A Boy and His Bunny

That's right, people. He's a carnivore:



(His eye is red because I had just accidentally stuck my nose in it during an overzealous kiss...) 

A Milestone...sort of

I say "sort of" because it doesn't really count until we see it happen; BUT, Carter's daily school report (pictured) indicated that he rolled over today! I know that he would do some things for the first time at school and instead of at home, and I expected to be sad about that. But I wasn't sad to see that he rolled over at school today. I felt two things:

1) proud that he figured it out, and
2) excited to know that if I lay him on the floor and stare at him, there's a much better chance that he'll do something!

Of course, as soon as we got home, we put Carter on the floor and watched him wriggle, but he didn't manage to roll over. His technique is much better today, so I'm sure it will happen at home anytime now...

A Very Special T

In response to Rachel’s post on the Kimbro blog about their first day back at Sunday School, I offer up the following video taken when we were in Madison for baptism of the Kimbro kids (be sure you have the volume turned up).

Chore Day

Today we completed our annual task of painting our rooftop with aluminum paint. It was a beautiful day, and not too hot, so it was a good day for it, though the sun hitting the highly reflective paint made it a bit rough on the eyes. Carter didn't seem to mind the chore. He slept through most of it!

Things that Aren't Fair

I imagine that this may become a series on unfairness, as there are many, many things that aren't fair. But today, I'll mention just one.

The giant panda at the Atlanta Zoo gave birth this week. This is of special interest to us because Carter's favorite stuffed panda is from the Atlanta Zoo.

Giant pandas are, more or less, human-sized. They are 4-6 feet long and weigh 175-275 pounds, on average. And yet, their babies weigh only about 4 ounces, about the size of a human hand. For those of you who are blissfully unaware, a human baby weighs in at over 7 pounds on average. If you look at the video of the baby panda, you'll see how tiny the baby is compared to the mother. I wonder if the mother even noticed that she was giving birth.

Of course, giant pandas also start to reproduce between 4-8 years of age and only live to be in their late twenties/early thirties, so there are things that aren't fair to the panda too. But still.

On a serious note, there are very few giant pandas left in the world, so we do hope that Lun Lun and her cub are doing well, unfairness aside.

Farewell Sammy

My parents had to put our family cat, Sammy, down today. He lived a very full life and weathered three differently crazy family dogs. Actually, his first name was Goldie when we first got him because we thought he was a girl. When the vet told us otherwise, my mom suggested that we name him Sammy because Sammy Davis Jr. had just died and he had been in a movie called The Golden Boy. (I can't actually find that documented anywhere, but its family lore now, so it matters not.)

Sammy and I had a touch-and-go relationship. Mostly, I wanted to love on him and he wanted nothing to do with me. While this is a trait that most cats have in common when it comes to me, Sammy was somewhat justified in wanting to stay away from me. One morning when I was in high school, Sammy kept climbing in my drawers as I was trying to get dressed. I thought I'd teach him a lesson by shutting him in the drawer for a few minutes. Needless to say, I forgot to open the drawer again. And not only was I gone to school all day, but I spent the night at a friends house. Sammy wailed so loud that he woke my mom up about 3am and she rescued him. He held that grudge for a very long time. Rightly so.

Sammy loved catching birds, rodents and squirrels. Like all cats, he loved boxes and soft places to sleep. Sammy did not like riding in the car, but he loved exploring outside. Sammy was a good cat.

Goodbye Sammy. You will be missed.

Let's Go Braves!

Since we didn't go the game today, we dressed up and cheered on the Braves (at least until bed time). Thanks to Cart-Cart and Nonna for the cute outfit.

Sweet Theodore

Pics below of Carter and his stuffed panda Theodore, so named after a bear that Thomas had as a child. Carter enjoys rolling around with Theodore, holding on to his ears and sucking on his face. We assume that Carter enjoys it anyway. I suppose that he could actually believe that he is fighting for his life against a ferocious bear. But I'm going with the idea that he loves his Theodore. He's so soft.

Bathtime Boy

Bathtime is one of Carter's favorite times. So here's a video of his bath earlier this week - edited down to a minute and a half.

Sizing Up

Carter is growing like a weed and is moving into bigger sizes just as the weather is starting to get cooler. He's still growing in to some things, such as this cute hoodie that Stubbie and Shannon gave him:
But he fits nicely into some other things, such as this cute sweater that Rachel's mom made for him:
He's solidly in 3-6 month sizes now, but we had to buy a 6-9 month size for these footie pajamas because he's so long!