A Day in the Life of a Christmas Bear

It was baby bear's first christmas and I have to say, it was a success.  He got lots of presents from Grandpas and Grandmas and had lots of fun hangout times with family.


First his daddy got him all dressed for christmas.  There's a bit of video about this later.
  Obviously baby man was pumped.

Once we got to Grandpa and Grandma Cupcake's, he decided he was sick of clothes and wanted to strip down and hang out with Aunt Jessica and Uncle Matt.

Jessica made all the girls these gloriously fancy aprons...

Aunt Kristen and Uncle Chris chillin' and opening presents...

Grandma Cupcake got a pretty sweet action coat from Santa...

Baby bear got a pretty rad keyboard...

Uncle Dewey got some delicious fruit courtesy of santa (actually, grandma and grandpa from texas)

More presents...

presents...

And here's a video of his action packed christmas.  Please don't report us to child services when you see it.  He loved his christmas outfit his daddy fixed up for him.  I promise.

Bears Love Monsters

So I decided to try talking to baby man the way Ryan pretty much always does: like a terrifying monster. Well...to be fair, when I try it, it really isn't so much terrifying as it is idiotic sounding. At one point I'm pretty sure I sound more like a chicken than anything. He seemed to appreciate the effort though.



Apparently he also loves it when monsters try to gobble up his hands:

New Hat!

Huh.  I just realized that perhaps this picture might be a smidgy bit on the creepy side.  Which was obviously my intention.  Nothing's cuter than a creepy baby picture I always say.  But I digress...before I've even started.  We've been looking for a good hat with a velcro closure at the bottom for a while now so that baby man can ride on my back in a carrier without me worrying about his hat falling off.  This turned out to be a pretty tall order since they mostly make those types of hats for infants and apparently, baby man's got a head the size of a 3-year-old because he can only fit into toddler hats these days.  After visiting about 5 baby shops we finally found one that would fit.  Very exciting.  He still usually wears his bear hat around, though, because he's a baby bear and ought to look the part.

About a month ago he really got the whole thumb thing figured out and now he's pretty much always got it in his mouth.  You can kinda see it in this picture here.

This is his "no one will play with me" face.  So sad.

Besides thumb sucking, his latest thing is staring off into the distance and kinda whispering sounds to himself before trying them out loud:

Random videos for grandmas again: