Eli meets Santa

Good...

 Good...

 Sees the red and fur...

 Sees Santa's face...

 The lip is drawn...

 Santa lifts him up to let him know he is nice...

 Eli freaks out...

 Screaming good here...

All in all I say it was a successful meeting... :-)

Days 26-30

I blew it, I know. But 25 days was pretty good, right? We went out of town again and I didn't take my laptop and it just never happened. But here are 4 fun pictures of little E.

His Aunt Robyn got him a new Sabres jacket. Funny how Eric was already wearing his Sabres T that night.

 Chillin in the stroller at the airport. E supports breast cancer awareness.

 We had to wake him from his nap to go somewhere. He is totally zoning out.

 Laughing at Gunther (dog) in this great stroller.

 Great trip to NY. I'm always mad at myself for not taking more pictures!

Day 25

In your best baby voice say "How big is Eli?"

And he will reply with...

"SO BIG!" With his arms only of course.

Day 24

Tearing apart the paper on the exam table at the doctor's office...

 Eli LOVES being outside no matter the weather. Look how happy he is and it was very chilly.

Day 23

Bath time. Always a favorite.

Whats on the other side of the sink??

Day 22

So much to do... open all the drawers on Daddy's new organizer and eat all the puffs scattered on the floor. What an exciting afternoon for E.

Day 21

Day is done. E got to spend most of the day with his Aunt Lisa, Uncle Robert, cousin Tyler and cousin Chad. We dropped him off around lunchtime while Eric and I saw a movie, had lunch and went shopping. It was our first movie together since the arrival of E and it was oh so nice. He was one exhausted little guy by bedtime.
Asleep for the night...

Day 20

This cold weather ain't gonna stop us from going on walks; we just need to add layers...

Day 19

Its a little tricky getting this picture now. He doesn't lay still and wants to attack Mickey. So just one (half-decent) shot this month.

He grew 1.5 inches since his 6 month appt. Couldn't get an accurate weight since he was at the tail-end of his sickness. He is ever so close to crawling. He can scoot on his behind and backward on his stomach but has not figured out how to get moving forward. Close.

We took him out to lunch today and he had loads of fun with this straw. Its a paper straw so the texture was something new for him. Why use your hands when you don't need to?