No. It isn’t one of the seven dwarves. Nope. Not one of Santa’s helpers. He is a garden gnome.
There are plenty when you move!
It’s with a book, just like his mama. Only today he decided to also break out into a seated version of “Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes.” With a banana in his hand.
Turns out, all you need is some milk and moral support from your brother. And a garbage can.
1/16/17 – 2/15/17
On February 12th, just before the close of his eleventh month, Lincoln finally picked his belly off the ground and mastered the crawl. This came after months of army crawling. A big moment! He also got four teeth all at once. That was a rough week. Lincoln does not teethe with ease. It comes with fevers, drool, spitting up, and general malaise. It turns our cheery dude into a teething beast! But his toothy smile is quite cute! And how could he eat such delicious food without all those teeth?
Finally, we taught Lincoln a little bit about freedom of speech, peaceful protest, activism and civic engagement at the Sacramento Women’s March.
He didn’t quite understand the lesson.
Lincoln’s baptism was this month. The Kelahan Klan came to visit, and we made a mini stay-cation out of it.
Auntie Em and Uncle Carlo had never visited Lake Tahoe, so we took a day to drive up the mountain to do some sightseeing. What we didn’t take into consideration was the record-breaking amount of snow that the Sierras received this year. The snow was piled so high that it was hard to get a glimpse of the lake. Instead, we went on a short walk through a regional park. As the day progressed, the snow began to melt in the trees, and we were hit with mini avalanches! Despite this, Lincoln was quite cozy.
Lincoln was very patient with the baptism. He even did a bit of a dance after the blessing.
Samson, on the other hand, was, well, Samson.
We don’t know how big Lunker Lincoln is. We do know that he has a giant head. We aren’t sure where the big head genes come from.
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