Indy is a little jokester lately.

Now he knows how to count to 10 (although he does occasionally forget to say 5). His favorite thing to do right now is to say "1, 2 , 3" pause, and yell, "10." Then he laughs, like this is the funniest thing in the whole world.

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I forgot how wonderfully delightful Little Miss Sunshine is. I watched it again last night and seriously laughed out loud all over again ( Read more... )

1. New family icon shot by our very own spicysk, thank you sweetie!

2. Carrier the documentary that aired this week on PBS was amazing. It follows the crew of the USS Nimitz for 6 months. No matter what you think about this war or any war, the documentary makes you really appreciate everything that those sailors do, and what all sailors do, and what all ( Read more... )

When you're daddy is a photographer you might as well start taking pictures early...

Picture of mommy with spicysk holding the camera and indy pressing the buttons


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It seemed like a good idea at the time...


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So tomorrow we all leave for New York. Then Scott goes off to Dallas to do his photo workshop and hang with friends, and Indy and Mommy hang with my parents ( Read more... )

When Scott goes off on a business trip Indy (my son) and I often stay with my parents. You would think that would give me more time to myself, but you would be wrong. Everytime Indy does something cute, they want to share it with me. When Indy wants to go outside, he makes it known that everyone has to go outside with him. Plus I have to follow ( Read more... )

Indy's slightly deflated Elmo balloon has started floating around the house and completely freaking me out...


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I open the package and take out Hug Monkey. I can't yet buy/accept gifts for the unborn baby that will one day be Indy. I can't yet imagine this pregnancy is real or that I am capable of carrying this baby to term. I am disconnected from it, like it is happening to someone else.

But scottchurch said this gift is for me, not the baby. I take out the little ( Read more... )

He has 10 fingers and 10 toes, blue eyes, and doesn't look anything like me. He kisses with his mouth open, loves trains, and laughs every time he sees a cat. He dances, climbs, and answers every question you ask him with "no". His name is Indy Danger, he is 17 months old, and he is my son ( Read more... )