Saturday, February 27, 2010
Posted by Radar's Mom at 8:00 PM
Friday, February 26, 2010
Posted by Radar's Mom at 8:54 PM
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Posted by Radar's Mom at 7:43 AM
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Posted by Radar's Mom at 8:30 AM
Monday, February 22, 2010
Ok, so I was really torn about posting this because it does not show me in the most flattering light. To begin with, I'm singing and that there is usually a bad sign. But see, Radar and I do this thing where I put a music video on the iMac and I sing along to it as I rock Radar... at night when he's sleepy, he seems to really like this routine and he'll just quietly lean his head up against me and watch the video and listen to me sing (did I mention that in order to get someone to listen to me sing, I actually had to make someone?) So last night I decided instead to put on some lullaby music and the camera so that Radar could watch himself. The results were pretty hillarious (to me), so I started recording.
Not sure why he did this, but boy oh boy did mommy get a kick out of it. I hope you do too (if you can get past my haggard look and horrible singing!)
Lots of love,
Titi and Radar
Posted by Radar's Mom at 8:22 AM
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Posted by Radar's Mom at 3:10 PM
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Oh, and I've been trying for the past week to get a decent picture of Radar's front teeth. I've been looking through all of his pictures and there are zillions where he shows off his bottom teeth - and to be sure he has four very lovely bottom teeth. But he's also got four beautiful front teeth and I wanted you all to see them! It seems however, that showing his front chompers is a challenge due to those extremely heavy chipmunk cheeks that he's carrying around.
Posted by Radar's Mom at 9:40 AM
Thursday, February 18, 2010
And as for the cell phone. He knows how to flip it open and closed. He knows how to push all the buttons and is getting better and better at successfully placing crank calls - he crank called the house last night! He was playing with the cell phone when the house phone rang. I didn't give it a second thought and answered, never thinking it was Radar. Then I heard "U-la" (that's his standard phone greeting).
In an effort to combat this obsession and to try to salvage my telecommunication systems, I have tried giving Radar fake phones and toy phones and old, non-functioning cell phones. But he knows. I hand him a fake phone and he immediately throws it. How does he know?
Posted by Radar's Mom at 7:37 AM
Monday, February 15, 2010
Posted by Radar's Mom at 4:52 PM
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Posted by Radar's Mom at 11:47 AM