Deadhead?

Uncle Doug Menke has a shirt like that!

Solid food

Blocks, food, what's the difference?

Spring in Yonkers

We had beautiful weather over the weekend so we went to the park on Sunday after church. Like many items of clothing, Isaiah's hat has gotten mysteriously small (and not because dad sometimes does the laundry).

Isaiah got to wander around barefoot in the grass and infield dirt, chase the ball and watch the kickball players, football game, fishing, bicycle riders and many other people out enjoying the warm, sunny afternoon.

Boxing Day

Babies have more fun than should be allowed.

Easter 2009

Isaiah got new clothes for Easter. Here's the family photo.

How does he do that?

First Uncle Pete. Now Grandpa. How does that thing make all those noises?

Look at the large version of the picture. Isaiah's eyes are almost popping out.

Walk and roll

Aunt Clare is the best. She lends two hand for one of Isaiah's favorite activities, walking around the house.

Joyful Noises

The young virtuoso graces us with song....as long as inspiration lasts, that is.

Spoonerism

Will Isaiah be handy in the kitchen? We don't know, yet, but he does love his utensils.

Hanging out in the Village

Isaiah checks in with Uncle Pete during his gig Tuesday at the Greenwich Village Bistro.

Magical

Isaiah loves the colorful spheres floating in the air. I can only imagine how much fun he'll have blowing his own bubbles.

Square meal

Solid food? Tastes horrible, according to Isaiah. Toys? Nothing yummier.

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!)