Park Adventures...and Too Much Dr Who

 I was looking at this picture trying to think of an appropriate caption but it kept eluding me because Dr Who kept popping in my head.  It's a british show that features this time traveller dude who's always got an attractive female companion with him and they travel through space and time on crazy adventures.  Which is clearly what Bears and Kins are doing up there.

See the resemblance?  No?  Well, like I said, we've been watching a bit too much dr who so I may have lost some perspective.

Bear cub looking out of his time machine before venturing out.

  These outside pictures were taken from Tess' phone.  Pretty impressive for a phone camera.

It's Important to Look Your Best

 

At least that's what Bears kept saying as he donned my curler cap and wielded the dog shampoo spritzer.  Okay...the curler cap may have actually been Ryan's doing.

Earlier that day, we had an action packed time of dancing to the beat of the washing machine, navigating the stairs, and practicing saying words.

Happy Mother's Day

About a week ago, Bears waddled up to me holding a crumpled piece of paper.  He often likes to sort through this drawer that's full of old paperwork, logs, and charts so I didn't think much of it until I looked closely and saw exactly what it was.

It was the log of the day that I found out I was pregnant with him: august 6th 2009. One of the best days of my life up until that point. What a perfect Mother's Day card.

The Power of Observation...

...is sadly a power I do not possess.  Bears and I were walking back from a trek to the local fancy hippie market when suddenly I decided to cross the street.  Well, not suddenly per se, since we were at the appropriate intersection and I had been waiting a minute or two for the right time.  But for the sake of a riveting story, I'll stick with it.  There we were, rashly crossing the street...

 ...when I noticed that we also had to cross in the other direction in order to get to our destination.  After again waiting for the appropriate time, we boldly headed out.

 This is when my limited observational powers came into play.  I noticed that I couldn't continue going in a straight line because there was a car in the way.  I idly wondered what a car was doing out in the middle of the intersection but kept plowing ahead.  When I brushed past it, I noticed that it was a bit jagged and crumpled.  And also that there were a couple of other crumpled cars mashed into it.  That's when I realized that there had been some sort of accident.  The cars involved looked pretty mutilated but luckily no one seemed injured.

Now in my defense, I was wearing my new sweet action jogging shoes.  As you may have noticed, they're blindingly glorious and very distracting.

Peekaboo Bears!

Lately he's been really into initiating peekaboo games.  And also staring off into space and making squeaky noises apparently.  And random cackling has been a hit as well. I think I already posted the part with him dancing to "little red caboose" but I couldn't help but put it in again for some reason.



The last couple of days he's just done away with peekaboo altogether in favor of just ducking down and then shooting back up all the time, whether he's ducking behind something or just standing in the middle of a room.  And he's learned what "arms up!" means and will excitedly throw his arms into the air.  This can be somewhat detrimental to his balance when he happens to be toddling along when the urge to throw his arms up strikes him.

Bath and Play Time

*Caution - this video shows a naked baby bum*



Grandma video - Bears playing with his toys and dancing. 

A Bear's Best Friend

I think this picture says it all.