earning his keep

how to eat a watermelon

elliot, as a general rule, won't eat fresh fruit. who doesn't like fresh fruit? being somewhat in continual disbelief, i am always contriving new ways to trick him into putting just one piece in his mouth because i am convinced that if he eats one piece he will like it (i should not here that even if i am successful once, inevitably he forgets that he ever liked fruit and we start all over again).

a couple of weeks ago i had the bright idea of giving him toothpicks that he could use to stab watermelon. success! sort of. he did ea some watermelon, so i guess that is success. however, his methods were a bit peculiar:

1. pick up watermelon with your fingers.

2. insert toothpick into watermelon.

3. show-off inserted toothpick

4. possibly eat the watermelon or put it back in your bowl for future stabbing. in either case, ham it up for camera.

starting him early

elliot woke up from this nap while i was still cleaning the house the other day so i put him to work! as long as there was plenty of "spray" to rub around he was happy as a clam. i can't say that much actual cleaning was accomplished though, guess i have a ways to go.

it's all about elliot

i mean really, who gets family pictures to see the old fuddy duddys (that would be jamie and me)? it is really all about elliot:

soo big!

how big am i? well just take a look...

don't be fooled

elliot does NOT like the grass. in any form. what looks like joy if it even was joy was definitely fleeting. probably lasted until he realized that he was sitting in a field surrounded by grass.

elliot finally walks!