Prettiest Apple Ever and Randoms

I was walking through the produce aisle of the market and I stumbled upon this beauty here.  It was the most glorious apple I'd ever seen.  We're talking fairy tale perfect. And it was called...Rome. Could I dare hope that they had finally created an apple that was both pretty and tasty?  With a name like Rome, it seemed not only plausible but inevitable that this would be the most delicious apple of all time.

I rushed home, snapped a couple shots of it to document the gloriousness of it all, then greedily sunk my teeth in...

bleh.  Disgusting.  Possibly even more revolting than the ironically-named red delicious.  The skin was leathery, the meat inside dry and grainy..and the worst part was possibly the red that had seeped through the skin into the apple, making it look like I'd been biting it with heavily bleeding gums.

Bears was seduced by the looks of this one as well and really wanted to try it.  After taking a bite, he said "oh dear...it's old, mommy.  it's really too old." and handed it back.  He's never tried an apple before that he didn't like.

Well.  My hat is certainly NOT off to you, apple breeders.  Apple geneticists.  Whatever you're called.

Alright, here are some random things that Bears has said recently:

Mmmmm....shave cream!  I have whiskers, mommy.  GET ME SOME DINNERRR!!

Bears: Oooo...more creams!
Me:  is that safe, honey?
Bears: it smells like...it smells like safe!  mmm! SAFE! Smell, mommy.  Smells just like safe, you will see.

(talking on the phone to my dad)
Papa: Bears, do you wanna come up to my house to play tomorrow?
Bears: Oh, yes sir!  Right 'way sir!

Lots o' Randoms

 Bears was very proud of the outfit that he picked out for himself that day.

 Bears decided that Lucy's whole body needed to be flossed and he very diligently spent 10 minutes flossing her all over.  Using Ryan's flosser.  It's just now occurring to me that Ryan may not be pumped when he sees this photo...

He decided that he needed to relax and suck on a bottle nipple while reading my kindle.

 This is from last spring.  It was the first big rain of the year and I could not keep that little cub out of all the puddles.

The photo that made me realize that maybe...just maybe Bears needed his first haircut.

 Said haircut in process.

 Post-haircut Glory

 I decided to take Bears' pic in the same spot that we did a "bears in the forest" photo shoot when he was a baby.  He's growing up so blasted fast.

 Hangin' in the parking lot

 Newborn Fox being laid down after an hour wrapped up on my back.

 Tiny boy wrapped up on my chest.  I can't believe how much bigger he's gotten already.

 This is his new favorite way to be carried about; facing forward with his toes in his face while sucking my thumb.  I don't see the appeal myself, but to each his own.

 I'll fightcha! Look at those fists of fury.

 This is probably my favorite expression that he does.  Look at that cute li'l pouty lip. I'm a little sad that I only managed to get half his face in the photo...or was I being artistic?  No one can ever know for sure.

Here he is crammed into his newborn fox outfit.  The first time I tried it on him he was swimming in it and I thought I had forever before he'd outgrow it.  Turns out that newborns grow ridiculously fast and I only had a couple weeks.  I wish I'd gotten it in this photo but the pants were only long enough to reach just past his knees.

Silly Fail

We recently had our Anderson family picture taken by my sister-in-law, Kristen.  Of course, we had to do one silly shot because...well, that just seems to be the thing to do with group photos.  Maybe it's a Utah thing, I don't know.

Pretty typical, right? Everyone's doing their best to look adorably daft.  Or are they?



Let's take a closer look...


(it might help to know that Katie dog is slightly suicidal under normal circumstances)

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.

What is this blog lacking?

I'll tell you what it's lacking.  Random videos that go on for a long time where nothing much happens.  err wait.  That's what it features.  Well, whatever. Alright, I suppose I should include something that's actually new in this post.  Ah.  Witty puns.

Now that that's over with, let's get this show on the road.  We've done several films that I imagine will test the attention spans of even the grandmas.

Dancing to Bananaphone:


This video contains Bears making creepy sounds (he is not actually coughing up a hairball like he'd lead you to believe), peek-a-boo, walking, kicking a bowl around.


Creepy Bear sounds and a bowl


A bit of clapping then just lots of walking/falling