pj's

This is what happens when I buy Julian some pajamas online and get sick of all the sports stuff.  

What, butterflies are gender-neutral. I mean.. they have genders. But all can enjoy them. All!  And look, there's a little bit of yellow in there.   Totally ambiguous as to whether this would be for a boy or girl.

 Julia(n) loves it.

And also, who needs to learn how to crawl to get things if you have gumby arms to reach with all your might?  this makes me bust.

swings

Julian has taken a ride in the swings only a few times. He's still getting the hang of it, but he sure looks cute doing it. These were snapped several weeks ago. Precious.

videos

Here are some videos of Julian.  

In this one he is exhibiting his talents.

This next one is proof that I am the world's funniest person.  

Good & Better

Here are some pictures of Julian that please me greatly.
I'm calling this montage "Good & Better."
Please enjoy.

Naked time on the blanket

Good

Better

(Sean calls this one "photoshopped head that isn't really photoshopped")

Saturday morning

Good


Better




In the high chair

Good


Better



Swimming in a silky sea

Good


Better



Books

Mm... good."


"Please, I'm trying to read."


"that's better."



Back in the high chair again

Good


Better

what the?

Along with this being a baby blog, I kind of feel like it's my reject blog, like i can put anything here, lame or extra lame, and I don't really care, because it's not my real blog, the original blog. This is untrue, and it's not lame because julian's the opposite of lame. But, i'm just trying to give some kind of explanation as for why i'd put what i'm going to put right now:

The other day i was cleaning out my drafts folder in gmail and found this little snippet i must have copied from some parenting website, and it made me laugh, and all i want to say is, there are some mothers out there who are FREAKS.

First, she must have used these two things a lot because i create a code for myself:

Q's = cues
sorted = sordid

ha ha ha. Q's. Ha ha ha. It makes me laugh, but it also makes me die inside that people can be this dumb.

And then there was a snippet of her baby's schedule:

My 10 month old would go to sleep at 5 in the morning for a month lol n would wake up at 3 in d afternoon n take like 2 naps then i used bedtime bath shapoo from johnsons and it helped lol

What on earth? This mom is high. Has to be.

Awkward

I often talk about how pretty this baby Julian is. Though I doubt this is annoying in the slightest, and to make us all feel better, I thought i'd inform you that even the pretty have some less photogenic days. Take the bouncy chair & a camera and you have some good time awkwardness. Here we go:

mm, ok, that's still pretty cute.

better...

betterrrrr! that one busts me up.

Ok here are some cute ones:

and a couple other random ones:

Baby Update Post

It's time to talk about the baby. It may bore you, it may excite you. It may move you to tears (due to either one) but at least it's something new to read, am i right?

First of all: Julian's 9 months old. I know, i know. By the looks of him you'd think he was at least 10... years. This is one gargantuan baby. He may not be the biggest that's come to existence but judging by other people's miniature children, he's a beef.

Excellent man boobs. Gotta love 'em.

Time for the baby stats:

Height: 29 inches long. 80+ percentile. Not bad, baby. not bad.
Weight: 22 pounds. Also 80+ percentile. So one would think, ok, you're nice and proportionate. WRONG.
Head circumference: 47 centimeters & in the 96th percentile. ha ha ha! this makes me laugh. He's a fatty fathead. And probably a genius. Figures.

And of course, Julian is still gorgeous.

I haven't taken many pictures of him lately. But i grabbed the camera to try to snap a profile pic of his amazing hair but to no avail. "What's that, a camera??" Julian cries. "I assume you want me to pose!"

Nice camera string. I'm a professional.

I'm pretty sure I'm teaching Julian to think I am his father. Why? Because when the days are long, I don't want him to forget Sean, so when Julian's in a babbly mood, I will often bring it up: "Say, 'da da! da da!' And today, like 3 different times when I came into view, Julian said, "da da!" hmm. Or maybe that's because Sean and I are twins, or at least that's what people say, (or that we look like siblings) which is very incestuously weird of them. If that's the case, i've never seen a prettier inbred baby.

Julian's personality

Julian's a complicated soul. Not really. But he's fun. Here's what we conjecture thus far:

He's a calm, content, mild-mannered boy. He isn't quick to cry. He never was. He does cry, sure, but who doesn't? He isn't dead inside. He can get loud. He likes to sing. He has recently discovered a bit of sassiness. Like the day he realized throwing his full weight against his high chair creates a substantial bang, and he did it repeatedly. Also, either because he's full, doesn't like it, or because he has something to prove, he'll sometimes open his mouth to take a bite of food, and staring at me intently in the eye, slowly, calmly spit it all out over his chin. He'll do this many times in a row until I stop because i aint a sucker. But i kind of am, because it's funny.

We are not a strict rigid schedule-type of people. I like to do things at fairly the same time in fairly the same order but we're flexible. If julian wants to stay out later to go get an Italian Ice or hang out at a friends' to play music, then by gum, let's do it! He doesn't mind too much. He rarely cries when he's super sleepy. He gets crazy with a wild look in his eye, or he'll moan. But he's very tolerant of all we subject him to.

He loves to laugh. He's a very laughy baby. He'll laugh because we're laughing, or by himself. He has a very unconvincing fake laugh, complete with exagerated jaw movements. I tell him only muppets laugh like that but he doesn't care.

He also loves to play games. We play them at every opportunity. Sean says sometimes he'll come home and get in his face and Baby will have this big anticipatory smile on his face, waiting for the game. I tell Sean he has to step up because the fun goes a mile a minute around here.

In conclusion, here is a video of Julian being cute. Pay special attention at 1:30 where he's singing. It is eerie, like real baby-singing. Busts me up.

Jumpy Julian

Julian likes to jump. He's very good at it. I'm not surprised. When I was in elementary school, when Field Day, the best day of the year, came around, I excelled at just a few events, and one was the long jump. I also do well with a few jumping sports, such as trampoline. I'm also pretty good at jumping high from a stationary position. We had to do this in health class in 7th grade and i turned out to be able to jump quite high, but maybe that's because i was on the tall'ish side. But maybe not? One time in basketball I had to guard a girl who was 6'2". I am 5'8". I totally got some rebounds over her. Why? Because I jumped, and she didn't. I had to. Where am i going with this?

Ah yes. Here are some videos of Julian jumping. They aren't terribly exciting. But they sure are adorable. Thanks to my mom for owning these jumping devices and for lending me one, my most cherished possession right now.

A new do

You know, when you're carrying a fetus child in your uterus, you can't really picture what it will look like when it's expelled. You wonder: will it look like me? Will it look like him? Will he have dark hair? light hair? no hair? some hair? curly? Will he get my _____ or his ______ or oh man, I hope not my ______. It's an exciting thing. And you can wonder, but i'm not sure I could have ever predicted my fetus child would one day look like THIS:

and another pic of the mohawk, in case that one somehow wasn't enough.

Pretty & Ponies

When I first got a good look at Julian after he was birthed, I paused and said, "Oh.. he's so.. pretty!" And that has been his [nick]name ever since. Sometimes he's Pretty Baby. Pretty Boy. Pretty Pretty, or just Pretty. One day I guess i'll have to stop it but now, I just can't help it. And he's only gotten prettier.

We visited my parents recently and much to Sean's utter delight, (and dismay that we had failed to mention it to him previously) a neighbor has ponies for passersby to look at, or purchase. Ponies! They were adorable. We 3 went to look at the ponies and took some pictures. They are excellent, and evidence that pretty things like ponies are drawn to Julian. They just are.





I'm not sure who was more excited, Sean or Julian. Sean can contain his excitement somewhat. Julian.. not so much:




Us & the ponies. Now our family is complete.

wish come true

The other day we attended a birthday party that included robot costumes and sequins to decorate them with and so on and so forth. Many hours later, I had Julian on the floor rolling around naked while I fixed his bath. When it was ready I retrieved him and laid him on his bath sponge and made a startling discovery.

What the! I always wanted a treasure troll for a son.

Park Overload

A couple of weekends ago, the weather turned fine for the first time. So we went to the nearby Prospect Park along with the rest of Brooklyn, laid out a blanket and had a picnic. We dolled Julian up in his best park clothes and let me tell you, I've never seen someone so happy to be outside. I mean, i like the park as much as the next guy but man alive! It was his first real experience playing in the out of doors. He'd been outside before, but mostly in his stroller, and mostly just as a zombie baby. 3 cheers for this age & for baby hats. Enjoy.

seriously, we were all glad to be there but Julian was just out of control. Giggling and laughing while we politely smiled/humored him.

and my personal favorite...thing.. in the universe: