Grant's Giggles

It's always great when we can make Grant laugh without tickling him...

Grandpa's Buddy

Grant and I tagged along to Utah with my mom and step dad to drop my brother off at the MTC. When we got to our hotel, Grandpa was carrying the carrier with Grant in it, and found cookies (how can he turn down free cookies?). He put the cookies at Grant's feet, thinking they were out of his reach. Grant, who is becoming quite a master at pulling things into his reach, grabbed a cookie and helped himself. I think Grandpa is his new best friend.

Grant's Trademark

Grant was born with a head full of hair. Pretty much everything on the sides has fallen out, but we still have a frohawk (sp?) up the middle. If we comb it, we get a major comb over. It's cute, but it was getting so long we finally cut it. But, Nick and I had to play first. We tried gel and hairspray and couldn't really get it to stand strait up, but here are our attempts. Oh, and because I can't figure this out, they are in reverse chronology. Our handsome little man
I make Daddy do the hard part

He he he. It's so fun to torture him!

A few weeks ago... the perfect example of why we needed to cut it.

Grant and Santa

Last weekend, we lent Grant to my Mom's friend to play with. Her husband was Santa for the morning so they took pictures. I'm so happy that Grant is actually smiling!

Did someone say chocolate?

My mom came last week to make truffles with me. Nick thought he would share a truffle with Grant. I'm afraid that we're creating a monster, who will have nothing to do with vegetables when we introduce them next week. Why eat peas when Daddy give you licorice and yummy truffles!?

Our little sitter

Grant's newest thing is sitting up. I love it! I finally put away his bouncer and his little mat that he just lays on and grabs the toys. He is rolling all over the place. This morning, I wasn't paying attention after changing his diaper and he rolled off the couch. Oops! He loves to sit up and watch the dog. Lily can't help but give him lots (and lots) of kisses. Poor baby.

Yum! Celery...

So, all the way back on Thanksgiving (its been a little busy around here), Aunt Bonnie sat Grant in this adorable little chair and Grandma gave him a piece of celery to munch on. He was as happy as a clam but wouldn't have anything to do with his oatmeal that day. Hum, I wonder why?