A Day in the Snow.

It snowed last night/early this morning, so I decided to get Andersen out of the house in my attempt to divert him from his latest obsession...watching CARS all day long. I put his hat and gloves on (the coat remained on the steps in the garage) and he made his way out of the garage and down the driveway...
but he didn't get very far before he slipped and landed on his bum. Converse probably aren't the best snow shoes. He said, "It's icy." The gloves are too big, so he eventually ditched those.
He actually slipped twice, but then he got the hang of it. After I shoveled the driveway, I attempted to build him a snowman. I've never made one before, so I figured the smaller, the better.
Here he his looking at the snowman...not totally sure what to think of it.
Then he decides to befriend the snowman,
and pick it up,
but his head falls off. He's still content on carrying the remains, but...
he only gets to the garage before the body falls off and crashes to the floor. This sent him into hysterics, so I quickly rebuilt "Frosty". The newly repaired Frosty found a new home on the back deck so Daddy could see it when he got home from work. (didn't take a picture of that.)
He was soaking wet from his falls, so when we came inside I stripped him of the wet clothes and he warmed himself up under some blankets. I went and made him a sandwich and when I returned to get him, he was...
sound asleep!

Picture Tag

This is the 4th picture in my 4th folder. It was taken in August of 2006 at Park City. We (granny and grandpa, teresa, rachelle and tim and gang, and our family) rented a nice town home for the week and had a Louw family vacation. (Keith wasn't able to make it.) This was Andersen's first real "vacation". We played tennis, went swimming, walked around the town and got ice cream, went shopping at the outlets, and went down the alpine slide. This picture was taken just after we made it safely down the slide. Charl had been before and went faster than me. I was a little cautious because Charl scared me by telling me I could fly off the track if i went too fast. Hmmm...did he just want to make sure he beat me??? None the less...it was still fun. Anders was 3 months so he waited at the bottom with grandpa and Rachelle (who was 7 months pregnant with Gwen). We'll have to take him when he gets a little older. Fun times!

My face looks fat in this picture.

Things I Want To Remember

Charl has funny names for baby items.

we say binki, he says mouthpiece

we say car seat, he says baby seat

we say bib, he says apron

There is some logic to his terminology, but it still sounds funny.

Tonight Andersen had a couple of 1st.

The first thing new he did tonight was pee in the potty. Before his bath I've been putting him on the potty to get him familiar with the toilet. Since Charl usually bathes him, this has only happened maybe 4 or 5 times. As expected, he never does anything (except try to put his feet inside...it took him a few tries to figure out how to sit on it). Tonight, however he got a bath right after drinking a full glass of milk. I put him right on the potty and he let it rip. I said, "Yea, you did it!" He smiled from ear to ear. It was really cute. A few days later, he pooped in his diaper as he usally does in the late morning. So I took the diaper off and dumped the poop in the potty and set him on the potty again. He looked down, while sitting, and noticed something in the bottom of the water and he said, "stinky rocks." I got him down and we flushed, and he said, "bye stinky rocks." He thinks he poops rocks.

The second thing new for Andersen was he said, "YES." For those who Anders, you know that he is very good at saying NO. I have never heard him say "yes" to anything. Even if I ask him if he wants "chocolate milk" he never says "yes", instead he'll just run and get a cup and wait by the fridge door. He lets his actions do the talking. Well tonight we were watching Andy Roddick play in US Open. There was an exciting point and Charl yelled, "YES! HE GOT IT!" Andersen, too, got caught up in the excitement and yelled, "YES!" just like his daddy. At least now I know he can say that word.

How NOT to eat an ice cream cone!

Charl's high school friend brought his family to our house for a visit. Charl loves ice cream so we always have it in the freezer. He made all the kids an ice cream cone. Since chocolate varieties are my favorite, that's what we had...Rocky Road to be exact. I told Charl to take Anders' shirt off or put a bib on him. (In one ear and out the other.) This is definitely how NOT to eat an ice cream cone. Enjoy.


If you concentrate hard enough, you just might get it all over you. You should NOT concentrate when eating an ice cream cone.Andersen is probably thinking, "The more I get on my face and arms, the more I'll have to enjoy later."
When he was finished he got hosed down (literally) and then he got a bath. Any suggestions on how to get this shirt CLEAN???