Yes, it is a little weird that one of Murrow’s favorite toys is a plastic snake.  But it really is a great toy.  We can hold onto the tail so it doesn’t land in a puddle when he throws it, he can easily shove it in his mouth, and just drapes over his shoulder when he’s not using it.… Continue reading Two-Headed Snake

Murrow had his 6 month check up the other day. As usual, they measured his head circumference, length and weight (he managed to not make a bowel movement on the scale). Turns out our boy is in the 50th percentile for all three categories. Too bad there’s no cute-o-meter. He’d be off the charts. Of… Continue reading Just Average

Murrow’s new favorite food is Winter Squash made by Earth’s Best. He LOVES it. Grabs at the spoon and everything. And the little jars are just so darned cute. I know, eventually we do want to start making up at least some of his food ourselves. But for now, why mess with a good thing?… Continue reading He Likes It!

So, that tooth that I found the other day? It just plum up and disappeared. Funny how that happens, huh?

B&A have produced the cutest little giant that we’ve ever seen.  He’s only a year or so older than Murrow, but I’m sure that he could bench press our little boy if given the chance.

Awhile back Kim and I decided that we’d go by Momma and Poppa for Murrow … but what would Murrow call my parents?  My mom decided they’ll be his Oma and Opa.  It is the German/Dutch name for a grandmother and grandfather, and even though we’re not either of those enthnicities, we’re game.  I’m not sure… Continue reading Oma, Opa, Uroma, and Uropa

Since Murrow doesn’t have any older brothers or sisters, he’ll have to learn the ways of the world from his cousins.  During this brief visit, Murrow had the chance to learn: The fun of playing with a pink fairy-mermaid named Elina. We all give thanks for the plentiful bounty of the Playstation. Grandma has a stash… Continue reading Meet the Cousins

It was the best of flights, it was the worst of flights. With all of our worrying, the flight to Denver for Thanksgiving went off beautifully.  We arrived at the airport extra early, to find the world’s shortest lines.  Even after putting 10 trays worth of gear through the x-ray machine, we were a couple… Continue reading A Tale of Two Babies

Two months ago, we were convinced that Murrow was teething.  He started drooling, chewing on fingers, and crying.  But by now we’re jaded and convinced that he will grow up toothless, gumming his mashed bananas. Today, Kim thinks she sees a little tooth bud trying to poke its way through Murrow’s gums.  I won’t be… Continue reading Is it a Tooth?

Based on a suggestion/recipe from one of our PEPS facilitators, I made up a batch of baby wipes this weekend. It was really easy and quick, although cutting up the paper towel roll proved a little challenging. For the oil, I used Burt’s Bees Apricot Baby Oil, and the result just smells oh-so-yummy. 1 baby… Continue reading We’re Not Hippies… Really