The playground calls

Graham loves to swing, whether on one of our laps or in the baby swing. He just giggles and giggles!

Video: A little boy & his balloon

Graham discovered balloons at his friend Eli's 1st birthday party last weekend. Then the nice lady at the grocery story gave him a green balloon. He pulled and pulled and pulled the string to make it bounce and dance in the air. After in deflated some, Graham got even more mileage out of his green balloon on the floor.

Thank goodness it didn't pop at the end!

I'm so rockin'

Graham figured out a while back how to make his Great Grandma Flora's chair rock all on his own.

10 months old and into EVERYTHING!

Making a few phone calls to his people.



Playing peek-a-boo from behind his bedroom door!


Naked crawler and guitar-obsessed baby. He's destined to play that thing!
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You may (or may not) have noticed that we changed the title of Graham's blog to "The Adventures of Captain Curious." That's because our little baby is quickly becoming a boy (sniff, sniff) and seems to be more and more into exploring his surroundings, his voice, his senses, his everything, every single day. It's both exhilarating and tough to keep up! He's a ravenous eater—shredded cheese, beets, asparagus, avocado, and noodles are new favorites—a big smiler and babbler, and loads of fun. His energy and spirit bring the most incredible joy to every day. Seriously, how could Graham be any more fun than he is right now?

We also sense, however, that this energetic little fellow is going to keep us BUSY and running after him from here on out.

He still prefers an Army crawl over a traditional crawl, though he does both sometimes. Graham loves to open and close drawers and doors, and his little fingers have been smushed more than a few times, and with a few tears. (No, no real damage.) He's learning about cause and effect, with his latest discovery being the cool trick of light switches controlling how the light goes ON and OFF. Cool!

Graham is also pulling himself up on anything that he can—people, our couch, the bottom stair (eek). As he does this, we're bracing for the reality that falls are just part of his learning experience, part of what he needs to go through in order to experience success.

Hope you enjoyed the above photos and that you're all brought up-to-date on Graham's life. We can't believe he's already into his 10th month!

10 month doc appt.

Our boy continues to have a head size that ranks him in the 90th percentile (18 inches), while his height and weight are now in the 50th percentile. My back thanks him for his leveled-off weight gain. The stats from this morning's appointment: height=29 inches (up almost 8 inches from his 21.5" at birth) and weight=almost 22 pounds. As always, we are incredibly thankful to have such a healthy boy!

Yay spring!

This weekend it has been a lovely 50-something degrees and sunny. St. Paulites (and Minneapolites) are out in full force, frolicking, happy, walking their dogs, kids splashing in puddles of melting snow, with all of us generally acting like fools who have been cooped up all winter. Of course, we have been.

We celebrated today with a walk along the Mississippi River, Graham riding on Daddy's shoulders, which he loves.

Then it was off to Izzy's Ice Cream, my favorite ice cream spot in the Twin Cities. Graham had his first taste of ice cream today! First flavors were chai and Italian strawberry (the fruit was first marinated in basalmic vinegar). I know those sound like high falutin flavors for a young boy's first taste of ice cream, but it was what mom and dad ordered, and let me just tell you that they were taaaaaasty. We also learned that Izzy's makes a wicked Graham Cracker Ice Cream, which you'd better believe we will be serving at Graham's upcoming 1st birthday party.

Apologies for the poor quality of the last couple of posts; they were taken with my cell phone.

The G-man stands!

Graham is constantly practicing pulling up to standing. He pulls to standing (or at least tries) on the pots of houseplants (yes, he pulled one over the other day, spilling dirt everywhere- fun!), on the couch, mostly on mama or dada's clothes, or pulls out the bottom drawer of his dresser (not sturdy!) and tries to pull himself up there. That's also a really fun option for him because if I hold the dresser drawer steady, then he can also pull out all of his pajamas, throw them in the air and squeal with delight as they land on the floor.

And here he is, standing alone for the first time for more than a few seconds. Yay! He is so proud of himself, and so are we.