Pictures of Griffin in his little cage. He doesn't like being in there very long. Each time I put him in, he's really into the new environment for about 5 minutes before he realizes that I'm not in there with him.

Griffin nearly always tries to grab my spoon while I'm feeding him and just feed himself already. Even my backup spoon got swiped. He is very fast.

This was just a funny photo. Griffin was trying to play with the camera. I was showing him the flash pop up and decided to snap some shots of him this way. He was cracking up. Turns out, I'm in them too and it looks like we're spinning on the teacups at Disneyworld or something. 

It is true that we rarely post anymore, just because things are very busy. I did want to post a few pictures of Griffin from the past month or so. Here is is actually humoring me. He is not big on getting his image captured these days. Too many other interesting things to look at. 

Griffin still doesn't crawl, but he's big on standing (while holding something). Here he is playing on the activity table.

Deer in headlights.

We got Griffin a little bath that fits in the bath, and it is working very nicely so far. He likes it, and it makes it safer and easier to get the crusty little boy clean without strife. He'd spent all day in the bath if he could.

When Griffin would not let me cook dinner because he wanted my undivided attention, I gave him his own pot to play with and he did so for an hour.

Nice hairstyle. We think his hair is going to be curly AND frizzy.

Too cute. I'm probably not going to be able to dress my little boy in a little tied hat for too much longer, so I must do it often now. hehe.

This is as close as Griffin is getting to crawling. He bends forward to reach stuff onto his hands, but gives up pretty early. The top shot is of me catching him in the act. He won't go for it if sees us watching him since he'd prefer it is we just get things for him :) Once he sees that we aren't paying attention, he tries to get the object of desire by himself.

Time flies. Turns out we haven't posted for almost a month, and those who are still hanging on, with faith that we are in fact still here get to see multiple posts today. I've collected some images over the past month and will do my best to summarize all that is going on here.

I'm busy with art (been working on a new book, gallery pieces, and ad projects and such) and of course busy with Griffin when he's not at day care. Eric has been busy (as expected) at Hopkins and is rarely around these days, though when he is, we make the best of it. Griffin now has two teeth, still claps when I enter the room or daddy comes home, is starting to taste some of our grown-up foods, get excited and kicks his feet when we are about to go upstairs because he thinks he's getting a bath (loves them), cries bloody murder out of frustration when a toy doesn't work the way he thinks it should, and is not sleeping through the night (mostly our fault). 

He is also not yet crawling. 

This is actually pretty normal, since we've been told lots of kids go straight to walking these days, now that babies are advised not to sleep on their stomachs anymore. But Griffin would really rather do anything than work to get to a favorite toy. He doesn't even roll towards them anymore. Just gives up. Here and there we see a glimmer in his eye and he reaches a little too far and falls on his big head. So maybe crawling will come soon.

Griffin likes to play with his feet and pull off his socks. He cannot keep them on. We bought little shoes in the hopes they would help keep his socks on. They do not.

Griffin's cheeks get fatter each day.

Griffin like to eat Mum Mums, a cracker his Grandma Zollars found at Whole Foods that basically dissolves between his little gnawing gums. 

Griffin woke up at midnight just as Christmas begun. He was unusually awake and ready to play. He was laughing at everything, so I threw on his little elf hat and started snapping away. Poor babies who have no control over what their parents do to them. 

I posted so many because I think I have a good forty pictures of him cheesing it up for 20 minutes. 

Then he stopped smiling and started getting really serious about a piece of lint on the carpet. He loves lint way more than Christmas toys.

Poor Fin doesn't get the concept of Christmas just yet.

Here he is with Grandma Z looking at his Great Aunt's ornaments! He liked the tree and its decorations quite a bit too.

Here Griffin is posing in the wrapping paper from all the gifts we wrapped and then opened in his name.

This week Griffin's day care was closed for the holidays, so he was at home. But he did have some visitors. Megan was here for a couple of days, and aunt Erin was here to watch Griffin a couple of days while I got a bit done. Above, Griffin is happy as can be making a mess while eating.

Here, Griffin had just arrived back from a long walk with Erin. He LOVES walks and being outside, even if it isn't so evident in this photo.

Here he's coming back from a walk with me, sporting his other winter hat.

A happy, slobbery baby playing with Big Ern.

Evidence of Griffin's two teeth, as discovered on Christmas. Eric endearingly calls them "rat teeth" because he says he knows what rat teeth feel like. nice. They do feel unnecessarily sharp.

Griffin has been photographed professionally a few times this season. A local children's boutique, Bediboo, had mini-sittings with local photographer Ashley Layfield, so we went one morning in early December. I just took Fin all in white for some simple shots, but he didn't smile until his favorite blue bunny entered the scene. Most of the pictures are like those below - staring as if he's just woken up.  In Griffin's defense, he had just woken up.

I did not know until recently that daycare actually takes "school" pictures. So here is Fin's first "school" picture.

And we had to take him to get his first Santa picture. Part of me wanted more drama than this, like a funny expression, or some memorable antics. But Griffin is still good with new people. I just thought Santa might have been strange enough to throw him for a loop.