He needs boots.

'Cause boots are made for walkin'.

THE party

My friend Stacy took pictures at Beck's party, and I just got the CD so now I can post some pictures. Some = a million.

 

 

 

he didn't like the singing.

 

 

 

 

 

cake on his toe? he ate it.

 

 

the grandmas.

too overstimulated to swim, but after a bath he was ok.

Thanks to everyone that came!

Thirteen

Beck's pictures were a day late this month, and this shoot didn't capture any really cute ones. We couldn't figure out a new prop, so he's with the gorilla again. Maybe we'll take some in a chair tomorrow. I'm hoping that will make him sit. I guess we'll see.

One year checkup

Beck went to the doctor like three weeks ago, but I haven't put up his stats. Again, this doctor rounds to the percentiles, which kind of annoys me, but oh well.

Height: 30 1/4 inches: 55%
Weight: 22.1 pounds: 30%
Head: 48 1/2 cm: 90%

He also got shots at this appointment and didn't cry at all. He kinda made a whimper, and that was it.

Here he is sporting his band-aids. Sorry for the cell phone pic.

Just like Daddy. Then again, maybe not.

We put this cute little tool belt on Beck, but he gravitated toward the kitchen.

Do I see something better?

Culinary school?

Another Texas trip

My best friend from high school got married on August 21st (Beck's due date), so we headed down to the heat and humidity.

Now Beck is big enough to care about looking out the window:

Matt took Beck down the gigantic slip n slide at my mom's friends' house.

We went out to eat, and Beck got sung to even though he wasn't into it. Again. (He wasn't into it at his party either.) Don't mind my dad's fingers in the way. He didn't know what was going on at first.

Nice commentary on this next one, Ryan.

Do you like my cardigan?

he's not wearing it in this one, but he's just so cute.