spoiled baby

A few bonus pictures of the Grandersons . . . 

My mom insisted that Bo needed more toys, and we went on a toy hunt.  Unfortunately the aisles at Babies R' Us/Toys R' Us were the worst . . . everything was plastic and obnoxious and looked like it was going to break in a minute and really not anything I wanted in my house.  So now my new stop for baby toys will be stores like TJ Maxx and Tuesday Morning.  We found some nice things there (it was a bit of a treasure hunt), including a wood Noah's Ark that I thought was awesome, although a choking hazard.  We'll wait a few more months before he can play with that.  So we came home with stacking rings, stacking cups, a shape sorter, and a bathtub toy, and of course miscellaneous other items.  Although I was opposed to bringing more 'junk' into our house, Bo has enjoyed his new things.  

Coco and Grandad playing with the new toys.  This is before Matt and I went to a movie and they let Bo stay up an hour after his bedtime.  The spoiling starts already. . . 

Waiting for a table . . . and getting walked around by Grandad so that the patrons don't have to hear his cries.  This was also the first time Bo actually ate with us - he downed an entire banana and then sat and played so well while we finished our meal.  

Showing Coco how well he can eat.  Bo used to put his hand in his mouth after every bite and it was just a really messy experience (flicking food all over us).  I read somewhere not to let your kid do this . . . so while I was dubious about trying to correct a baby, Matt and I worked on taking his hand out of his mouth and telling him no.  After a couple days he quit.  I'm not sure if this is because he learned not to or he just doesn't anymore . . . it's kind of amazing what babies can learn.  Bo also got a bite of doughnut while my parents were here . . . corrupting my child with sugar!