Oh, No He Di'nt...

Oh, yes he did. This photo was taken a couple of weeks ago when the weather became strangely warm for a couple of days. I turned my back for two seconds to grab the soccer ball while apparently Lucas was making a b-line for this puddle. I took the photo after he had emerged from the calf-deep pool.

He was wet all the way up to his crotch and happy as can be (that is, until about half an hour later when he started to feel cold and "sticky" then refused to sit in the stroller and preferred to slosh his way home on foot).

Pretending To Eat Like A Bunny

By the way, pictures of cousin Liam are being continually updated. Check out our previous post and click on the link to view his web album!

A Taste Of Heaven

Meet Lucas's first cousin, Liam Elian Antonio (three names for the total number of days Tia was in labor)! Born on 2/22 at 2:22 p.m. (!), weighing 6 lbs. 2 oz. and measuring 18 in. long.

Isn't he beautiful? We're smitten and can't wait for them to get home to us! It feels great to be a tio and a tia to this precious little boy!

Wanna see more? Click here.

Snow!

According to Lucas, yesterday we made a "snow house," "snow balls," and a "snow man" (who quickly turned into the likeness of a snow buddha after he hacked at it with the shovel).

Meet Our New Baby

Our sweet girl is here! We welcomed our little bundle of love via UPS on Thursday at 8:30 p.m., weighing in at around 40 lbs. and measuring 17 1/4 x 17 19/32 x 29 29/32 inches!

In the very short time that she's been with us, she's already given us so much joy. Though we'll still have to trek it to the laundromat once a week for regular loads, we've been singing Steve Wonder's "Isn't She Lovely?" all night and day because having her in the apartment will allow us to more easily and affordably enter the brave new world of cloth diapering -- 6.6 lbs. at a time of these little beauties, to be exact:

So far Lucas hasn't paid too much attention to the new addition to our family. He was just glad that she came with the lovely gift of an extra large box for hours upon hours of pretending to be a train running through a tunnel:

Oldie But Goodie

We were cleaning out old pictures from Papi's work computer when we came across this forgotten video, taken in early December. It was too cute to pass up here, as it makes all three of us crack up every single time:

Stroller Derby

That's right sports fans, it's a blog entry that you've long been waiting for: what new and exciting game will Lucas invent this time? This week he has offered for your very own viewing and playing pleasure... Stroller Derby.

First, everyone grab their favorite stroller. Here, Lucas grabs the controversial, stereotype-breaking, light, and nimble pink stroller 2007, and Papi chooses the smart-looking, racing striped, Cubs-colored Subway Stroller 2006. Then, place within the seat your favorite snuggly toy. Lucas chose Blankie, of course, and then chose the soccer ball for Papi.

Next you race around the apartment (I have been told houses will probably suffice as well). As you will notice in the pictures below, your excitement is enhanced if you run with your eyes watching the wall pass by, since hallways don't usually allow for side-by-side racing.

Then, finally, it is appropriate to rest your trusted steed next to you on the couch:

Weekend

Grandma and Grandpa just left after visiting for a week, and since then Lucas has loved to talk about how "Pa y Pa" (the best we could get out him all week) played ball with him, blew bubbles, and took a bus ride. . .

Tio and Tia hosted a little Baby Coming Celebration at our home, where Lucas couldn't decide between a purple and yellow cupcake. Knowing that the icing is usually too sweet to allow for him to finish just one, I let him have a go at both to see what he'd do:

For some reason he became tired of switching or perhaps bringing a cupcake to his mouth. All of a sudden he placed them on a plate and began going at it:

Once he realized he had an audience, he continued to perform:

Mama the Whale with Lucas's brother-to-be and Tata (Lucas's new name for his Tia) with Lucas's cousin-to-be:

Yes, Mama feels as tired as she looks. And Tata is due in just a few weeks! (What they're both really thinking: "What have we gotten ourselves into?!")

Green Eggs, No Ham

Remember this post? After he lost interest, the book was filed back onto the shelf but has recently seen a revival. On the first day we read it again, we decided to make our own green eggs for lunch. I knew he wouldn't eat them scrambled, and turning the yolks from yellow to green while intact wasn't an option, so we tried a drop of green food coloring on the whites and swirled it about. He had a great time helping me cook and following the process while looking back and forth between the book and stove:

Don't be fooled. He wanted nothing to do with the egg, even though he marched back to the kitchen to find himself a fork (preferred over the spoon these days). We fed him an egg almost every other day for over a year and we think we ruined it for him because it's one of the only foods he usually refuses to even taste now.

Poor thing, afterwards he asked for "jamon? jamon?" and we didn't have any. He settled for beige bunny crackers dipped in beige hummus instead.

These Are The Days We Wish We Had A Washer/Dryer

The Family That Votes Together, Stays Together?

In the kitchen this morning:


Mama: "Lucas, Did you watch the Teletubbies this morning with Papi?"

Lucas: (With his usual exuberance) "Oooh, Siiiiiiiii [yes], Mama!!"

M: "Did you like it?"

L: "Oooooh, Siiiiiii, Mama!!"

M: "Today Mama and Papi are going to go vote. Are you ready to go vote with Mama and Papi?"

L: "Siiiiii, mi Mama!"

M: "Lucas, do you like Barack Obama, too?"

L: "Ooooh, Siiiiii! Um, Bock O'Baby?"

Papi was supposed to take a picture of his name with the "x" showing after having voted because Mama forgot to bring her camera into the booth, but I guess he missed the aesthetic point of my request...

After voting, Papi went on his way to work while Lucas and I treated ourselves to bagels 'n' cream cheese at our favorite local bagel joint. After stuffing our faces, Lucas asked for a 'Thomas-Blue Cookie.' Our neighborhood has several Old World style bakeries where they sell every variety of cookie and pastry imaginable, and you wonder how they make rent each month because they're so cheap. They all seem to make the same style of sugar cookie with the tips dipped in chocolate and then in colored sprinkles.


At the bakery later:


M: (To the baker:) "Can I have a blue sugar cookie, please?"

L: (With big eyes after seeing the rainbow of choices:) "Um, Mama! Po-Red cookie, 'peas.'"

M: (Knowing my son's habits, and that in times of wavering his original preference is usually the one he really wants...) "Lucas, are you sure you don't want the blue cookie?"

L: "Po-Red cookie, 'peas.'"

M: "But it's election day, Lucas. We voted Democrat. You want the blue cookie, the Thomas-blue cookie."

L: "Po-Red cookie, 'peas?'"

M: (grumble)

Just in case, I bought both a red and a blue cookie.

And of course, he asked for a blue cookie after finishing off the red...

M: "You know, Lucas. I don't think you'll be the Alex P. Keaton of the family. I think maybe you'll be a Bridge Person like Obama."

L: "O'Baby?"

M: "Close enough, Lukie. Close enough."