Chill

Not too much to report here. Caden was particularly unruly on Friday, then spent the majority of the weekend asleep. We did upgrade his nipples this weekend. Our lil 3 mos. old graduated from newborn pinholes to 3 month medium flow robusto. Feeding time is down 42%, while post feed spewing is up 13.6%

Caden Amadeus

Auntie M sent down a blanket that our lil man quite enjoys. Knitted in such a way that he can get his fingers and toes stuck in the blanket. This provides hours of entertainment. Here's lil Amadeus playin poodle.

Cat Scratch Fever

I guess we've been neglecting the emery board. I awoke to a chirpin hungry lil man and what do I find...a good sized gash on his wee proboscis. Poor guy has no idea how to conrol those mitts.

La Familia Vasquez

Spent the afternoon with friends out in Spring Valley. Fernando and Norma couldn't wait to meet the lil white wonder. Enjoyed visiting with Nando's mom and four brothers, as well as all the families.

With a little coaching, Caden continued his prowess of the pose. Alright lil buddy, in this pic you have to out tough guy the big man Fernando....

Doing the Stomp

Downtown Snoresville

First Padre Tailgate

For those counting, it took 2 months and 19 days (#19 T. Gwynn) for Caden to make his first tailgate party.

Strolling at the game

Pads v. Tigers, Lefty Randy Wolf for the good guys meets up with young Justin Verlander. Alas it was not a good day for the Wolfpack, yet we were fortunate to see Hoffman take the mound. Thanks to Gina and Metro for the Suite.

Slingtime

We broke down and bought ourselves a sling. Eleven weeks of one handed typing and we were due.

Happy Father's Day

My first Father's day and what do you know, my birthday to boot. The heat was on, the US Open was in full swing and us boys were looking to take it easy for a day. So we sat on the couch, ate whenever we were hungry and spent the remainder of the day laughing and belching.

Caden picked a fine day to perfect sticking his tongue out. All that excitement tuckered him out pretty quick.

Birthday cont.

I almost forgot. We had another visitor drop by the house on Father's day. It was so warm we decided to run through the sprinklers.
Actually, the truth is I was out giving the dogs a bath and heard some rustling. Next to the garage (weeks ago) I layed out some vinyl fencing to make a gate. After some investigation and a lot of confusion, I found the snake stretched out inside the piece of fencing you see in the picture. I couldn't really tell if it was a rattlesnake or not so I grabbed the hose to flush him out. He was maybe 4 ish feet and not so thrilled to take a bath.

HEAT

Summer arrived full force and our heat pump is straining to keep things cool. That means one thing...a long weekend of lounging in our shorts.

Work that camera

Our friend Liza knitted Caden a handsome looking sweater. The garment was well received by the baby fashion police, creating a little buzz. This had Liza contemplating a new business venture. Well next thing you know Gayle is setting up the wee man for his first photo shoot. As long as there's no makeup involved, I suppose there's no harm in it.

I wanted to capture Caden with his classic modeling pose, called "Blue Steel." Alas Gayle opted for his latest. The following is a new look we're rehearsing with Caden. We call it "Magnum."

Infant Instruments of Torture

I guess it's about time we came clean. We feared child protective services were on to us. The reason we have no close up pics from the Moye visit in the previous post?? Young Caden had a gash on his wee forehead, right between the eyes.

We decided to let jr play with a teething toy. Ya, I know, teeth aren't due for months. Nothing wrong with priming the gums tho. The teether is a hard plastic cross between a chicken and a giraffe with dangling soft fuzzy balls. For feet...c'mon now. The only flaw we could see in the plan was that Caden doesn't really hold anything yet. Fortunately this particular toy comes with a handle. So Gayle decides to kinda cram Caden's hand through the handle and test how long he can hold the toy. He held steady for a good seven seconds, then swiftly smacked himself between the eyes creating a blood riddled onesie nightmare. Poor guy was stunned.

We've learned to be more careful with our decisions and we're happy to report he is in no danger of being called scarface.

Sunset Souvlaki

It felt like a culinary tour of the greek isles. The smells of mint, lemon and oregano mixed with the roasting chicken souvlaki, greek orzo and feta salad, kalamata tomato and cucumber, fresh pita, olive oil and balsamic, tzatziki sauce for all. Mix in some lively conversation and a heap of baby passing and there you have it. Sunset at the Moye's.

We enjoyed a fine evening of good eats and an introduction to Wii life, courtesy of Tammy, Steve and Mitchell.