Call and response

Camera operator: Marian. Prompter: Liz.

Another day at the office

Isaiah and Marian surprised me last week when I forgot my lunch at home. He didn't write any headlines, but he sure drew attention with his baby noises and cute face.

You can't stop him

You can only hope to contain

AND distract him.

Progress toward crawling is frustrating. Isaiah's strong, but he hasn't quite coordinated the arms, legs and head. But he's trying. In the meantime, he'd rather just walk (with somebody holding him up).

He wants to move. The pictures above are a possible solution tried at Grandma Tascio's. We'll see.

Two dudes

Two dudes in the Bronx checking themselves out in a mirror. Nice hat!

Face bulldozing

Everybody's doing the locomotion

First food

The message is: Don't give me avacado. I want cake. (It's worth clicking on the final image to see a bigger version.)

Next year he'll be one of the speakers (one of the scheduled speakers, that is).

On Saturday Isaiah and Mom attended the 4th Annual Divine Mercy Conference in the Bronx.  Last year, Isaiah attended the same conference (and the World Apostolic Congress on Mercy in Rome) but was a little less visible--and audible.  This year he had the distinction of being the youngest participant in attendance, which of course garnered him much attention and many blessings.  Mom kept him as serene as possible, but his many happy chatterings seemed especially appropriate since so much of this year's conference focused on the need to protect all the new little lives in our country.  (Mom's editor on the D.M. website took the picture.  Thanks, Felix!)

Playpen days may soon be upon us...

But for now, we still need a padded landing strip and a pair of helping hands nearby.

Ashes, Ashes, We All Crack Up!

Isaiah received his first imposition of ashes last week but was unable to conceal his mirth when asked whether he was going to make a Lenten sacrifice.

New tricks

Isaiah (pictured with Aunt Liz) wants to stand up. Forget the sitting, the crawling, the tummy. He makes himself as stiff as a board when we grab his hands and demands to be pulled to his feet.

He's grabbing at things, including Marian's hair as she walked in front of us in church. He reaches for you when you walk by, begging to be lifted off the floor.

The single tooth on the bottom is very good at chewing books to bits.

He easily passes items from hand to hand, and last night he briefly held a tennis ball in his left hand.

It's hard to keep up.

Other kids have great toys

Not only does Brody have lots of neat toys, but he also has his own bedroom. Isaiah had a great time sticking as many new things as possible in his mouth.

He's getting much stronger on his hands and knees and can get his belly off the floor. He wants to move, but that part is still unsolved. He's also reaching for things he wants, including Marian's hair when went for the imposition of ashes at church tonight.

Reading

Uncle Paul is known for his yarns, but Aunt Liz is an excellent storyteller, too. Note that Paul is very interested in the book, too.

The bedroom sessions

Isaiah was fascinated while Pete practiced Sunday at Grandma's. He showed a real appreciation for jazz guitar, although he tried to eat the instrument once the playing was done.

Oblivious

When Isaiah's awake, the hat in the eyes is highly annoying to him and anyone within earshot. When's he's asleep, it's just funny.

Prince Street, NYC

Isaiah's so cute, people offer to photograph him even when I'm not asking the to.

It's hard to impress a cat

Maybe it's instinct, but Edie stayed far away from the grabbing hand and slobbery tongue this evening.

Mobility

Peekaboo

Isaiah peeks out from the sling while Marian tries to work around the house. Two days ago he figured out how to roll back after turning onto his tummy. Yesterday I watched him roll to his stomach, grab a stuffed animal and roll back.