Where's Dada?

Computer Mediated Communication. That's where. Yes, Daddy Zog has class every Monday night until quite late, so Mondays are Mommy-Baby date night. Sometimes we go to the store; other times we just come home and play. Last night baby Zog decided to give Mommy a run for her money. In the course of an hour, he tried to eat my running shoes, mashed nutrigrain bar so far into the rug that it's gonna just have to stay there, poured the entire contents of his sippy cup onto the floor, looked up my dress a little too inquisitively, pulled my hair, coughed green beans all over my face (which he found hilarious), drank his bath water out of his shampoo cup, and stuck his hand into a flushing toilet. All of this while constantly looking around the house and saying "Dada?"

The funny thing is that he did all of this with a happy spirit and I actually found most of it rather amuzing. I'm sure it's becuase I actually got a good night's sleep sunday night, but I thought it was funny to watch him explore how things work. He really was a good boy last night -- just a curious one. It's true that you learn from your children. Mama Zog has now learned to put her shoes away, only eat nutrigrain bars in the kitchen, and to close the lid to the toilet before flushing (which really is safer anyway). I'll have to be sure to pass these tips to Dada Zog before my girls' night out on Thursday!

New Chair

Baby Zog got an early birthday present in the mail this week. His very own chair! It's been the center of attention around here and he understands that he is supposed to sit in it, but he can't figure out how to launch himself backward into the chair. So, most days he tries to sit a few time and then just gives up and piles his toys onto the chair instead. Click here to see a video of Baby Zog attempting to sit in his chair. Thank you Anie! Baby Zog loves his chair and Mama and Daddy Zog love trying to teach him to sit in it.

Missing Photo Albums

For anyone looking for the photo album links that used to be on this site (okay, so this post is really just for Baby Zog's grandmothers) the links were not working, so I've taken them down. I'm switching to a google-based format so the albums I create from now on should always work. For the time being, I threw together an album with pics from the first 11 months of Baby Zog's life to hold you over until the end of September when the September pics will be up. Sorry for the wait!

Please Hold for Baby Zog

Yesterday the family Zog ventured into the cell phone store to take a peek at things. New phones are definitely in our future (especially for Mama Zog since a certain baby broke the antenna off my Treo!). Baby Zog had to touch everything in the store. Yes, EVERYTHING. So, Daddy Zog eventually held him - weedwacker style - and just walked up and down the aisles so he could leave his sticky, nutri-grain infused fingerprints on every product they offered. Why are babies so interested in adult gizmos and gadgets? He never acts this way in the toy aisle at Target.

To Shoe or Not to Shoe

Before Baby Zog was born, I very rarely asked for help or opinions from anyone. Well, times have changed. I need to know the answer to a very important question and I hope you parents of older babies will help me out here. Read closely here becuase this is crucial:

When does it stop being acceptable for my child to go barefoot in public? He wears shoes every day to school, but on the weekends he likes to be barefoot. He's almost 11 months old. So, one would think, he's still a baby so it's okay. On the other hand, he walks now. So does that make him a big boy who should wear shoes at all times? (Of course, if he's barefoot, we don't let him just stroll through Target - yucky!) Then there's the whole "no shirt, no shoes, no service" posting on local establishments. When does that start to apply to Baby Zog? Please post a comment and help me!!!

Humbly yours,
Mommy Zog