catch up. It was just like old times, but different. Back in the day, we sat on park benches with beers together, but there sure as hell weren't little rugrats running around with us. In with the new....

New Life Abounds in Browntown

I miss the old Sesame Street

Tony and I got Angus the Old School Sesame Street DVD set for Christmas this year and it has been a huge hit. The special features contain some segments I remembered nearly word for word, and after seeing them again some nearly 30 years later I still enjoy watching them. Sesame Street used to be a place I'd wanted to live. Now it is so gentrified and cleaned up and crawling with a-hole characters like the neurotic Telly and bossy little tattletail Zoey that I barely want to visit. Except when Amy Sedaris stops by. But, back in the day, it ruled. The dvd's prove it. Angus' favorite characters are not the typical choices, and I love that about him. He digs the Count and stuffy old Bert the most. I found a really old Grover book at a thrift store this week, Grover and the Everything in the Whole Wide World Museum. Even the Sesame Street books from the 70s were oodles better than they are now. What gives, Children's Television Workshop? Have we stopped trying to make Pappa Henson proud?

Joyriding!

thanks chris

The Aristocats Theme Handjive

The Kid just keeps coming up with new ways to melt my heart.

Funhouse Lamp

Happy Birthday, Daddy!

My mom had some great paintings of me & my brother made for my dad's birthday present. They arrived a few days late, but turned out fantastic. Happy Birthday, Daddy!

The Alphabet Song...Angy style

a little jarbled, but very sweet

My Favorites

these are the most beautiful feet in the world

Doubling Down on the Brown at Bathtime

Noah got to take a bath in the big tub with Angus tonight. Noah is soothed by water so easily, so I knew he would dig it. He loved letting me float him around, and he was very interested in all the cool stuff Angus was doing with his bath toys. Floating babies..... every day I find another reason to love this life I have even more.

Zoorific!

The Browns went to the zoo yesterday. I was very surprised at how nice it was. I can't believe I have lived here for 14 years and had never visited before. Angus was really into the monkeys, who were really silly and playful, (which he calls oooh-aaahhhs) and the dirty old camels, who basically stare at you and act kind of creepy. Me...I'm partial to giraffes, who just move around in slow-motion and beg for food. They're kinda like Nipsey! I was amazed at how many of them there were. Next time we go, we have to ride the Skylift.

Bye Bye, Bottle!

What has two thumbs and loves milk? This guy!

And this guy....

But the big guy had to switch from this

to this for the new year.

Mission accomplished. Double oh seven is looking good so far. Now we just need to get this dude some teeth and voluntary muscle control and we're set.