7 months

So, what's new with this little one? 

Teeth. Two of them.

An attempt at crawling that resembles something between an army crawl and a lunge. 

Endless giggles and smiles. 

An appetite for carrots, peas, bananas, and squash, but not avocados, peas, or green beans. 

One fall Sunday

A chilly walk in the woods, a day of lazy normalcy. 

Halloween 2013

Late, I know.
But here are cutest and friendliest foxes you have ever met.

After  a brief hiatus, we resumed our annual pumpkin carving party.
2010 was a jedi year, 2011 was a woodland theme.
This year was spurred on by this hat pattern, the same for both boys.

On Writing

Bejos boy is three. He is not yet writing, or reading, although he did bring home his first sound booklet, which made this Montessori mama beam with pride. In Montessori we teach kiddos the sounds letters make before we teach them the names of the letters...say what??
So instead of "mama, is this an S?" it's "is this a ssss?"

Today he came home with his first piece of writing. Dictated to a teacher, the words were prompted by the glued on picture of ocean water. We almost peed our pants laughing. It is so very bejos boy. This one is getting framed and will be a reminder of these early years.

Water. Some water is cold. Some motor boats are fast. There are whales. I like trees. These shoes are fast. And leaves. And letters. efg write the abc.

First snow

Still October, early October I believe, right???

6 months

6 months
How did that happen??
Still the happiest baby in AZ.
Filled with smiles and squeals.
I simply cannot get enough of him.
Sweater pattern can be found here. You've seen it here as a dress.

Here is the oldest bejos boy at 6 months. Could they look any more alike?? The biggest boy had teeth and a mohawk at 6 months, but who is comparing?

NY resumed: Fair

 I am a sucker for fairs so I was undeterred by Mr. Bejos' family's neigh-saying of their small county fair.

How bad could it be? At the very least there would be animals and fair food. And then there was the opportunity to enter and win a number of competitions: cutest baby contest, free throw contest, and wood chopping (which bejos boy declared was Nana's shoe-in win...random man!).

So despite the very dark stormy clouds that darkened the skies I convinced Nana and Mr. Bejos to load up and head out. We found a"farmer's sandbox" filled with corn, fainting goats, tractors, and well, not much else. Then we found ourselves trapped in the juried arts and crafts building during a very long thunderstorm. We did not have snacks, and that of course made us worried because it had been too long since our last meat filled meal (refer to the sticker below).