Playdates Are Finally Turning Into What We've Been Calling Them For Months

What's awesome to watch these days is the babies interacting with each other and actually playing together rather than just next to each other. Ollie and Zadia had a lot of fun this morning.

"zadia, i'll hide and you find me, okay?"

"where are you oliver?"

"here i am!"

"i think you got a little sumthin' on your face there."

Maybe it was just a smile.

And then you think all this playing tires them out.

But no, it's just their new favorite game of laying on the floor and giggling.

Over and over again.

And it never gets old. For any of us.

Pile O' Fun

...is what you get when you take ALL your toys out of your toy box.

Where's Waldo(llie)?

Bah!(ll)

Where is Ollie?

The lil man has another trick in his bag....might be time to hit the road with the Ollie Show.

Breakfast with Oliver

Papa's Stylist

Ollie has an important job in the mornings...

helping Papa get dressed.

Since Papa thinks the chair in the living room is yellow, when it's obviously green, Ollie needs to help him make sure his socks match.

Mr. Universe 2032

Papa said he didn't like seeing photos of Oliver crying on his blog, so we decided to quickly follow it up with a few fun videos.

Ollie's started training for Mr. Universe 2032 with some upper body exercises.



It's hard work and he sometimes needs to take breaks in between.



(Notice 1. The flexing just to show off his muscles and 2. How he obviously knows how cute he's being.)

The Whole Picture

These photos are for Grampa.

He recently emailed and said, "Bring Ollie here for a week and we'll look after him, he's such a happy kid!"

So we just wanted to make sure Grampa got the complete story of the little man's temperament before he firmed up that offer.

Motoring Those Skillz

He may be in the <3% for weight, but he's kicking butt in the fine motor skills department. Ages 2+ toy, take that!

A Little Taste of Spring

Well, there's still snow on the ground and today was windy, but it was still sunny and warm enough to head out to the playground with Ollie's two friends in our apartment building.

Rowan, Magalie, and Oliver—filthy, wet, cold, and pretty darn happy.

And it was a good thing that it was warmish, since Ollie decided to lick the metal slide.

The swings were by far his favorite.

We sure can't wait for spring!

How Big Is Ollie?

Thiiiiiiis big!

(peek-a)-BOO!

Anything for a giggle.

i'm back!

bet you've been wondering where i've been these last few days. well you may not know it, but being a baby is a lot of work and i really needed a vacation. so i convinced mama and papa to take me to miami, florida for a spontaneous long weekend in the sun. here are a few highlights.

from the airport (after i slept through a brief stop for some fresh guava juice and lunch—which was good, since i'm a city kid and hate my carseat) we headed straight to the beach and soaked up some sun and vitamin d.

i was more interested in papa's hat than in the ocean.

but i did really love being outside.

it's been a long cold winter so far, and it had been way too long since we'd had a picnic in the park.

so we made sure to get in some good grass time.

i've sure missed those long afternoons in the park with mama.

will spring ever come!?

to further maximize our outdoor time, mama and papa splurged on a hotel room with a balcony, right over the ocean.

which was good, since my favorite thing to do—in this beautiful, sunny, warm beach town—was hang out in the hotel room and play.

the view was great...

but i was more interested in the dirt on the floor.

which may explain why i developed a very ill-timed cold on our first morning of vacation. but like they said in the 1920's—nothing a little sea air couldn't cure.

as you can see i still had a lot of fun in between my sneezes and hacking coughs.

and papa did too.

i haven't seen him smile this much in a while—he's been working too hard!!

i had fun, that is, until...

someone had the bright idea of putting my feet in the sand.

this was my sand-stance—keep one foot off at all times if possible.

and if i'm forced to sit in the sand—cry until someone moves me.

but put me on a towel...

and i'm as happy as a sand crab.

although still a little concerned about this weird stuff on my feet.

i did however, love the pool.


i loved swimming.

and splashing.

and screaming.


here's me in action.


i just can't get enough of this water thing.

we also had some pretty good grub. my favorites were the fresh guava juice and the empanadas from a tiny hole in the wall place next to our hotel.

but best decor was this cuban restaurant with chandeliers and etched glass. i was a bit under dressed since i didn't bring my cocktail bib.

speaking of favorites, i know i said my favorite thing was playing in our hotel room, but now that i think about it, my favorite thing was actually walking on the beach with mama and papa and taking a good long nap in the sun.

i wish we could be on vacation forever.