I'm a Model, You Know What I Mean

Our camera's anti-red-eye function produces an orange light before the flash goes off. Hank has figured out that when this happens, he gets his picture taken and can then see it on the camera. And he loves seeing pictures of himself (this reminds me of a certain cousin of his). Now, when he notices the light, he strikes a pose. Usually this is a huge grin, showing as many teeth as possible and closed eyes. You wouldn't believe how many pictures we get of him looking something like this: He eats his oatmeal with a spoon pretty much every morning now. He loves lcd soundsystem (especially the hit single, "Daft Punk is Playing at My House.") Other musical loves are, Daft Punk, Air, Led Zeppelin, and anything on Dance Dance Revolution. As you might have guessed, he spends a lot of time with his father.

Hank's new molar has been joined by a few friends in the last couple of days. He's working on three teeth and it's none too pleasant for the little guy. His, "Not to worry, it's just from the teething," clear runny nose has turned into a green stuffy one and that's not helping anything. The walking, however continues to develop unperturbed by his symptoms. He's making it seven steps before he falls now and he's standing while holding toys and bottles. Pretty slick. He's got a few new syllables in his babbling this week too. (Daddy promises to post more on this so I'll leave it alone for now). Basically, if you saw Hank last week, today you'd see a whole new baby, and if it's been a few months, you might not recognize him at all.