16 Months

Dear FIN,

Happy 16 months Mr. bucka bucka -

(For those that don't know, those are FINs favorite words up to this point in his life, but that is slowly changing. Listening to FIN walk/run around is like playing a game of Pac Man, except I'm the retarded ghost that just can't seem to catch Pac Man on level 1 of the game. It goes something like this "Bucka bucka bucka bucka bucka bucka weeeeeeeee", like Pac Man eating up the little dots, then getting the corner prize... yep thats what FIN sounds like running around.)

So I digress, of course you have other words in your arsenal that you use when you want to be cute, like:

"Hi",

"Baby",

"Coco" (general term for all dogs),

"No",

"E-I-E-I" (Singing Old McDonald)

"You"

"This"

"DaDa" (just to piss the Mama off),

and finally "Gampa" (Gamma D. says he uses it correctly, but he also says this when playing with the light socket - awesome)

This past weekend, you spent Thursday - Sunday w/ my parents (Gampa & Gamma) while your father and I went to Florida. No we didn't go to Disney, but you don't know what that is yet anyway. We basically pined for you all weekend. I don't know if it was the constant responsibility that we had a hard time pulling ourselves away from, or the cabin fever from days upon days of hanging out indoors while its 10 degrees outside that we missed more, but I guess in general, the overall cuteness factor of you is what we missed most. Your little pinky has to feel like weights that you are dragging around, because you've got quite a few people wrapped around them.

On a final note for this posting, you are quite the sharp little kid with electronics. I'm sure you out-wit the average RadioShack guy when it comes to gadgetry - leave you alone with your fathers Blackberry for 2 minutes, and you have some how figured out how to unlock the key pad and dial the Milwaukee emergency line... I'm not sure what you're trying to call them about, but kiddo , my cooking ain't THAT bad!

Here is a picture of you from this morning when you held still for about a nano second.

Love,

Your mama

Dancing boy

Most days, FIN wants to go in the basement and turn on cuban music and just let loose. Here is an example of what goes on in our house.

Guacamole

Video of FIN lovin' his guacamole. This makes me want to drink a margarita! (original video date 12/16/2008)

New Year's Day 2009

So, boy,

I thought it was time for your old man to write a little note about your progress. It is a short story, but, it unfortunately outlines my child-rearing skills up to this point.

I made everybody pancakes and bacon for breakfast - one of my favorite things to do on a lazy day off. We all ate ourselves silly, and I had to end up throwing away a couple of half-eaten pancakes.

We then proceeded to take our eyes off of you for a few minutes (as any parent knows, these are famous last words). At the end of that time, you approached us with evidence that you had opened the garbage can and proceeded to munch on one of those half-eaten pancakes. I can't argue with you, though. They were pretty tasty.

We love you, son.

Your Old Man