Today, Murrow explored the deep, dark cave that suddenly popped up in our living room.

When Murrow crawls, there're two things he likes to do: Harass the cat. Destroy everything in his path. Kim has begun exploiting the second item, creating stacks of empty candy cartons for Murrow to crawl to and destroy.

In the past couple of weeks, Murrow's cold has sent us to the hospital a twice.  First, because he was running a high fever and then because he wouldn't eat.  Today was the third time going to the doctor for us (thankfully Children's hospital is just a little ways down the road).  This time because… Continue reading Ear Explosion!!!

The poor little guy’s been dealing with a pretty tough cold. He was coughing, sneezing, not breathing well and dealing with the runniest little nose we’d ever seen. And to top it all off, he had a fever that sometimes got so high he couldn’t do anything but wimper and pass out on our chests.… Continue reading Out and About Again… Finally

Kim and Murrow are both sick.  It is Murrow's first cold, and they got sick on the same day and they're going through the exact same symptoms. What's silly is that Murrow's nose bubbles (cute & gross) have reminded both of us that we used to call him Bubble Mouth … but neither of us… Continue reading Thought Bubbles

Ever since Murrow started getting up on all fours, Kim and I have been wondering when he'll crawl.  It's been a couple of weeks now that he's been scooting all over the place, mostly with an army crawl.  But we're now ready to declare him a crawler…he's not necessarily fast or coordinated.  But its good… Continue reading Making It Official

Now that Mo’s got teeth in on the bottom and top, he can do something we all take for granted… grind his teeth. Audibly. Poppa finds it to be a most disturbing development. I’m just wondering when we make that first dentist appointment. And whether I, too, have to go to a dentist at that… Continue reading The Daily Grind

I just thought I’d take a moment to post a few fun Murrow pics.

Forget the college fund… We need to start saving up for orthodontia. We’ve been so preoccupied with watching the little duder drag his cute little belly around the floor that we completely failed to notice that he’d been teething. Both of his top two teeth broke through today. I’d presciently made up a batch of… Continue reading More Teeths!

Give him one cereal O or one raisin, and he’ll go to town. But scatter a bunch in front of him and he flails wildly about. He’ll pick up one, then drop it on the way to the next one, only to drop that one while going for another. Poppa, nerd that he is, calls… Continue reading The Paradox of Choice