Murrow’s figured out that if he raises his arms up and squeezes his shoulders together, it makes it very difficult for us to pick him up. It also makes it very easy to drop him if we’ve already lifted him off the ground. It hasn’t happened yet, but it’s just a matter of time. It… Continue reading Next Stop, Tantrum Town
Month: May 2007
Killer Blades of Grass
The other day, the three of us were hanging out at Liam’s house and decided to join him on the lawn. Big mistake. Murrow was TERRIFIED of it. Something about the grass on his bare feet and hands just made him screech and cling to us for dear life, all the while eyeing it with… Continue reading Killer Blades of Grass
His First Word – Kinda
Murrow has a new game, he gets a bit of food (preferably goldfish cracker crumbs) then puts his lips together and blows … covering Momma and Poppa with a gooey spray. The funny thing is that he seems to understand the word for “spit” now, blowing whatever he has in his mouth at us whenever… Continue reading His First Word – Kinda