Celebrity transporter

Just for Uncle Doug, here is a blog update with some nice pictures. We went to Newport for a little visit, and so that Isaac could meet Uncle Doug and Uncle Chris. Also, his great-grandparents hadn't seen him for quite awhile. He almost rolled over for everyone, but we decided that he was getting too mad and that it wasn't very nice of us to let him get frustrated anymore. So, that was that. Uncle Doug asked if I feel like a celebrity transporter now. That's about accurate. Yay! I have a fancy job title again.

Isaac and Great-Grandpa

Isaac and Uncle Doug

We spent the night at Grandma's house, because she wasn't working today. In the morning, Isaac took a bath, then selected his outfit, which you see him wearing in the following pictures. I actually showed him three outfits and held them up, and he pointed to this one. I guess he wanted to wear the new outfit and try it out. Then Grandma found a bib to save the outfit from copious amounts of spit-up.

How could she say no to a face like that?

Isaac got bored because the internet was too slow as Mama was trying to find out when her final exams would be Fall Term.

This is how Isaac spends a good portion of his time if Mama has her way. I think he sleeps much better this way, and then he can wake up when he is well rested.

He actually napped in his special crib at Grandma's house for a couple of hours, and Grandma and Mama washed the car. Before leaving to come back to Corvallis, it was time for Isaac to have a refill.

And this is what he says to anyone who thinks breastfeeding isn't a manly thing to do. Don't make fun of this little man.

Finally, at home, Isaac found his fingers during tummy time.

He makes a lot more sounds now. He's been making this "hegu" sound a lot in the past few days. I repeat it as "Hello" although I know he's just playing with his mouth right now. Still, it is really fun to expand on his utterances! Sometimes we swear he's saying something. There was one thing he said the other day but neither of us can remember exactly...

The only thing I have to add is that we walked to Grocery Outlet this evening and whoever owns those cherry trees is cutting down some of the limbs and leaving them in his yard with all those beautiful cherries still on them! It is shameful - so I stole several more handfuls of cherries for Isaac on the way there and back. Obviously the cherry tree guy doesn't want his cherries.