"Mommy, my camera won't work, it is full of memories."
Full of memories is right. :)
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Memories
Henry, handing me his digital camera that won't take a picture because the memory card is full, says to me instead...
"Mommy, my camera won't work, it is full of memories."
Full of memories is right. :)
"Mommy, my camera won't work, it is full of memories."
Full of memories is right. :)
Monday, June 22, 2009
Fisher's First Birthday!
Happy Birthday Baby Boy! I can't believe it has been a year already! Sorry about the summer birthday (a few days shy to be official, but it sure feels like summer early this year). This is probably the first of many birthday pictures you will have looking a little warm with pink cheeks. Promise we'll have our fair share of pool parties, parties at the movies, and other places that will keep you cool in years to come.
Ommy and Poppy so graciously hosted the party this year and it really wasn't too bad. If there is a silver lining to the ice storm it is that the trees got thinned out in their back yard and for the first time in years there is beautiful grass growing where there has been bald spots. Poppy grilled turkey burgers and had the best potato salad ever. Ommy worked her magic again and produced a festive cake. The theme was just colorful fun and Ommy made a giant cupcake cake and lots of smaller ones to go with it.
I see Cousin Owen got the "wear patch madras" memo.
Fisher with Granddad.
Let the festivities begin!!
Since Fisher's birthday was on a Wednesday we had his party the weekend before. This is from the morning of his actual birthday. I've taken a picture of the boys on the morning of their birthdays. With Henry they have been a little haphazard so far, just catching something on my phone. But this moment and these pictures are special to me. Fisher and I were the only ones awake in the house and we got to spend a little quiet time together. Just like one year ago today, it was just he and I for a little while until we were with all the others we love.
It has been a wonderful year, we are so glad you are part of our family.
Happy Birthday Sweet Baby Boy!
Beach 2009
Welcome back to Pensacola Beach!
See last year to see how much Henry has grown!
http://henryedwardgibson.blogspot.com/2008/06/beach-2008.html
(ugh, sometimes I can get the hyperlink to work and sometimes I can't).
Henry and Daddy drove down together and spent the week with everyone and Fisher and I flew down the next weekend.
Aunt "WaWa" got us ALL "Bocce Bum" shirts. We never got to make a group photo, we are going to later this summer.
Henry continued his Waterbug ways and added "Biggie Boarding" to his list of athletic prowess.
Much bocce was played, of course.
The Gibson Camp.
When not in the ocean or the pool, Henry could be found in the other large body of water there...Aunt Laura's tub!
Like I said, these first photos were before I got there and I'm not sure what the story is on some of them...but if you know these three guys, then you know it only ends with trouble!
I wasn't there yet, but I hear this was a BIG wipeout, notice the ocean swept hair.
Wipeouts don't deter this kid!
Wiped-out!
Of course, this is nothing new. Henry, June 2007.
Aunt Emily and Uncle Jon.
Did I mention I wasn't there??? This situation involves a concoction called Pasta Stew.
This is the aftermath that was emailed to me from Aunt Emily's phone. Again. Mommy. Not. There.
Yay, finally Fisher and I were on our way! This is what kept him occupied while we were waiting for the plane. Some people found it amusing, some people were looking at me thinking "that baby isn't going to cry on MY plane is he"? Which, by the way, he was a great little traveler, but squirmed so much I felt like I had been mauled by a small bear...but on the ground or in flight, he is a wiggle worm of the highest order!
Mommy Ann and Fisher.
Aunt WaWa and Fisher.
Hello Ocean!
Henry and his new pal Steve digging a hole.
Don't think he's ever had better naps!
Fisher and Mommy Ann on the beach.
The Gibson Brothers are definitely fans of the beach.
ALL the Gibson boys are fans of the beach!
Fisher was definitely a fan of eating sand.
He must get this from his brother. Henry was a sand connoisseur, his favorite was sand coated goldfish, but this particularly messy teething biscuit made a nice medium in which to dip into the white sands.
Fisher was not a fan of the water the first day, but by the second day he had warmed up to it and we couldn't keep him out of it!
Surfing!
Henry got his surfing chops back in '07. He is old school.
Yes, that is Henry, not Fisher. I swear!
Have you ever seen a sleepier surfer?
Farewell lunch at Pegleg Pete's...I think that restaurant must see a little dip in their revenue when this group all goes home.
Good bye Beach Trip '09. Looking for Beach Trip '10!
See last year to see how much Henry has grown!
http://henryedwardgibson.blogspot.com/2008/06/beach-2008.html
(ugh, sometimes I can get the hyperlink to work and sometimes I can't).
Henry and Daddy drove down together and spent the week with everyone and Fisher and I flew down the next weekend.
Aunt "WaWa" got us ALL "Bocce Bum" shirts. We never got to make a group photo, we are going to later this summer.
Henry continued his Waterbug ways and added "Biggie Boarding" to his list of athletic prowess.
Much bocce was played, of course.
The Gibson Camp.
When not in the ocean or the pool, Henry could be found in the other large body of water there...Aunt Laura's tub!
Like I said, these first photos were before I got there and I'm not sure what the story is on some of them...but if you know these three guys, then you know it only ends with trouble!
I wasn't there yet, but I hear this was a BIG wipeout, notice the ocean swept hair.
Wipeouts don't deter this kid!
Wiped-out!
Of course, this is nothing new. Henry, June 2007.
Aunt Emily and Uncle Jon.
Did I mention I wasn't there??? This situation involves a concoction called Pasta Stew.
This is the aftermath that was emailed to me from Aunt Emily's phone. Again. Mommy. Not. There.
Yay, finally Fisher and I were on our way! This is what kept him occupied while we were waiting for the plane. Some people found it amusing, some people were looking at me thinking "that baby isn't going to cry on MY plane is he"? Which, by the way, he was a great little traveler, but squirmed so much I felt like I had been mauled by a small bear...but on the ground or in flight, he is a wiggle worm of the highest order!
Mommy Ann and Fisher.
Aunt WaWa and Fisher.
Hello Ocean!
Henry and his new pal Steve digging a hole.
Don't think he's ever had better naps!
Fisher and Mommy Ann on the beach.
The Gibson Brothers are definitely fans of the beach.
ALL the Gibson boys are fans of the beach!
Fisher was definitely a fan of eating sand.
He must get this from his brother. Henry was a sand connoisseur, his favorite was sand coated goldfish, but this particularly messy teething biscuit made a nice medium in which to dip into the white sands.
Fisher was not a fan of the water the first day, but by the second day he had warmed up to it and we couldn't keep him out of it!
Surfing!
Henry got his surfing chops back in '07. He is old school.
Yes, that is Henry, not Fisher. I swear!
Have you ever seen a sleepier surfer?
Farewell lunch at Pegleg Pete's...I think that restaurant must see a little dip in their revenue when this group all goes home.
Good bye Beach Trip '09. Looking for Beach Trip '10!
Nature Boy
Or he likes to proclaim these days "Naked Boy". What is it about little boys...as soon as they are out of diapers and into underwear they feel liberated and want to remain that way. With Spring and warm weather comes....The Streaker of Cooper Drive!
Pablo and the Bucket
Aunt Whitney's horse has made an appearance on this blog before...
http://henryedwardgibson.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-pal-pablo.html
(OMG, Henry is so little!)
But this time it is with a purpose! Aunt Whitney is going to teach Henry how to take care of a horse this summer! (Because his new phrase that sends me into hysterical laughter is "I want a motorcycle and a horse", actually it is more like "horshe"...and he he is much more likely to get the later, even though both are mother-terrifying-nailbiting-emergency room inducing items...and this isn't going to happen anytime soon.)
Anyway, I digress. Our first trip...
Getting his first lesson.
How awesome is this? Aunt Whitney even got and customized a bucket and brushes for him.
Adorable.
Thanks Aunt Whit!
How's that Pablo?
After all his "hard work", he got to go for a little ride.
Mr. Bossy Pants Future Trainer kept yelling for the girl working out the horse in the ring to JUMP.
Such a natural.
http://henryedwardgibson.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-pal-pablo.html
(OMG, Henry is so little!)
But this time it is with a purpose! Aunt Whitney is going to teach Henry how to take care of a horse this summer! (Because his new phrase that sends me into hysterical laughter is "I want a motorcycle and a horse", actually it is more like "horshe"...and he he is much more likely to get the later, even though both are mother-terrifying-nailbiting-emergency room inducing items...and this isn't going to happen anytime soon.)
Anyway, I digress. Our first trip...
Getting his first lesson.
How awesome is this? Aunt Whitney even got and customized a bucket and brushes for him.
Adorable.
Thanks Aunt Whit!
How's that Pablo?
After all his "hard work", he got to go for a little ride.
Mr. Bossy Pants Future Trainer kept yelling for the girl working out the horse in the ring to JUMP.
Such a natural.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Phone Photo Roundup
I did this once before, I love catching all the little moments on my camera phone when I don't have my big camera around....
Art time!
The Artiste.
And like a good Mommy, it is hanging up in my office. Ed has one in his too. He is a prolific artist.
Another sleeping picture. My favorite!
Playing with my iPhone waiting for me to get done getting my hair done.
(Update: Once again living up to his nickname "Old One Sock")
Not great manners in a restaurant, but stinking cute.
Not sure if those photos directly relate to these or not....
I was in the kitchen one day and Fisher was playing on the floor in the next room. I kept hearing a funny noise and didn't recognize it as a toy or anything, so I went to go check, Fisher had climbed up (!) on top of the table and was banging the blinds. The boy does loves to look out of a window!
Henry saw this button in my car sometime after Christmas and asked if that is the button you use for holidays. :) Wonder if he gets why we are using it all the time lately?
Henry has gotten on a kick where here wants to call dinner a snack. He doesn't care if it is dinner food, he just likes calling it a snack. If he has a snack later on that is called a snack too, I'm not sure what his aversion to the word dinner is, but as long as he eats something nutritious I don't care what he calls it. A couple times lately he's wanted to eat outside and have a "dinner snack picnic"...again, eat your food and its all fine with me!
When you have multiple teeth coming in at the same time I'm sure a cold marble countertop really is nice to chew on.
I have no words.
Art time!
The Artiste.
And like a good Mommy, it is hanging up in my office. Ed has one in his too. He is a prolific artist.
Another sleeping picture. My favorite!
Playing with my iPhone waiting for me to get done getting my hair done.
(Update: Once again living up to his nickname "Old One Sock")
Not great manners in a restaurant, but stinking cute.
Not sure if those photos directly relate to these or not....
I was in the kitchen one day and Fisher was playing on the floor in the next room. I kept hearing a funny noise and didn't recognize it as a toy or anything, so I went to go check, Fisher had climbed up (!) on top of the table and was banging the blinds. The boy does loves to look out of a window!
Henry saw this button in my car sometime after Christmas and asked if that is the button you use for holidays. :) Wonder if he gets why we are using it all the time lately?
Henry has gotten on a kick where here wants to call dinner a snack. He doesn't care if it is dinner food, he just likes calling it a snack. If he has a snack later on that is called a snack too, I'm not sure what his aversion to the word dinner is, but as long as he eats something nutritious I don't care what he calls it. A couple times lately he's wanted to eat outside and have a "dinner snack picnic"...again, eat your food and its all fine with me!
When you have multiple teeth coming in at the same time I'm sure a cold marble countertop really is nice to chew on.
I have no words.
Just a Blur
I can't blame this on my broken lens...this is just a low light situation and a baby who is walking like a champ. He started out like a drunken sailor and has graduated into a high stepping Frankenstein recently. He is fast and having fun. Even though these pictures are blurry, I love the spirit of them. He is definitely a boy on the go.
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