Some perfectly random photos

Josie previously did not care for baby carrying devices until we recently tried to pop her in the good ole bjorn (which I hate--and which is why I have a Maya Wrap). She was perfectly happy--despite this photo, which cracks me up. Everyone says she looks like me, but they have the same expression on right now. I really think she has a similar personality to Den.

Josie is starting to try and sit up--she doesn't completely fall over when propped up with pillows and will stick her arms out to catch herself when she starts to keel over. This is her in what I call Cousin Sharon's dress after we went to church one weekend. We've started to try and be more religious--or rather I'm disgusted that Eddie has better recognition of Mickey Mouse than he does of the inside of a church--until now.

Thing is, we chose to go to the Latin Mass, unbeknownest to us. It was quite interesting, and they had a book that described what the Priest was doing so if you got lost you could quickly find your place again. Thing was, we both were wrestling kids to keep them quiet and couldn't really do that. But it was neat. They do a Latin mass the first Sunday of the month at one of the eight services offered on Sundays.

Eddie did really well at chuch--usually Den has to take him out after about 20 minutes, but he made it the whole way through. Den and I kept exchanging glances, each afraid to acknowledge what the other was thinking--he's still doing fine, until they sang the last song of the service and we were walking out the door.

I was really pleased when this time, as we walked towards the church, Eddie called out and pointed to the Church, knowing where we were going. I'm beginning to wonder if he has a photographic memory. His recollection of things is just phenominal. He remembers from 2 days ago that he was going to the zoo. When I talked to him about preschool and said the room with red chairs (from Friday) he remembered on Tues that there were also some blue chairs in the room. He has said several times that he knows daddy has to go on an airplane twice before we will get on an airplane to visit Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse (that will be another post).

He seems to have an inventory of the location of his toys, which ones are upstairs and which are downstairs. It's just mind-boggling. He is also going to eat us out of house and home. He hate a full piece of meatloaf, a bunch of broccoli, a piece of cornbread (I'm talking adult sized portions), then another time, ate about as much pasta as Den did then had several slivers of peach before finishing off a bowl of watermelon--that we really didn't think all three of us would get through, much less just Eddie.








In the picture below, he was just goofing around and I ran in to get my camera, he agreed to pose--I think because he thought he would get admonished to not stand on the table and instead I was directing him to pose that way.


Usually Eddie doesn't want his photo taken, but in this case, I was taking pictures of Josie and he asked me to snap some of him--immediately after he requested 'no photos'. The look on Josie's face is so relaxed, so 'hey there'.