There’s nothing quite like an intestinal virus to make one appreciate the simple pleasures of rice cereal and applesauce.
In other news: Leif rolled over again today.
I know. We’ve been absent from the blogging world for so long that nobody checks our blog anymore. I don’t blame you. And to channel Puddleglum, I wouldn’t blame you if you just saw that this post was by me, not E, and just went on your merry way.
Since E is much better at words than I, I will try to present you with thousands of words, one photo at a time.
Christmas 2006 in Sacramento, California.
What Leif sees a lot:
This was taken via direct download from Leif’s brain. Note that Mommy is generally the center of his attention, although Daddy gets an honerable mention.
Leif’s cousin Jesse took some of his first steps:
Mommy loves Leif…
…and his naptime.
Super Aiden (Leif’s cousin):
Grandma and Glen enjoying Jesse’s walking:
Christmas dinner — Leif still in the “larva” stage:
The comfort of Mommy … and Mommy’s smile holding Leif:
The ancient tradition of McCunes singing around the piano:
Grandma sings Leif to sleep:
Me and my boy:
Leif gets sleepy:
Grandma time:
Aiden getting “gussied up” with the help of Kevin:
Aiden and Grandma:
Aiden, Jesse, Grandma, Leif and Neco:
Perhaps Leif’s first smile captured on … er … “film”? (”Canon DIGIC chip” or “Compact Flash” just don’t roll off the tongue like “film”…)
Me, Grandma, Leif and Mommy:
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