Play Dough

Sam and I made play dough this week.

We made the cooked kind, and used gel food coloring to get the awesome colors. When I took the pot off the stove to stir it and pour it out onto the wax paper I showed it to Sam. I said, "It's playdough!" He said, "Dat's not playdough. Dat's dinner!"

Thankfully, no playdough has been consumed...yet.

Lemonade for Sale!

A friend of mine from our photography group hosted a lemonade stand photoshoot and asked me to help with a few of the details. It turned out really pretty and the kids had fun. Sam was kind of whiny until the very end, then he decided to be a good sport and play lemonade stand for us so we could get some pics!

We Have This Game

I'm starting to wonder if Sam's going to be a bit of a daredevil. Every morning, after breakfast, he and I play this game: Sam gets on the couch, crawls to the center, lays down, rolls off the couch, I catch him and hilarious squealing and cackling ensues. We do this over and over and over.

And half the time I forget what he's up to when he starts crawling up on the couch - I'll help him up thinking he just wants to play with the pillow that has the button on it, and then before I know it, he's rolling at me, eyes wide, mouth open, ready for some sort of pint-sized adreneline-rush. Daddy snapped these pictures of our wild-man the other morning. Oh little Sam, what do you have in store for us?

Happy New Year

Happy New Year everyone!

Sam had a great first day of 2010 - Gram and Pops came over for dessert and coffee to help us complete our New Year's Day celebration.
They brought gifts for Sam...of course they did, right? Because it's been, what, less than a week since they last gave him presents. Somebody's getting spoiled - it's peach puffs, cheesy snacks and best of all, another BALLOON!  Food and balloons - no better way for Sam to start off the new year!

Happy New Year!

Love,

The Strakas

The Kid Loves Music

Sam loves music - and shiny things.
This kept him occupied for a while in the kitchen yesterday so that I could get a start on dinner.  This bowl makes a really, unique sound when you strike it with a metal baby spoon.  Not a sound I would describe as soothing.  And yet, a sound more pleasant than a fussy baby. 
Look at those little red knees.  Poor baby.  And look at those cheeks - couldn't you just eat him up!