Living and Growing

Today is Sam's 1st birthday, we had his party yesterday. He was in a great mood for it. I'll post some more later, but I wanted to get this down while I was thinking about it.

We gave him a cupcake to smash, and smash it he did. At least until he realized the icing was sticking to his hand, at which point he flipped right the crap out. He starting waving his hand around to get it off. So I flipped it upside down so he could eat it w/o the icing getting on his hand. Sam was extra careful of the dangerous icing of doom so he did this:



That's right, eating it like a dog.

He never would have cut it as one of Gideon's men.

Sam had cottage cheese for the first time today. I was eating it for breakfast (instead of my usual Cheerios) when he came over and opened his little mouth for some of daddy's breakfast.

First bite:
He makes a face that clearly says "I was not expecting this"

Second bite:
He smiles.

Third bite:
He smiles and claps.

Fourth bite:
He looks at me with a smile that clearly says "you don't get anymore old man".





































Clearly he hasn't got the memo that pink is for girls. Even if he did, he can't read yet.

Sam has a cute, cuddly stuffed animal in the shape of a puppy. And he's terrified of it. It used to be that you could put it in front of anywhere you didn't want him and he'd stay away from it. Now he's worked up the courage to bat it out of the way quickly. So one day last week he was playing and spotted the puppy of doom nearby. Not wanting such a vile thing anywhere near him he picks the puppy up and flings it as hard as he can. The only problem with this strategy is that he lets the puppy go while his arm is still on the way up, so the puppy flies straight up and lands right next to him, touching his leg. Sam, horrified at the proximity of the terrible puppy lets out a scream of terror and crawls away faster than he ever has in his life.