Sunday, December 11, 2005

Wooly, wet, white stuff


Reading with Ba-chan

Sure Yugo, you can look in Aunt Edith's purse... Hey wait a second!

Song and dance men...

Watch out, Rockettes!

Hey, where's the turkey?


Another in the long list of first's, Yugo's First Thanksgiving introduced him to the simple pleasures of bone-gnawing and tryptophan. All of the excitement surrounding the dinner was so intense, that Yugo was only one of a number of family members to fall directly to sleep at the dinner table. (It was the first year they were unable to drag themselves from the dining room before succumbing to turkey-lethargy, with comic results!)

But everyone was soon up and active and before long wiping the sweet potatoes from their cheeks for a stroll in the autumn air. Yugo determined that being stuck in a pile of leaves is not always the most pleasant.

He decided he preferred digging in the sand

rolling down hils

and sitting in front of a roaring fire.

All in all, a lovely and successful Thanksgiving, thanks to all.

Has it really been 10 months already?


It's hard to belive ten months can go by so fast. Everyone says it. But now suddenly there's a little boy to chase around and fill with new, solid foods. I guess all of the running around should keep him hungry, fit and questioning the fundamental laws of existence. With Thanksgiving past and Christmas around the bend, the race is on to see whether Yugo will first speak in Japanese or English (or Yugoese/Yugolish), or walk the walk before he talks the talk. Go Yugo Go!