Glamour Shots

The past few weeks, Kim and I have given Murrow another bad haircut, he’s been so itchy that he’s scratched up most of his body, his nose has been running non-stop, and he’s been drooling all over the place. Yet, with all that, he’s still the cutest little kid to ever walk this planet. Photo proof attached.


Murrow is obsessed with bubbles. It got its start early-on with the automated bubble-o-matic from Oma and Opa and accellerated with the bubble horn from Grandma and Grandpa. He chases them around popping them, then tries to blow a few himself with sporadic success. He’s even gotten in the habit of saying “pop” every time he catches one.

MLK Day with Poppa

Coming off of the family-wide outbreak of the stomach flu, MLK Day was a perfect day for Murrow and Poppa to get out of the house and have some fun. It was a freezing, but beautiful, day at the Sculpture Park. Murrow loved running around Alexander Calder’s Eagle…something about a massively spikey orange hunk of iron gets the boy excited.

After warming up in the car and taking a 2 hour nap in his car seat (Poppa was very, very bored), we were off to the Seattle Center for some gospel music in honor of MLK. Although the choir was good, it couldn’t hold his attention for long, so it was off to more running, a stint at the arcade and lunch. Murrow enjoyed eating lunch using a booster seat instead of a highchair, but it won’t happen again for awhile, since he tried to launch himself off of it.

Photos after the jump

Playing Catch-up

For some reason the kiddo doesn’t slow down growing up while I slack on not updating the site. Here’s a few things he’s done since the last batch I posted. He’s starting to put two words together “Jazzy down” and “Veggie Booty”. He can now use some doorknobs. He’s switched from looking like an old man in some photos to looking like a slacker teenager.

A Visit from Uncle Two Belts and Auntie In A Box

One of these days D&d will succeed in living in the same city/state/country…possibly even home…and have Cousin Two Belts Jr. We like to think of their visits in Seattle as training for that day (hiding in a box and watching him run around screaming).

Bed Time for Bonzo

When I walked into his room this morning, Murrow was very keen on the idea of climbing out of bed himself. He didn’t succeed, but he did get his foot over the rail, and that was enough to convince me that it was time to switch the crib into a toddler bed.

Murrow watched as Gary transformed his new sleeping digs, and he really enjoyed climbing into and out of bed. But sleeping in it… well that’s an entirely different matter. We’re hoping it happens at some point tonight. We’re at least prepared to walk into a very destroyed room in the morning.

Christmas Spectacular

And how! The gifting extravaganza started early with Jasmine bringing what seemed like a carload of presents for Murrow (a couple for us, too). The crazy Curious George train remains one of Mo’s favorites, and loudest as well.

Christmas Eve night, we each opened one one gift (as is tradition in our house), and Murrow found a very, ahem, energetic key toy from Uncle Jeff and Aunt Alison.

Christmas morning, the rest of the gift tonnage descended, so much so that we had to break up the work into two shifts. Uncle Two Belts and Aunt Diane helped out with the early shift, the one in which Murrow re-enacted that scene from the Christmas Story. You know, the one with the bunny suit.

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Playing Catch-up

The one big negative about not posting as often as I previously did is that I can’t wax poetic about every new thing Murrow’s done. For instance, take these recent photos. For one, Murrow has started holding hands with folks while walking (so cute when it is Abbie). Also, he’s learned the fine arts of bucket-standing (a family tradition) and bubble-watching.

Double the Grandparents

Murrow had a big surprise this weekend when his grandma and grandpa dropped by…before then, he just figured that he had one momma, one poppa, one grandma and one grandpa. We’re sure he appreciates the appeal of having multiple grandparents to indulge him…every kid only needs one mean momma and poppa, but the more grandparents the better.

Grandma proved that taking lots of pictures is a universal trait and since we didn’t have our camera at the time, but I hope they’re checking the blog and send Kim a couple snapshots of us trying to keep Murrow still enough to pose for a picture. Update: Kim’s family sent one of the group shots, see it after the jump.

See the family photo

Out and About

Murrow is a small guy living in a small house, but if he spent all day cooped up in it, we’re pretty sure he’d be insane before hitting kindergarten. Thankfully Jazzy buzzes him around town going to different spots like the zoo, aquarium, science center, parks, the bakery, community centers, bookstores, library … basically anyplace that will tolerate a running and screaming kiddo like Murrow.