I have a Lewis!!!

I have a new brother, and so it isn't "all about me" anymore. But the adventures continue....

Back in action...

We've been having trouble with the new blogger format, and don't really have time to post here much now that Mose is mobile... so you might want to check over at JewishyIrishy from time to time, where we'll be adding more Mose pics to the mix, and the occasional VIDEO.


For now, stop on over for Mose holiday pics, courtesy of Mose's Grammy!

What Mose did today...

Mose had a big day, shredding up an entire roll of toilet paper and spreading his toys around the house.


Now he's plumb tuckered out.


What did *you* do today?


We doubt *you* were quite so industrious.

Back from a long break!!!

Mose and his momma want to apologize for the long hiatus. Momma has been under the weather, and traveling... and Mose has been too busy TURNING ONE to post to the site. But we thought you'd want to see some of the birthday pics!


There was a big cake (YUM), and a little cake for Mose to put his foot in. There were duckies everywhere (Mose's helped decorate!) and presents and most of all, FRIENDS! Mose had a great time meeting all his Iowa friends, and playing with Sasha and Phoebe was the best! He got cool glasses, and a chef's hat, and a warm frog hat (and mittens) and boxer shorts and alphabet-puzzle-pads, and books and puzzles and a Woody Guthrie CD with Mose's new favorite song on it (keep your skillet good and greasy) and a sorting box, and... and... and...


He only wishes you could have been there!


(We'll be around a lot more now. So check back soon!)

Apologies from Mose's mama...

Between Mose's near-mobility, and Mama's teaching schedule, and Papa's band-schedule... it has been hard to find the time to blog. We apologize.


Things here have been GREAT! (if sniffly)


We've had wonderful visits with Nana and also Grammy and Gramps.


Nana bought Mose a big new chair (see picture), and took him to see the dinosaurs.


Grammy and Gramps bought Mose a duck, and took him to see the giant paintings and a funny house.


Mose appreciates history and culture. Yes he does.


But he also appreciates when people buy him stuff!


(How RUDE!)


UPDATE-- Rats! Blogger is being weird with the pics! If you want more Mose, visit FLICKR!

The girlfriends...

Mose went to his first party yesterday, to celebrate his friend Gianni's first birthday... and there was cake, and balloons and cherry puffs and fruit punch...


And there were LADIES!


And let me tell you, the ladies like MOSE!


Annie and Bea are both pretty cute chicas, but Mose says he loves his mama best of all.


Oh, Mose... your mama loves you too.

Mose gets his war on...

Mose is quite the little reader.


Yes indeed... we find little bits of paper everywhere he goes... and the books are often moist when Mose gets finished "reading" them...


In general, he's not picky about the books he "reads", but there *is one book in particular... one book Mose loves best of all. One book Mose actually looks at, turns the pages of... instead of just devouring.


GET YOUR WAR ON! (By David Rees)


The most obvious reason for this is that it's black and red (the colors babies love best) and the cover feels nice and slick and shiny, and then too... it's full of pictures!!! Red pictures!!! Mose loves pictures.


But we prefer to think that Mose is also a little radical. A sarcastic sumbitch with a sharp sense of humor and a critical eye on the current political administration...


We hope Soft Skull will consider a board book version of GYWO, a Rees Reader for the little ones...


A drool proof edition.


It would last longer.

Finally fall!!!

This morning felt like (finally( fall. And so Mose put on a waffle shirt and his coveralls, and went out into the cool.


There were breezes and frosty marigolds, and Dave was there, and Mose's mom had a cup of coffee, and it STEAMED! Mose picked the marigolds, and gave them to his mom... and put them on his head... and EVERYTHING!


Mose thinks the world is amaaaaaaaazing!


**


In other news, Mose split his mouth open last night,bit his little tongue, and it bled and bled and was scary for everyone, and Mose did not think it was amaaaaaaazing. Not one bit!


But he's okay now. No need to worry.


Whew.


(Now... back to the marigolds and the sunbeams on the porch)

At last...

Mose's mom has found a use for all the old farmwife aprons she likes to buy at estate sales.


Thank goodness!

Lunch with Mose...

Mose doesn't go for mushy gloppity glop glop.


He likes his foot in chunks.


Tapas for Mose!!!

Enough with the baby food!!!

Bring on the fruit!!!

A special day...

Today. Mose's papa turned OLD!


Mose wanted to tell him "Happy Birthday!"


But not enough to wear a dumb hat.


Sorry, Dad.

Love affair...

Mose and Mose's mom find new ways to snuggle wherever they go.


Here they are at Gram and Gramps' place!

At the airport...

Mose feels very small.


But that's okay. It's an ADVENTURE!

The Red Canoe...

On our most recent trip, Mose got to visit his Baltimore family, including his Uncle Roy, who took him to the most wonderful store ever... the Red Canoe!


Right in Lauraville, two blocks from Boppy and Cheryl's (and Roy's) house, the Red Canoe is an amazing bookstore/cafe'.


Mose thinks everyone needs a Red Canoe, complete with muffins and yummy tomato bisque.


Mose loves books, but Mose loves food more!

Happy feet...

Since Mose is about 2 seconds away from walking, we thought he should have some shoes.


Something to cover "Mose's toeses".


Mose's mama wanted to get the ones with the flowers on them, or at least the puppies.


But Mose's papa sat down in the middle of the store and absolutely positively refused to get up until Mose's mama relented, and bought the boring brown shoes.


Mose's papa is a stodgy traditionalist.


Mose's mama wishes SHE could wear flowers and puppies on her feet.


But it doesn't really matter what either of them thinks. Since it's ALL ABOUT MOSE!


(And Mose likes the red stripes. Yeah!)

Blocks!!!

Mose likes BLOCKS!


We just thought you should know.

Mose gets a present...

Right around the same time Mose got a fever...


He also got a visitor, or two!!!


His friend Sonya came to see him, from Iowa. Mose LOVES Sonya!!!


(We're a little sad that we got NO pictures of Sonya and Mose. Sonya is a photographer and so is rarely in front of the camera. Mose will NOT stop pouting about it)


And his friend Sharone came to see him, from Chicago. Mose LOVES Sharone too!!!


But you know what Mose loves even more?


RIBBONS!


Presents with RIBBONS!


Lucky LUCKY Mose!


(Thank you, Sharone)

Another first for Mose...

Last weekend, Mose had his first FEVER!


It was awful.


It was coughy and drippy and scratchy and cranky.


But Mose kept his cool. He had some water, in a bottle, and slept... and eventually...


He felt better!


Well, yeah... of course he did!

The sound of music...

This week, Grandma and Grandpa Poma came to visit, and we all went to see Mose's papa "make the rock" with his band, at the Grant Park Summer Shade Festival.


Then what happened?


Mose ate a frozen banana!


Of course, his mama tried to bite the chocolate off first but... bananas are wily. Like Mose.


In any case, it felt GOOD on Mose's new teeth (#5 & #6).


Mose did NOT think it was fair that everyone else got to eat yummy junk food, and he was stuck with sweet spuds and peas, but...


Them's the breaks, MOSE!

Floridaze...

Mose sure was happy to meet his great-grandparents, Grandma and Poppy. He'd been hearing aaaaaaaall about them for a long time, and this week Mose got on another big shiny plane and flew to Florida, so now he can attest to their wonderfullness himself!


Poppy let Mose play with boxes, and stepstools, and since Poppy is a pediatrician, he knows what big boys like Mose think is FUN.


Grandma wasn't feeling too good when Mose got there, but by the time he left she was all siles. And so was Mose!!!


Grandmas tend to have that effect, dontcha know?! They give the best kisses.


While in Florida, Mose went on a chicken hunt... Grandma and Poppy have been filling their house with chickens for many years, and Mose found them all!


Then he came home on the train. Marta is smarta, and so is MOSE!

Poppy's pics...

Today, Mose is visiting his Poppy and Grandma in Florida! Here are some of the pictures we took on Poppy's fancy camera...

Meet Poppy, Uncle Peter, Cousin David, and of course.... MOSE!

Mose Graduated...

To a sippy cup!!!


At first, he tried some "alternative" methods... but now he's got it DOWN!

Variations...

On the theme of "dish towel"!


Mose has discovered chiffon, and life will never be the same.


Leopard print chiffon. Rowr!

Beach baby...

This week, Mose went to Ocean City, Maryland! He played with his uncle Roy, and got sparkled in the sun, and dazzled at dusk. He ate lots of sand and crawled and crawled, and the only thing that wasn't fun about it...


Was that you weren't there...

Cuddlefest!!!

Now, EVERYBODY onto the futon!!!!

Monkeys???

Monkeys have invaded Mose's toeses!!!


He does not quite know what to make of them. And *they* don't know quite what to make of Mose either!


Would you?

What's a Boppy???

What's a BOPPY??!! Well.....


A Boppy is a grandpa, a zaide, a BOPPY!


Mose's Boppy loves him very much, soooo much he came all the way from Baltimore (well, Philly actually) to see him. He sang to Mose, and snuggled Mose, and told Mose silly jokes, and spent an evening with Mose so Mose's mom & dad could go see a pirate movie!


Ar! say the pirates! And AR! say Mose and Boppy.


But in a nice way...


Thanks, BOPPY! Stop by anytime...

Mose at home...

What with growing four whole teeth, and his new blocks and beads to play with, Mose has lots to do around the house...


New toys, plus, he's got to practice his "crawling around on the floor" sprints. And his standing exercises too.


"Look, Ma-- one hand!"


But Mose still makes time to help his folks pair up the socks and fold the laundry.


Thanks, Mose. You're *such* a help...

A new game...

Mose has a new favorite game.


He calls it...


DISHTOWEL!


Not feeling so creative today, huh, Mose?

Week of good times!!!

This week, fully recovered from his journeys, Mose hit the town.


He went to a baseball game, to watch the Baltimore Orioles cream the Braves. Go O's!


(Too bad he forgot his camera)

Then he celebrated the fourth of July by taking in his first parade... in Decatur, and he listened to music on the Decatur Square lawn. It was a picnic.


And Mose discovered that he has a tongue! He spent a good part of the day celebrating his independence from the tyranny of British Kings, by sticking out his tongue.


Take THAT, British Kings!


Finally, he hit the IKEA with his buddy Noelle, who is (right this minute, and for the last 8 months) making a friend for Mose.


Good times!


Mose wanted to buy a lot of Scandinavian goodies, but managed to restrain himself.


Good job, Mose!

On tour: It began...

In a taxi.


Of course it did!

On tour: FAO what???

Mose went to a magical place...


Words fail him.

On tour: New Haven...

Mose was getting worn down by city life, and so he headed on out to Connecticut, where his momma was reading poems at a little bar.


It was very fun, despite the fact that Mose thought his momma's hair looked a little frizzy. Mose never has such problems.


And the next day, Mose went to see some water with his new friends, the Spaldings.... He dipped his toes in the sand.


If felt funny.

On tour: Back at the Pad...

Mose knows that one of the rules of the road is that you have to breathe and rest.


So back at Susan's place, Mose and Momma took a break, and Mose snacked on Momma's cheek.


Momma's cheek?


Oh, Mose... what are you thinking?

On tour: Chez le Chef...

Mose's Aunt Em (and yes, he also has an Uncle Henry) came up to visit, and take Mose to Coney Island. In the end Mose decided it was too hot for the freakshow, but he DID visit Chez le Chef.


Which turned out to be another kind of freakshow! Good lord!


The worst food in the state of New York. Possibly the world. And the oddest decor.


But the best aunt in the universe!


Yay!

On tour: Bowery Poetry Club...

Mose went down to the Bowery Poetry Club, because he is a very literary fellow.


He listened to Jen Benka, CA Conrad, and Shanna Compton, as they read him some wonderful poems. Mose was delighted. He didn't make a peep.


Except when Shanna tickled him. Then.... oh, did he peep!


After that he crawled accross the bar, to visit the beautiful barkeep, and check out the BPC well liquors.


Mose was not impressed, but he tries not to judge. Mose understands.


Not everyone has Mose's discerning palate.

On tour: The Subway....

There is nothing quite like the New York Subway. Except the New York subway.


Mose was speechless.


For once.

On Tour: The Streetfair!!!!

Mose was just strolling along 3rd Avenue, en route to a poetry reading, when what did he find?


A streetfair?


Mose wasn't sure what to make of the booth filled with chiffon curtains. Mose was skeptical.


Until the pretty lady came over to talk to Mose.


Now MOse LOVES streetfairs.


Mose is all about the ladies.

On tour: The Diner...

No trip to NYC is complete without a visit to a diner. And so Mose dined!


On avocado and bread. But the food took FOREVER and so Mose had an appetizer.


His hand, of course.


You should try it. Mose is delicious!

On tour: Park Slopin' It...

Mose thinks Manhattan is nice, but after a day in Park Slope, Mose had to admit that Brooklyn is better. The sun, the shade...


Mose spent a very special day in Paul's backyard, swinging in the hammock (and eating a leaf).


Mose is a Brooklyn kind of boy.

On tour: KGB agent...

While on his book tour, Mose visited the notorious KGB Bar, of course!


He made friends with the barkeep, as Mose is always trying to score a free drink.


Then he stole him momma's beer.


Mose, what are we going to do with you???


Sigh.


(For the record, Mose did not actually get any beer, but he is teething and the cold glass feels good on his gums)

On tour: Mose is cool...

What do you get when you cross LLCoolJ and a leprecaun?


Mose!


Mose hit the streets of New York City in green terry cloth. Iowa (John Deere) REPRESENT!


By accident, he stumbled upon the offices of the Colbert Report. But they did NOT offer him a job.


Mose was indignant!

Mose on the loose!!!

Mose can now CRAWL! And so far we have sustained scratches, bumps and bruises. Mose is a curious cat.


And what does one do with a cat? Why, one puts a cat in a cage!


So yesterday we went to buy Mose his very own cage. After looking at a slew of playpens, we opted for the "tell it like it is" brand of containment. The Superyard XT, which is also sold as a dogrun.


Mose is an animal! No pack-and-play Graco for him. No soft padding. No cute pictures.


Just a big plastic fence, no frills, no fuss. Mose is TRAPPED!


We also bought soft plastic things to put on the coffee table edges, plugs for the electrical sockets, and latches for the cabinets.


Man, is it fun over here!

At Sharone's place...

When Mose visited Chicago, he stayed with SHARONE, and some pictures were taken to prove it! Mose loved Sharone, and Sharone loved Mose, though Sharone's cat Lucy did NOT!


Too bad for Lucy!

The cookie...

It isn't often...

That Mose's papa will let Mose's mamam take a picture...


But this time, she snuck up on im!


Ta-da!

On the road again...

Barely had the plane touched down from Chicago...


Before Mose was back on the road! This time, to drive the old Volvo up to Baltimore for Uncle Roy (who is 16 and getting his license) and so Mose's mom could visit her best friend (and Mose's too) Susan!


Susan is now a doctor!!!! and there was a nice party for Mose to attend.


Mose is very proud of Susan, and he thought she looked classy in her pearls.


While in town, Mose did other fun things, like eat yams and nannas, lounge about by the pool (in his sunhat, of course) and crawl two whole feet!


He also visited his friend Annick on her grandma's farm in Annapolis. Mose heard the wind blow in the trees, watched the dogs run, sat on the backporch, and took a walk down a gravel road. Now Mose wants a farm too.


Of course, there was lots of time with Grammy and Gramps (some of it while Gram tried to make a phonecall), and even a visit to a wine store, where Mose had salad and cheese and Mose's mom indulged. Mose likes wine! He's fond of unpretentious reds.


Oh, MOSE!

Grandparents galore...

This week, Mose put on his traveling hat and his hipster onesie, and hit the road. He visited Iowa and Chicago, where he got to see his grandparents and even his GREAT grandparents... it was GREAT!


Mose's mama was very appreciative to Mose and the grandparents, since SHE got to go out to dinner with her friends and read stories in bookstores and be on the radio... and didn't have to worry about Mose one bit. Mose also got to sleep on the floor a lot, and hang out with all the cool Iowa gals (Thisbe, Constie, Pieta, Sonya are pictured... but many are missing, including our superfantastic hostess Sarah, who took the pictures)!


He likes the ladies... a flirt, our Mose.


Then Mose got to see the windy city! He went to all kinds of cool hotspots in Andersonville, hang out at Navy Pier, and meet his first Nobel Prize-winner.


No fooling!


He also met his new friend Sharone, who is a very good cuddler... and Tamar, who is the world's best babysitter (and Mose's first!) and he spent a lot of time with Miss Margaret in the car (sorry Margaret ;)


But now... Mose and mama are both happy to be home for a bit, and they are spending a lot of quality time in their PJs. It's nice.


In other BIG news... Mose has a tooth! Or rather, the edge of a tooth...

Tonight's special...

Carrots!


Cooked to "perfection," if by "perfection" you mean, "a pulp."


Served "a la maman", if by "a la maman" you mean, "on the finger of Mose's mom!"


Yum!!!


Roots and tubers beat rice cereal all hollow.


So begins the game we call, "teach Mose about nutrtion."


Sorry, Mose, but the Cheetos will have to wait. You'll thank us someday.

Flying saucers and the 95th percentile...

This week, Mose got an excersaucer! He loves it. He LOVES it!!! Mose's papa put it together, because he loves Mose very much. And now, while Mose's mama types in the mornings, Mose plays with balls and mirrors, and OH! What fun...


In other news this week, Mose went to the doctor, for two SHOTS, but Mose was very good, and he only cried for a second.


While at the doctor's office, Mose found out that he's taller than 95% of all the other babies born on his birthday. But only as hefty as 75% of the babies born on his birthday, which is good... since babies these days are tending toward heft. The doctor says Mose is looking GREAT!


95%! That's tall!

It began with a bib...

And ended with a mess.


A landmark, and super exciting... though decidedly NOT Kosher for Passover...

Mose on the road: VA, MD, and beyond...

This week, Mose drove all the way from Atlanta to Charlottesville (with a weird and accidental detour at Foamhenge, where Mose and Mose's mom stopped to nurse). In CVille, Mose met Annick, his NEW girlfriend! They held hands... and were so distracted, they forgot to take pictures.


Then he went to DC, where he stayed with Gramps at his office in the Waterfate for a few hours, while Mose's mom took care of some book biz.


"Mose is not a crook!"


Then on he drove to Baltimore, where he hung out with his OLD girlfriend, Susan! He wandered around Fells Point, played in a park and had breakfast and Jimmy's diner.


Next: Philly, PA!


In other news... Mose says, "Happy Passover, everyone!"


In still other news, Mose really misses his daddy.

Mose has new friends...

Cool babies with cool mommies who meet at the park.


That's right! Mose spent his first day at the park, and had a good time. He was careful not to get too much sun...


Now if only Mose's mom could say the same.


Mose also likes swinging... a little.

Chatta-Mose...

Mose went to Chattanooga, and heard four long readings and never cried a bit! This proves that is is brave and strong... since many a greown man (or woman) cannot handle so much poetry.


Poetry is HARD!


Mose is now an expert in many things poetic, and he spent the hours AFTER the readings shmoozing and hitting on the ladies (like Laura and Julie, in the pic... Mike Magnussin, laughing to the left, cannot compete).


He also enjoyed his hotel room... crawling efforts were made on the big BED!

Planes, trains, and...

MOSE!


This week, Mose flew aaaaaaalllllllll the way to Baltimore, to visit Nanna Kate and Gramps (notice the meta-morphing of the names).


He quite enjoyed his flight, and BOY did the stewardesses enjoy Mose. Mose paid careful attention to them too. Safety is VERY important to Mose.


In Baltimore, Mose got his first car.


"Look, Ma... No hands!"

Mose...

In motion...


(at the aquarium)

Thumbs and family...

This week, Mose's Grandma Poma came to town, with Aunt Beth and Uncle Elliott. Much fun was had.


In celebration of the visit, Mose sucked his thumb.


A lot.

A nightlight...

For Mose!

The big event...

The big event of the week is that Mose's momma left him for 3 whole days. It was not fun for anyone. exactly.


But then Mose and Momma had a reunion, and that was nice.

Growth and development...

Today Mose maid a huge leap...


And sucked his thumb.


Then-- swear to god-- he almost crawled. On camera!


We celebrated in Levis.


"Down on the corner"...


The corner of the couch, that is!

In country...

Recently imported from China, Mose's Auntie Em...


We used to call her Emma Rachel...


But then we realized that Mose has an Aunt Em and an Uncle Henry. How weird is that?


Mose is getting ready to meet some magical critters and follow some yellow brick roads.


Oh my!

Mose knows...

That Mose's mama is the worst gardener in the world.


And yet, somehow flowers still come up each year in her garden. Call it luck. Call it "moving often" and so never having time to completely kill a yard.


Today in Mose-town, it's balmy and spring, and so Mose and Mama went out in it, to pick some flowers.


Mose's first flowers!!!


In other news, Mose is going bald. No doubt about it.

A Roadtrip for Mose!!!

This weekend, Mose rode in the car to Chattanooga, for two parties!


First, to the second birthday of his new friend Chattababy!


Then to a sweet sixteen party for Mose's mama's friend Maria's sister. Whew!


Mose was a hit. Of course!

These boots were made for...

Walking???


Not quite, but they WERE made for MOSE!


Mose has plans to be a cowboy, and (Great) Uncle John, Aunt Pam, and cousin Natalie sent him the shoes he needs for the job.


In other news, Mose is laughing. Mose is also ticklish. Mose is ticklish AND laughing...

Mose grows...

Like a weed, and we can barely keep up. The camera, sadly CANNOT keep up, and has quit working on us. So we apologize for the meanger Mose-show of late. But we'll get the problem fixed. We promise!


In the interim, while we have been camera-less, Mose has learned new things. He can now laugh out loud, fly, and say "Oh!"


Also, he is perfecting the art of just being too dang cute.

Mose looks like...

A) The Little Prince
B) Mint Chocolate Chip





Either way, he is preparing to zap Dave-the-dog with his laser eyes!


Evildoers, BEWARE!!!

A slow smile...

...is worth the wait.


We might buy stock in Mylicon.

Mose on the town...

Recently, it has come to the attention of Mose's mommy that Mose likes the coffeeshop. So now, Mose goes to Joe's (in East ATL) almost every day, where he enjoys watching the industrial-size ceiling fans. And mommy can get some writing done.


Everyone thinks Mose is very very cute.


In other news, Mose has a lot of nick-names, and we thought you'd like to know. You can call him:


Wiggle-worm
Mischief Machine
Baby
Monkey
Puppy
Mosey
Mooshey-Moo
Bird

Dear Baltimore...

Mose would like to apologize. His mommy insists!!!

Mose has begun...

To smile!!! A lot.

The flood of gifts continues

Mose has received many wonderful items, from books to bottles and dishes to diapers. But this week, Mose received a copy of Sandra Miller's fantabulous new journal, 1913.


Mose gave it his best shot, but unfortunately, he found the poems and prose to be just a little over his head, which would stand exactly 22.5 inches off the ground,if he could stand. Luckily, Mose has the proper attire for every situation (onesie, courtesy of Tracy Frey).

Mose wears pants!!!

This week was a whirlwind in the house of Mose, with a visit from Grandma Kate AND an adventure in his first pair of bluejeans (see above)!


The week with Grandma included Mose's first night without Mom and Dad. That's right, an entire 5 hour block of time. Grandma babysat while Mom and Dad went out for a beer, some hot wings, and King Kong! Mose's mom was a little nervous, but everything turned out just fine.


The week also included Mose's first trip to the mall in his stroller (everyone thought he was cute) and Mose's one-month-check-up, at which Mose's mom was informned that Mose is HUGE! At 11 lbs 7 oz, Mose is WAY beyond normal growth rates, which means that either Mose's mom is an abundant milk-producer (just call her Holstein) OR Mose is going to live at the top of a beanstock when he grows up.


The week also included Chanukah presents and an inaugueral Nuk experience, then culminated in an afternoon of jean-wearing (overalls a gift from Grandma.


Now, tonight Mose has plans to attend his first dinner party, for New Years! Mose is being rather tight-lipped about his resolutions, but we hope they concern his sleep-cycle.

Mose and the miracle...

The miracle of Chanukah this year is that MOse stopped crying long enough to let me take this picture...


Yes, it's true. We've had a few days of fussy-baby syndrome, but that doesn't stop Mose from being cute as a bug and well worth the trouble.


Happy Chanukah everyone! From Mose and the household of Mose. Ain't nobody hellenizing my baby!!!

The Mose Poma Award....

For fabulous gift-giving is hereby presented to "Aunt" Thisbe... who used her time at the Macdowell Colony to quilt this insanely wonderful present for Mose (when she should have been working on her novel-- naughty Thisbe)!!!


We're debating whether to frame it for the wall (in a two-sided glass frame) or to use it on the bed when he gets big enough. Either way, Mose feels super-honored to have such a work of art from such a talented lady!


Thisbe's prize is an unlimited stay at the MOSE COLONY, just as soon as she can get herself down to Atlanta. And as many cuddles as she can handle.

Mose gets around...

Mose is learning a lot in these days. He's learning to swallow, to coo, to smile. But sometimes, Mose's mom and dad have to learn things too.


Such as... learning to sling.


Mose's mom is still a little nervous about the whole "sling thing" but MOse loves it. Strapped to her body, Mose can sleep through just about anything.


And it makes typing (this blog) a lot easier. And returns Mose's mommy to the land of capital letters...

Most of the time

Mose is concerned about something.


We are excited for him to learn the English languange so he'll be able to tell us just WHAT is causing such consternation.

A bottle for Mose...

Inspired by the delicious kosher wine left over from the bris, and excited by the prospect of drinking said wine while bubble-bathing, Mose's (9 months sober) mom decided to explore the wonderful world of bottles and breast pumps.


Mose's dad offered the bottle while Mose's mom looked on and discovered that she felt suddenly nonessential. Oh my.

It had to happen someday.

Mose takes a walk...

Well, he didn't actually *walk* much, but he did stroll, if strolling is what one does in a stroller! We all walked and/or strolled around the block (except Hassle, who waited at home in a basket). We all took advantage of the clear day.


I was a proud mama. Chris was a proud papa. Dave licked Mose in the eye...

Mose's brother, and sister...

Have you met Mose's brother Dave? His sister Hassle? Dave is a dog, and Hassle is a cat, but each of them is considerably bigger than Mose...


Here they all are, lifesize and everything!

This week with Mose...

This week, Mose lost his umbilicus, which was a heady and exciting event!!! Wheeeee!


As a result, Mose was able to take his FIRST BATH! He found the experience to be so spiritual, he baptised his bathing chair.


Then he felt compelled to yell gloriously, "First bath! You hear that world, my FIRST BATH!" Despite the noise, he looked might sweet in his duck-towel.


Which is how things are when you're Mose...

Welcome

And by that...I mean....welcome ME...I'm the new guy here.