It was ridiculously beautiful out today, so the three of us went for a stroll around Carytown. Patrick and I ate sushi while Joe napped in his stroller, and about the time Joe woke up it was time to head back home.
We put a blanket out on the lawn and had some fun in the fresh air. We haven’t been able to spend that much time outside since around October. He still loves it out there!
Right after I took this photo, Joe fell over backwards and bumped his head on the table.
(Sorry, Joe!)
He was not as impressed as his mama was:
Look how cute he is when he’s napping!
It occurred to me recently that this blog has become “All Joe, All the Time.” It’s understandable — he’s the most interesting thing we’ve ever done, and the camera loves him! But I’m going to attempt one post here that isn’t all about the baby.
First, we saw the most amazing movie over the weekend. “Man On Wire” is a documentary about the French daredevil who walked on a wire between the twin towers of the World Trade Center, shortly after it opened in the 1970s.
Never mind the actual walking part — the amount of planning and preparation and trickery that went into setting up the wire was just breathtaking. He came up with this plan while the twin towers were still under construction, so there’s lots of footage of that. It’s odd to see the innards of those buildings as they were going up — we’re so used to seeing them when they came down.
Netflix users — get it!
Tonight, as part of the National Day of Service, I’m making chicken for 40 and helping to serve dinner at the Petersburg Salvation Army Men’s Shelter. It’s a project my Obama campaign friends signed us all up for, and fits in with one of my new year’s resolutions — to volunteer more. It could become a regular thing!
I’m excited about tomorrow’s inauguration. No matter who you supported in the presidential race, you’ve got to admit it’s kind of cool to see this happening in our lifetime. And I’ll admit, I am dying to see what Michelle Obama wears!
When he’s not doing push-ups with his dad or trying to stand up on the dining room table, Joe enjoys yelling and drooling. Simultaneously.
Joe’s not breaking any records in upper-body strength (he might get that from me), but he could kick down doors with those little legs of his!
His new favorite thing is standing up on tables. He needs some help with balance, of course, but he gets a kick out of seeing me eye-to-eye on the changing table, or surveying the kitchen from high up on the counter.
Tonight he was so excited about standing up on the dining room table, I thought he was going to break away from Patrick and run laps on it.
Joe celebrated his 7-month birthday among friends yesterday. All three of us went for lunch at a friend’s house, where all the babies in his play group were gathered with their parents.
He also discovered a new least-favorite food (spinach) and a new way to make him laugh (tweak his nose and say “noooose!” in a high-pitched voice).
He seems to be working on yet another tooth. We haven’t located it yet — but judging from his grumpy attitude this afternoon, it’s coming!
Joe Tremblay 