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Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Happy Halloween!


Even with Soren's 8 teeth, halloween candy was off limits this year. That didn't stop him from dressing up (thanks MJ for the awesome costume) and partaking in any of the local spooktacular events.



Taking in the festivities at the Minnehaha Falls Halloween Party.


"Buzzing" around with Soren's best buddie Kai.

Friday, October 26, 2007

Welcome Great Pumpkin



Like Linus van Pelt, Soren is eagerly awaiting the arrival of The Great Pumpkin. Some view Linus's lonely vigils, in the service of a being who may or may not exist and who never makes his presence known in any case, as a metaphor for man's basic existential dilemmas. While pondering his own essence of life, Soren stay's fashionably warm with the beautiful handknit sweater made for him by Granny Annie.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Signs that Fall has arrived



I have fallen into the classic Fall image cliche - pulling out the camera at the first sign of a leaf dropping and pumpkins adorning front stoops. Besides, doesn't Soren's toothy grin remind you of classic jack-o-lantern smiles?

Indian Summer




A week and a half ago we bid farewell to our cottage weekend escapes, closing it down for the winter. We took advantage of the glorious weather and strapped Soren into the backpack and hit the hiking trails of Northern Minnesota. Besides hoofing it through the streets of Longfellow neighborhood, this was Soren's first real backwoods experience in the backpack. We were thrilled with Soren's excitement, opening up future dreams of nature based adventures. It certainly helped that the leaves were in perfect fall form with brilliant colors providing wonderful sensory stimuli.

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

9 Month Stats



At 9 months, Soren weighed in at a healthy 21lbs 12oz. This photo reveals our secret to such health - the size of the spoon used during feedings.

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Get out of Jail Free Pass


There are so many milestones in infancy, but none like the ones that throw a curve ball at you. We thought that our little fella was so smart to figure out how to pull himself up and traverse along the edge of couches and crib rails. That smug parental feeling lasted a total of 10 hours, abruptly coming to a halt at 1am, 2am, 3am, etc. when Soren would repeatedly wake up, pull himself up, then cry out from frustration at not knowing how to let himself get back down. Add a jail jumpsuit onsie with the crying, stretched out arm and you have one heck of a heart breaking midlle of the night scenario.

Visiting Grandpa Rupert: Before and After