• Casey is now knocking on closed doors.  Makes a little fist and everything.  Not entirely sure why.  Lesli believes this is because Casey noticed Lesli knocks on the door of the people she nannies for and they open the door.  It does make me wonder, though - what does she expect to happen there?  Who does she expect to open the door?
• She knows how to turn on and off her CD player.  She has one that is loaded with a CD that plays lullabies, and has learned how to press play, pause, and increase the volume.  Which is about as much fun as you can imagine.
• Speaking of doors, as I mentioned before, she’s actually gotten quite good at closing doors.  Which can turn into quite the fruitless exercise.

That is all.  I’ll post some videos soon, I swear.  Good times.

This is a less interesting post than the last one, if only because the point of it is only to put another one of our little web cam videos on this blog, so that others who aren’t on Facebook can see it (e.g. Lesli’s mom - hi Lesli’s Mom!).

So, without further ado, here’s yet another video of you being silly.

You are…  a little ham.

In this video, you and I, we just, I dunno.  You’re my foil, something I’m sure you’ll be for the rest of your life.

The craziest part is that, well, I’m not the one who stops the video rolling.  You are.  And, your mom watched the video, and while she was, you actually managed to do all of the tricks I was asking you to do, when I asked you to during the video.   That’s not fair - in fact that’s actually kind of devilish and cheeky.

I assume this’ll be a trend in our future dealings…

-oz

In what is probably the weirdest thing I’ve ever, ever seen, you managed to turn one right beneath our eyes.

We looked at your baby pics, the ones we’ve kept on our mantle; there’s this frame we have that has a holder for a small-ish picture for each one of your months along with a larger one for your year old picture.  Your pictures look amusing from birth till about three months: but each one after that looks pretty much the same.  Your face fills out, then gets a little more “normal person” looking.  Your hair grows further from a  nest-like ‘fro to a mop of curls that would be four times their length were they straight.

Your four teeth haven’t been joined by any others quite yet but you are certainly teething.  And drooling.

You say a few words but they’re not quite there yet.  You know who I am and call me “dadadada” and you call Lesli “maaaaaaaaaaaaa”.  You know new baby tricks like dancing when we ask you to, blowing kisses, and walking all over the place with reckless abandon.

A year.  It’s hard to believe it went by so fast.  More pictures soon.

Love always,
-Oz