Archive for January, 2014

Snow Day 2

January 29, 2014

Due to the ongoing snow and ice nastiness, Daddy got to “work” from home today. Here Keane and Daddy spent the morning working their assess off.

As a native Bostonian, Daddy was more than comfortable with the snowy conditions and gave Keane his first lesson in sledding in a “lead by example” technique.

Keane’s turn.

Engrossed in his own footprints.

Off to check out the frozen lake.

Crooked does his usual photobombing.

YAY! For Snow Day

January 28, 2014

While those in the “real world” suffered traffic jams, pile-ups, cars that needed to be abandoned while their owners tried to foot it to their various destinations, schools, offices and businesses closing early due to extreme weather conditions, I on the other hand had a toddler that could not have been happier. Today Keane got his first real snow day experience and I would say he enjoyed it, but wasn’t 100% sure how exactly or what exactly he should be doing to REALLY enjoy it. So my good friend Mike and I provided him with a little snow guidance.

His initial reaction.

The snowfall texture was that of the dry and fluffy kind, which is not good for snowman building purposes, no sticking power. But you’ll notice Mike in the background working tirelessly to try and get some sort of snowman built for Keane’s enjoyment. Keane on the other hand was more interested in wandering and snow kicking.

Ta-dah! the best we could manage in these non-stick conditions.

A stroll through the forrest.

All of our animals were pumped up by the snowy conditions. Keane was getting photobombed left, right and centre.

Dexter was moving so fast I couldn’t get him in focus.

Even Fintan wanted to be part of the action.

Onwards through the trees.

Not a fan of a little snowy face planting.

But a big fan of a gentle snowfall in the face.

Stocking Up

January 25, 2014

Your never too young, small or innocent for manual labor. Thats the mindset in our household. If you can stand on your own 2 feet and have proven yourself to have adequate hand, eye coordination, then your ready to work.

Snip Snip

January 20, 2014

He’s been asking since his first cut, The Husband that is, he’s been asking me to let him cut Keane’s hair. But I flat out refused, believing my poor little boy would end up being scalped to within an inch of his baby haired life, or worse, I would end up with a child who looked like he belonged on the set of Dumb & Dumber. However, the past few times I’ve had Keane’s hair cut, I’ve left the salon frustrated. They never seem to take enough off, even though I ask them several times, nicely. As a result we are back 2 weeks later looking for another trim. So this evening I decided to relent and give The Husband his moment with Keane’s hair. I figured how ever bad it got 1. his hair would grow back and 2. tis the season for rocking the hat look anyway. Here’s how it went:

Keane looks tense and nervous, and he’s not the only one.

Watching Daddy cautiously as the snipping begins.

Giving himself a little brush out to assess the look.

Seeking some reassurance from Momma that there is in fact hair still on his head.

A few finishing touches.

And there we go. A job well done and a handsome happy baby.

Culture Vulture

January 15, 2014

Yesterday Keane and I spent a little time exploring our cultural side. Recently, I discovered one of our local Art Museums does a “Toddler Morning” every few weeks. Basically this means the museum removes all of their free standing, very expensive art pieces and sculptures from the gallery floors, leaving only whats on the walls and maybe the odd weighty and proven child resilient piece on display. Then they open up their doors to the smaller and more curious members of the community, giving them complete freedom to explore. At the end of the gallery exploration, the kids are then brought into one of the museum studios and given a themed piece to work on. Initially I was a little nervous, at just 19 months old I was afraid Keane was still a little on the young side to really enjoy what was happening, but he LOVED it. He yelled with excitement, pointing out all of the things that were familiar in most of the paintings. A tree, a boat, a man with an umbrella, a dog standing next to a truck. Every time he saw something he recognized, he beamed and pointed furiously to make sure I saw it too. Then it was time to hit the studio. This week the theme was “self portraits”. One of the museum staff penned a quick portrait of each of the kids and then they were set free to decorate and color themselves however they wanted. Keane’s artistic tools of choice were crayons, glitter glue and paint. Much of which actually ended up on his portrait, the rest, on his hands.

Absorbing his new environment.

Time for a little hands on action.

This artist is very serious about his finger painting, each finger must be painted to precisely match his vision.