12 weeks

12 weeks.  Have you had enough?  This will be my last weekly post of the Clark man, but definitely not the last of his weekly photo shoots.  I'll post a monthly update from now on, so watch for 4 months in January.


The little guy figured out his laugh last night when we were playing.  It was so contagious that Steve and I were laughing along with him.  He's a strong little dude and is getting more control of his new body.  He likes to talk a lot and gave his grandpa a whole discourse this weekend.  Wish I knew what he was saying!

Happy Turkey Day

Now that we've run the traditional Turkey Trot, we're off to eat turkey and pie.  Steve, Mark, and Amy threw down a mean 10k.  Notice their anguish.  H and I were on the "train as you race" program and got our fill in the 5k.  Clark had to stay home this year, but he'll be in his jogger among all the action next time... 

Caught in the Act

uh...Did that get all over me?  yep.  and the carpet?  yep.

11 weeks

Mr. Clark has been busy testing out his pipes with new "words" and the occasional shout. He's been experimenting with laughter but hasn't perfected it yet.  This morning as I was washing his hair he gave me his best laugh so far. He always has a smile for me and is quite the little flirt. People get a kick out of how he's constantly working his tongue around--no need for a pacifier when you have a tongue! Today he figured out how to roll onto his side from his back. I can't believe how much babies learn in such a short time. 

Call the Fashion Police

Clark in the "Peter Pan" getup (as Steve calls it) I made today.  Kalina strikes again!  I am THE WORST at choosing fabrics for clothing.  Obviously.