Pix catchup!

I fell behind a bit, so here's some of my favourite scenes from the last week.

First off, the littlest Barraband was slipping behind his/her much bigger siblings, so we decided to intervene and assist the little one's dietary intake. S/he's now on two pureed vegetable, ground cooked rice meals a day, plus a bit of lorikeet wetmix added in for extra flavour.

(Okay you caught me.. the vegetables are actually baby food, namely the Kumara, Carrot & Potato mix that Braeden absolutely detests. Well SOMEONE had to eat it!)

He's had three warm dinners now, and seems to be more than holding his own.

OMG It's Osama Bin Braeden!

Nah.. just kidlet wrapped up apres bath and just before his nightly baby oil massage. Does he look smug, or what!

Here's a father son profile that I never get tired of looking at. (Yeah.. if anyone wants to know what Braeden inherited from his old man, the answer is simple.. TV addiction. I reckon his first word won't be Mumma or Dadda, oh no. It'll be "Telly!" Well why not.. rumour has it that was his father's!)

And here's a beaut of Braeden & #1 Grandma. There's an even better one but it's slightly out of focus (damn), and one where Mum is grinning beautifully at the camera, Braeden is throwing a bit of a tanty. (Won't share the spotlight, I reckon)

Remember the swing photos from about two months back? Compare to this one taken at 12 weeks. Has he grown or WHAT! (It must have been a catching sleep bug.. note Auntie Poodle asleep behind him). Yes that's right, he sucks his hands. I'm more than okay about this, in fact the day he puts himself to sleep sucking on his fist rather than his dummy is the day I dream about. At least he can always find his fist in the middle of the night, LOL.

And here he is in his highchair. (Playing is a full body experience, too much fun to confine just to fingers, when you have ten prehensile toes that can get in on the act!)

I actually had another one I was going to show you, of a slightly lower angle.. but when you look closely you see there's a nappy in need of changing. Not terribly surprising, as I had been using the camera video function to capture the Amazing Squid Kid who changes colour (red white red) when engaged in the energetic business of pooing.

I've decided to keep THAT shit .. er .. shot up my sleeve for when Master Braeden is a teenage snotbag who thinks his (ahem) doesn't stink. One flourish of that photo should be good for a week's worth of moody silence, don't you think?

(Especially if I threaten to show it to his first date.. heh heh heh.. who needs bunny rug pix!)