Photo Catchup

Tanner and his bud Bodhi

Check out the tree mural Jason painted

Happy Passover

Wine + Friends = Perfect Sunday

We finally found the perfect way to spend the weekend - picnicing in Sonoma with friends.  Tanner loved hanging with his buddy Jack too.

GIANTS

It was the quintessential SF weekend.  85 degrees, blue skies and lots of libations.   And  Tanner even enjoyed it too.  We took him to his first Giants game, which he loved.  He spent the whole time getting ohed and ahhed at by the fellow fans and staring at the big screen.  The Giants lost, but Tanner scored, with our buddy Mike buying him his first Giants hoodie and ball.  Tanner might actually be a decent pitcher.  He spent the whole walk home throwing the ball out of the stroller.

The awesome weather continued on Sunday, where we spent the afternoon picnicing and wine tasting at Cline Vineyard with the Ruders.  Pictures to come.

On the quick development front, Tanner is eating everything and anything - eggs (yolks only), blackberries, broccoli, cauliflower, bananas (his favorite), etc.  He's also just starting to show glimmers of hope for tummy time and pushing himself up into a crawling stance.  No movement yet, but I think we'll a video to post in the next few weeks.  Tanner also likes washing his hands.  Whenever I'm washing my hands, he has to too, which is a good thing considering they're in his mouth close to 24/7, along with everything else.  

Stick It Out & Hold It Up

Pimpin' Track Suit - ala Run DMC

Welcome to my crib

Feeding time has been hit or miss lately.  While Tanner loves his food, the experience (for Mom & Dad) is sometimes less than desirable - grunts of frustration, bowl snatching, crying, food in hair and eyes, you name it.  More often than not, Tanner's a lot of fun.  He's getting better at spoon control and now likes to stick out his tongue to show you what he's eating, followed by a big "mmmmmm."  He's also now feeding himself his bottle, even mastering the tricky angles.  In fact, he's doing it right now as I type, allowing me 5 minutes of new picture posting. 

Firsts

Unfortunately I don't have any pics for our big day of "firsts," but I'll indulge you with my seemingly endless banter.  Yesterday was a big day; though with Tanner quickly growing up, it seems like every day is something new to celebrate.  But for the benefit of the grandparents, I'll elaborate.

Tanner hates tummy time.  Hates it, hates it, hates it.  The second I put him on his tummy, I either get an angry cry or a rollover within 5 seconds, usually both.  It's been a bit of a challenge to get him to stay up, let alone crawl, which some of his friends are already doing in playgroup.  He's about as lazy as they come.  (Also with his eating, refusing to do it by himself).  I was practically militant yesterday on getting him to do at least a few minutes of tummy time.  Well, I was pleasantly surprised when he started scooting backwards.  I know this doesn't quite count as crawling, but it's baby steps.

Another big first was swim lessons.  With Jason and I both being water babies, we had pretty high expectations for Tanner.  And he rocked it.  We went to the Janet Pomeroy center for a 45 minute swim class filled with rubber toys, singing, floating and poopy diapers.  Tanner LOVED it.  The entire time, he was smiling, splashing and squeeling.  He was the model baby swimmer.  So much so, the instructor kept using him as an example.  Tanner even went partially under water, going up to his forehead.  He loved it so much, I couldn't stop him from trying to face plant himself after that.  (We'll leave that to the second class next week).  Hopefully we'll get Jason to play hooky from work one of these days to join us so I can take pictures and video.  I do want to share a funny story with you.  Since we were only going to be gone an hour, I didn't bring his diaper bag.  I just shoved an extra diaper in a bag with a towel.  Given that he had pooped 3x already that day (sorry, TMI), I figured I'd only get pee.   While getting him into his bathing suit (green speedo) in the locker room, I just ripped off his diaper.  Bad idea.  Poop turd went flying onto the bench.  I had no wipes, no diaper bag, nothing to clean it up.  Thank god there wasn't anyone else in the locker room.  I immediately grabbed Tanner, ran to the toilet area and got paper towels to clean up the mess all while trying to shove on his speedo.  It was a relative success....until I changed Tanner out of his speedo after class, which was, shall we say, was streaked. (Remember, no wipes).  Another mom just stared in horror to which I replied, "Like father, like son."

And the last big "first" were words.  Kind of.  Jason and I woke at 5am this morning to "dadadadadadada."  As much as I would have loved to hear "mama," I do think these count as first words, though Jason disagrees.  Leave a comment weighing in.  It was also very endearing because Jason didn't see him at all yesterday.  He left for work at 5:30am and didn't come home till 10pm.  I say he missed his "dadadadada," but Jason says baby babble.