This is why Fisher is not ready for little toy cars or trucks...everything goes in his mouth. PINK.
He can multi-task. One in the mouth while the other is in his hand. There were some points in time that he had one in each hand and another in the mouth. PURPLE.
Flaunting what he's got while in his frog hat.
Grandma & Grandpa Church and Jedd came down from Cincinnati for the afternoon on Saturday to celebrate an early Christmas and birthday for Fisher since we are heading to Reno for our first Christmas since 2002.
When he is tired, Fisher will grab his little blanket, rub it up by his face and start sucking his thumb. Gee, we don't know anyone who had (has) a blue textured blanket that likes to rub it by his/her face and sucked their thumb (much longer than considered normal).
Fisher in his outfit that my manager bought him for his birthday. I love the hoodie!
Since our last post Fisher has learned how to read and has been catching up on the classics.
Fisher in my favorite outfit for the time being. He looks so cute walking around all wobbly in his overalls.
Supporting UNR with his socks.
This one reminds me a little of the blank stares you would see on Chula's face.
This is the boy's new favorite pose. He does this when he sees the Christmas tree. Normally he is looking up at the tree and not at us.
Today after church. It is cold enough for him to wear all of his fun little hats, which makes his Mom very happy.
Upper left hand corner: used diapers in the tree
We are pretty sure the neighbors have left the country...if they haven't left the country, they have definitely abandoned the apartment across from us. How can we tell? The scenery in the hall has not changed for at least 9 days now ...
Same exact view only with a few more "notices" to add to the whole motif. Even the rug is in the exact same position.
One of Fisher's favorite spots between the eilliptical and blinds.
He loves to wrap himself up in the blinds if we give him the chance. If you enlarge this picture his little fangs are sitting over his lips like a bulldog.
Chewing on THREE of his teething biscuits with the wrappers still on. He found them in his diaper bag while in the process of "escaping" in his towel after his bath.
Cute Fisher....
Definitely seen better days Fisher.... (Talk about a face only a mother can love.)
One of the few days he felt like attempting to drink out of his sippy cup instead of swatting it onto the floor or chucking it at his parents.
Marshmallow boy.
He was trying to get his hands on the camera when this was taken.
Fisher's first look at the Christmas tree. All three feet of it's glory!
"Hello" to the ornament. He is a little scared of the tree and doesn't want to touch it but he does giggle every time we move him in towards the ornaments.
This was the view we had when we came home from our Thanksgiving weekend. The garbage bag had fallen over and there was stuff everywhere. Fisher would have had a hay day had we let him pick up (and eat) all of the little pieces that were everywhere.
This is what it still looks like....This picture was taken on November 26 and it is now December 1st.
Todd posing with our friend, the eviction notice. :)
So all in all, a not so good day was sprinkled with a little ray of sunshine...or should we say a little piece of trash??
