Snowflakes that fall on your nose and eyelashes

What I wouldn't do for some snow right now. Every day on the news the weatherman talks about the number of consecutive days over 90 we have had. After thirty something (which was sometime last month) I started tuning him out.
Anyway, here's Jack's nose and eyelashes.

!!!!REMINDER!!!!

Head on over to our new blog-

http://web.mac.com/theaustinurbans

Once you're there, you can read about our day (click on "our day" at the top). Or, if you want to see this months photos, click on the "about us" tab to pull up this month's album.
Oh, and I set it up so that you can add comments- to the blog OR to the photos. So, go on folks, show me some love.

This little monkey

Jack likes buttons. Belly buttons, shirt buttons, buttons on the TV, the remote, anything. If it's something he can press- watch out.
So, bad news. Jack figured out that my camera has buttons. Well, that's not allllll bad news, but it means that by the time I plop him on one side of the room and then zip to the other to get that great shot, he's already right behind me. Rather, he's right in front of me- on my lap, trying to get to the buttons.
So, here's the best I've got, folks. And, for what it's worth, I still think he's the cutest thing ever- even in extreme close up.

Fingerpainting for Daddy

And as a bonus: Three new things about Jack (that you may or may not want to know)

1. He loves trash cans. Loves them. If we come to your house, hide it. When we went to his 1 year appt., I had my back turned to fill out some forms. I heard him behind me and when I turned around to see what he was up to, I found that he had pushed a stool up again the trash can and climbed up so that he could reach in.

2. Speaking of pushing stools around...Jack will use anything he can as a step stool. Yesterday, I was checking my email with Jack in the same room. I heard him banging on something. I looked over and he was standing up on the coffee table. Standing.on.the.coffee.table. Apparently, he had pushed the (full) laundry basket over to the table and used it to climb up there.
   

3. He has two new games. The first is throwing things down the stairs. If it’ll fit through the baby gate rails, you can put money on it flying down the stairs. My favorite was this morning when he threw a box of screws. It was fun to pick up. The other game is affectionately called “Stick my hand in the toilet before Mommy can flush it.” I won’t go into detail about that one, but I will say that he is allowing it to morph into a game called, “What can I throw into the toilet before Mommy has flushed?

BIG NEWS!!! BIG NEWS!!!

In a couple of weeks, we'll be ending this blog (boooooo). No wait, this is good news. We're moving to a new site.
It's a work in progress and in the meantime I'll be trying to maintain both. But, if you have us bookmarked (all three of you...) you should change it now. Everything that is on this site (as of today) will be on the new site, so you're not missing a thing if you never come here again.

http://web.mac.com/theaustinurbans

Leaf. It's what's for dinner.

Still cute. Still thinking that leaves are delish.

Happy Father's Day!!

To all the fathers...we hope you had a wonderful day!
Love,
Jack and his Daddy

More walkin' (it never gets old)

Jack took the bull by the horns today. He was walking all over the place! He's still a bit shaky but he has gotten to the point where he can start, stop and start again (rather than start, crash, start, crash).
We took him outside while dinner was cooking to record his walking for posterity.

Here he is getting ready. Walking takes determination and focus. Focus.



He's ready to go, as always, just waiting for the cue (he really doesn't turn on the charm until he knows the camera is on him).



Annndddd.....he's off (with grass in hand)!

Walking and Stair climbing

Confession: If I were more tech-savvy, we would have more tape of Jack walking. Instead (because I started recording when I thought I had stopped recording), we have about 5 minutes of my foot with me, Jon and Jack all laughing in the background. And, while that, I'm sure is entertaining for some, it ended up on the cutting room floor.
Without further delay...here's Jack walking. No need to cover your eyes or gasp...he is unharmed in this clip.

We're ready!

Jack got an email from his Papa yesterday, letting Jack know how excited he was to see him in a month for our annual mountain trip!
Well, we're ready (or close to it). Here's Jack in his costume- of course blurred b/c we don't want to ruin the surprise. PLEASE, if you know what it is, DO NOT post it in the comments.
Austin nesties- 100% credit goes to MrsRosie.

Johnny Walker, Texas Ranger

Jack's loves walking around the kitchen these days.

Our German son was not raised on a farm...

Updates: We think Jack speaks German. We don't know how it happened. The kid can't say "mama" to save his life, but "Ich trinke mein Bier, indem ich lederhosen halte," (I drink my beer while wearing lederhosen) just rolls off his tongue. At least, that what we think he's saying. He also loves to shut doors. Whenever he enters a room, the first thing he does is shut the door behind him. He could play with doors for days! When he crawls up the stairs, he zips around the corner so that he can shut the gate before daddy gets through- what a trickster. When I'm in the bathroom, he'll wait just outside the door (the tapping isn't distracting AT ALL) so that he can shut the door when I'm finished.
Finally, Jack's taking steps! He made it to the double digits yesterday- twelve (consecutive) steps. Mind you, they were about 2 cm each, but it still counts! We're trying to get it on tape, but Jack loooves the video camera and if he's trying to get somewhere fast, he's all about the crawl. So, I have about 30 minutes of crawling video now.
I haven't taken any pictures of Jack, but I found this one while cleaning out computer space and it made me giggle. Look at that chub.

There's no title.

I made the mistake of taking a nap today. I never really woke up, so I can't think of anything for this title. So, there ya go.