Spring is here

Sweet Baby Malcolm's Dad has been away on business for a few days. Usually when Dad comes home from work, I say to SBM: "Dad's here" or "Whooooo's here?" The other evening, after a warm and glorious spring day SBM and I were standing in the living room looking out the picture window and I said "Spring is here!" SBM spun his head around toward the front door, as if expecting to see Spring walking in. He saw nothing, but kept turning back to look at the door because maybe it was taking Spring a few minutes to gather his bags from the car and walk up the stairs.

Easter Bunny

Little fish

A loch ness sighting

Sweet Baby Malcolm

Standing tall

In hot pursuit of the camera

Say Ahhhhh

(A little louder than that)

Quackers

If you see a lion, don't forget to roar

Hearing all about the Cubs

Taking a walk with Grandma

Moving too fast

Snoopy Bandaid

At my 9 month checkup today they drew blood for a lead test. A humorless male nurse cinched off my arm with a rubber band, stuck a long needle in, and sucked my blood for over a minute. I didn't cry a bit, not even a little peep. I was worried about Mom, though; I thought she was going to cry.

Photographer's Note: This is what most of our pictures look like lately -- Malcolm in pursuit of the camera.

Birthday candles

Mom made an apple pan dowdy for my 9 month birthday.

I'll have the French toast