Four Generations

Anthony Jack is lucky enough to be alive with 3 generations before him. My mom's dad is the only grandparent I had living in my life, and I often think of what the others were like. I like to think that some of my personality came from each of them, and I know from Grandpa Seibold that I have some of him in me. Anthony, Tony, Howard and Howard Sr. are in the picture below. I love to hear the stories of my Grandpa, and his experiences in Germany as a missionary during WWII and Tony's grandpa has awesome stories from that era as well. He was a child at the time, and living in Sacramento. Because his family is Japanese, they were moved to an interment camp, and lost everything they had, including a lot of land (they had a strawberrry farm) and all their personal belongings. It is really heartbreaking to hear what had to endure and what they lost, especially because our government never fully compensated those families for what they lost. Imagine what a big chunck of farm land in California would be worth today. They hardly got anything. Although a sad part of American History, it's fascinating to hear about it straight from the horses mouth so to speak.

Up, Up and Away.

Anthony has not only started to crawl, but he's learned the fine art of pulling him self up onto EVERYTHING. The coffee table, the couch, lovesac, dog, carseat, fireplace, wall, bookshelf, bathtub, cupboards, you get the drift. The Christmas presents are on that list as well.And the toy basket...Decisions, decisions..This one will do.

Rubber Duckie, you're the one!

This child LOVES to have a bath! He is so impatient to get in. I will lay him down on the rug to get him undressed and he pops right up and leans over the edge of the tub. It's great to watch, so cute, but a little difficult to undress and undiaper him.

When all is said and done, he doesn't love getting a diaper back on, or clothes for that matter. He tries to crawl away. Good thing he can't go very far when he's on the changing table. When Tony changes him, I often get called in to help...4 hands are always better than 2!

Coffee Table Jail

It's offiicial...He crawls! I find the coffee table photos particularly funny, because that was Scouts favorite napping spot when she was a puppy! He gets everywhere. The cutest thing is when Tony comes in the door, he'll drop what he's doing and b-line for Tony. He loves his daddy!

SNOW!

This happened about a week before Christmas. I ran a lunch time errand and right as I got back to work, there were a couple of little white flakes falling from the sky. GREAT! I thought we'd get a little flurry, of course it would never stick...it never does here. By the time I left work, there were a good 4-5 inches on the ground, and it was still coming down pretty heavily. WOO HOO! Scout of course loved it, and I was so happy for the change! Growing up in the snow, it didn't really seem like that big of a deal for me, but the entire rest of the day, the news was on with coverage of the snow... "Breaking News!" Yeah, I found that pretty amusing. It was the biggest snowfall in like 30 or something, not bad Mother Nature...not bad!

Happy Unbirthday! SIx months old!

Here's a picture of the six month birthday. He got his first tooth on that day and the second tooth the next day. He started fully crawling that week and shortly after started mostly sleeping through the night (he still has his moments)!