Wednesday, July 27, 2011

4th of July continued...

We decided to go to the parade in downtown Anchorage for the first time. Normally for the 4th of July we've gone hiking or camping. Um, the parade left something to be desired. But it gave us a chance to snap these amazing photos, so no regrets.

Lincoln, sporting the bib Aunt Becky sent him. That kid knows how to melt any heart.

There was an older couple behind us who thought Lincoln was super cute. Don't blame them. I expect it from people, really. But I was surprised when I was at the grocery store a few days later and I heard from behind me, "Hey! I know that guy!" I continued on my way, not paying any attention to the voice until the guy ran up to the cart and said, "I remember him! I was the one standing behind him with my wife! We were just talking about him yesterday. He is soooo cute!" I was thoroughly surprised that they would remember him and then want to strike up conversation about him at the store. I know Lincoln is cute, but it's always nice when someone else says so and when you know they mean it. Especially strangers because they don't have the familial or friend obligation to say what they know you want to hear.

He's definitely a keeper. We are the luckiest parents in the world. More pictures to come.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Don't be fooled...Lincoln cannot feed himself quite yet. However, one of his favorite things to do after I feed him is chew on his spoon. This is good solid entertainment for atleast 5 minutes. Enough time for me to do a load of dishes, which is working out quite well for us.

A few weeks ago, Matthias made me some sonoran hotdogs (I am spelling that wrong, I am sure). This is what they are:

bacon wrapped around a hot dog

melty cheddar cheese

slices of avocado


I told Matthias that I never want to make regular hotdogs again. Ever!

We decided to give camping a try. Only instead of packing up and driving somewhere, we pitched our tent in the back yard. This was to ensure that we didn't get to the camping site only to find out that Lincoln would be keeping us up all night from being thrown off his nightly groove. Turns out it was a good decision. The little guy fell asleep all right, but woke up several times and just didn't have a great time all around. By 4:30 I was running inside with him and putting him in his crib so I could get a few winks of sleep before the day began. Oh well! We are talking bravely about going somewhere anyway and just dealing with some fatigue. We'll see if it pans out. This is him all bundled up for the night outside. And below is a picture of him trying on a warm, cozy hat to see if it fit so he could wear it if it got super cold. A typical night in Anchorage is somewhere in the low 40's.

I don't think it gets much cuter than this:

Monday, July 4, 2011