Phone Photos (Part 2)

A few more of my favourite phone photos from a couple of months ago:

The famous Glasses Photo

Asher seems to prefer sleeping with his head at a slightly alarming angle

I just had to put these trousers in the "too small" pile!

I took this one to show Ash when he's old enough to appreciate all the sweets I covered him with.
(They were for a youth weekend away)

Super Baby!
(He stopped doing this when he found out that he could actually control those hands)

So many evenings spent cuddling my baby to sleep :)

This was the only photo we got on 28th March... Not a good day!

First night in the cot (9th April)

But this is where he prefers to sleep. If only I could fit in the cot.

Phone Photos (Part 1)

I've just uploaded LOADS of photos from my phone. And look!

The first signs of Asher (July 31st)

You can see the evidence of packing (or unpacking?) in progress... was this just before we went to Soul Survivor?

Later...

Quite a lot bigger (20th December)

And even more massive (2nd January)

When Asher keeps me awake late into the night I think about being so horribly pregnant and am very glad that I now have a wonderful baby instead!

(I prefer the January-length hair, however).

But what's that? My next photo...

Baby!! (Middle of the night. That's why it's so dark.)

My boys in the hospital

They let us take him home!

This little chap was alert right from the beginning

But look how tiny he was!!

Showing off his little personality (27th January)

Oh... and here's our first ever family photo:

So close!

The second attempt was a little better:

31st January

I'm having fun looking at these old photos! A few more to share tomorrow.

Asher goes to Florida

Trying to induce a nap before going into ihop. (For Asher, not for Noah).

 24 hour breakfast restaurants are great in combination with a jet-lagged baby!

Cousins! On bicycles!

Asher's wheels for the trip...

Noah's new mode of transport...

...and a real life little red wagon!

Chilling at the lake

Baby gator! The lady in the powerboat was trying to scare him away from the swimming area but he came back every time she powered away. For some reason nobody was swimming...

Uncle Ian sharing his wisdom with Asher. (Or is it the other way around?)

Lionel came with us, of course. He made friends with some Dangling Dogs.

Asher *loved* not having to wear more than a vest. He seemed to be a bit more mobile with reduced clothing - maybe that's what helped him to roll over.

Getting ready for his first swim! (It was in a shaded swimming pool, at 5pm... but we didn't take any chances with the sun cream)

Dribbling on Nana

Cousins again! This time with (quite delicious) sno balls (slushy ice flavoured with syrup). Even nicer than it sounds due to the hot weather!

Hmm, what else can I chew on?

Enjoying his car seat mirror toy

OK, this isn't Asher... but it's about the most impressive fried onion I've ever set eyes on!

This is the face Asher makes every time he sees Horsie. He enjoyed lying on a spare seat on the plane, kicking his legs and grabbing his toes and playing with his toys. (The mini plane seat belt was to attach onto my seat belt during take off and landing - we were just using it here to make sure he didn't roll off the seat while he played).

Almost home. Sunrise from the plane.

Four Months!

Our baby is getting big!

At four months old...

Asher loves having his nappy changed, sneezing and being naked.

He dislikes traffic jams, other people's sneezes and being put to sleep.

His favourite book is still Go, Baby, Go.

His new favourite song is Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes.

He dribbles. A lot. And chews on everything. Still no sign of teeth though!

He's starting to feel really heavy!

Ash has discovered that he can squeal (very loudly) with delight and has started to giggle occasionally.

He usually wants to practise standing up. Failing that, he wants to sit up. He can do this on his own for a few seconds now.

Asher has rolled over! Twice, within a few minutes, and very deliberately. He started by grabbing his toes, causing him to roll onto his side, then he pushed and pushed until he flipped right onto his tummy. Having accomplished the feat, however, he doesn't seem inclined to attempt it again.

He has tasted lemon and loved it. Also loved apple and grape, but didn't like banana. (We're not really giving him proper food but he likes to lick our fingers when they've got fruit juice on them).

He really enjoyed his time in Florida. Photos of the trip will be in the next post!

Time Zone

It's 1:45 am. Asher has been asleep since 4pm yesterday (with feeding breaks of course). Turns out he does eventually fall asleep if he gets tired enough! I'm trying to convince him that it's time for more sleep, even though it's 6:45 in the morning in England and we're often up by then.

I don't mind too much because I went to bed shortly after 6 myself. But it would be nice if I don't have to do that every night of our visit!

Asher is really enjoying meeting his American relatives. Turns out Auntie Danielle is just as good at playing "whoosh" as Daddy. And she even changes his nappy *and* helps him put his toes in his mouth whilst she's at it.

Here's a blurry photo of Ash with his Nana on his first trip to Moe's (Mummy's favourite Mexican fast food restaurant) - we didn't get a photo at Taco Bell (Daddy's favourite Mexican fast food restaurant) but somehow I have a feeling we'll be going there again quite soon...

Kate's on a Plane!

Or rather, I will be in a few hours. More to the point, so will this little charmer. If the other passengers find him half as cute as I do, we might be ok.

(For ten hours. In a confined space. With a baby who gets grumpy when he needs a nap but refuses to go to sleep unless a pram or a rocking chair is involved.)

My aspiration for the flight is to remain as calm as possible. And to thank God for the chance to go and visit our far-away family. Regardless of how Asher feels about air travel.

I'll let you know how well Reality Kate lives up to Aspiration Kate's intentions!

Extreme Pramming

OK, maybe "extreme" is a bit of an exaggeration. But now that the weather is sufficiently un-freezing to make normal people want to come out of their houses, we've been able to take Asher for a couple of fun strolls. With the pram we have...

... climbed huge mountains!

... edged along terrifying precipices!

... tackled fearsomely steep cliffs!

... squeezed through impossibly tight spaces!

... and played football in ornamental gardens.

It was fun.

Also...

I climbed a tree! For the first time since Asher was born.

Hooray for being outside!

NB I'm wearing Noah's gloves in that photo... I don't actually have gorilla hands!