A sweet face greeting me after a nap.
Sitting still (and oh-so-serious) for his portrait.
This is Moses' "Old Soul" look.
Couldn't decide if I like this one...
...or this one better.
There was a bit of a learning curve when it came to learning about the natural fibres and different properties of each diaper but once I got the hang of it I really enjoyed it! Technically, I could have found "the" one type of diaper I liked the most and then bought a whole bunch of them. But, ladies, it's like shoes: why have just one pair? You know, you need the heels, the flats, the tennis shoes--something for each occasion. With these cloth diapers it's like that: you want something that works best for overnight, something for naps, something that's trim fitting for under jeans, something that dries in a flash, something that's super easy for outings and for babysitters...you get the picture.
Here Moses demonstrates that the velcro closure isn't maybe the best option for just sitting around in one's skivvies...but it sure is easy for Mom now that changing Moses' diaper is like trying to change a greased pig. Man, the kid is wiggly! Many of the other diapers have snaps to keep them closed.
The other thing that's great about some kinds of cloth diapers these days is that they will often last through more than one child. I tried to choose colours that I thought would work on both boy and girl Rioslings. This is one case where it's okay (and even cute) to let your underwear show!
Moses lounges in a pre-fold with a polka-dotted diaper cover to keep everything around him dry. I like to use the pre-folds in the morning when we work on going to the potty. But that's a conversation for another post... :)
Such as frog legs.
The odd toe or two.
Or the strings from a hoodie. Mmmmmm we like those strings.
Like many first-time-uptight moms, it's nothing but homemade and organic. It sounds hoity toity but it's really not--I just boil a few fruits, vegetables and grains and stockpile their purees in the freezer. Shoot, I wish cooking for myself were that easy. The best part for me has been trying grains I haven't tried before like millet (above), quinoa and kamut.
We started with brown rice.
And once we could handle rice,
we moved onto barley, sweet barley. And from Jeremy's previous post on Kermit and peas you know how well that seemed to go over. :)
Moses favourite part is dessert. Dessert is sucking voraciously on the wet washcloth we use to wash off the mess. I know, it's weird, but he fights for that washcloth grinning the whole time, much like a puppy to a shoe.
Dad also had the opportunity to speak twice about Juice Plus while he was here and he did a great job! Dad and Moses (his poster boy) are pictured at the Oakridge Public Library at his "gig."
Moses and Dad watched the Dallas Cowboys play courtesy of Dad's super-techy slingbox.
Moses' Grandpa Bruce is a Packers fan and believes exposing Moses to Cowboys games might be a form of child abuse.
This doesn't look abusive, does it? :) Grandpa Bruce, to us Texans, this is called 'culture'.
And besides, I don't know how much of the game either of them caught. ;)
Maybe it's their sweet little lips?
Or their resting eyelashes and jowly cheeks?
Or the way that they grab onto their carseats like they are the kings of it all?
From intent to content.
Such fun staying up late with Mom and Dad! So that's what they do after I go to bed!
It's not as bad as it looks! I had my hands full coming into the house one day and laid my drink (straw side facing out) at Moses' feet. When I returned I found this scene. I was suprised at his dexterity and grateful that he didn't figure out the finer points of using a straw to slurp my ginger ale.
A very strange, enchanted boy. They say he wandered very far, very far, over land and sea...
This is me focusing on the positive.
Moses and Dad lounging in the park at a friend's birthday party on a beautiful Sunday evening. Happy birthday, Keith! Thanks again for letting us share in your celebration!
Moses has a ninja reach when it comes to our drinks. What a moocher! And even though I'm sure Dad would be proud if he was born with a taste for the brew, no coffee for the little one yet.
In this stellar action shot you are privy to the moment when Moses got wise to the fact that he doesn't actually disappear under that cloth and that he could pull it off his face to prove it.
"See Dad! I'm still here! Don't you feel me wiggling?"
"This is my busy face," Moses says. And boy, is this kid busy. Moving all the time.
He even moves when he sits up. This is what happens we we've been sitting up for too long. We just tip right over. We're getting there, though!
And now we're moving on the photos from the lovely month of September! Hallelujah, Glory Be!
Hee Hee.
Oh yeah,
Uh. Uh. Uh. Yeeeeeeeeah. The Moses Squeal.
Wait for it...
Say what?!
Squeal!
