Trying to keep Thomas still for a photo is hard work!


After Grandpa and Grandma Mary left, we threw our child into the playpen with nothing more than a rail to eat.


Tommy's new playmate Graham came for a visit and showed us that in future michevious endeavours between the two, Graham is likely to be the evil genius of the duo.

Posing for photos with the relations

Thomas and Grandpa just after he arrived. Thomas is pretty comfy with Grampy regardless of the length of time since their last meeting.


Uncle Joel came over for a visit too...


Tommy visited with Grandma Mary.


And she read him a new book.


Grampy and Tommy stopped playing for a few minutes to pose for a picture

More random pics

Tommy posed for mommy in his new dino outfit. Note the dinosaur spikes on the hood. Mommy couldn't resist.


Tommy modelling the new hat that mommy made for him after verifying that he has an enormous head. An average woman needs a hat 18 inches around. So does Thomas at only 11 months of age. He's going to require custom hats for life.


And this is what Thomas looks like just after his hat comes off. He has the most impressive hair!

Random Pics

Saturday morning cartoons are terribly funny.


But all that giggling is exhausting. He doesn't actually have a black eye, he is just smushed up against daddy's arm.


Tommy is modelling his new red rain coat and his not red or rain resistant hat.

Better Photos

While Chris seems to want to show everyone how weird Tommy can be (an he can be a pretty weird child - but he comes by it honestly...), I decided to put up a couple of more normal pictures, somewhat out of order.

He was just being so cute one day last week that I had to take a picture.


And this is after a long hard day at daycare (his first one). Obviously it didn't upset him at all.

Our son is remarkably mature

Thomas is growing up at an alarming rate. He's practically an adult already, as you can see from his mature, dignified portrait below.

Further mayhem

Tommy's decided that we don't take good-enough pictures and needed to take matters into his own hands. You can see here his first foray into the world of self-portraiture.


Next, Thomas decided to demonstrate his remarkable grasp of pop culture (for a 10-month-old, anyway) by doing his best Blair Witch pose. Surprisingly no snot or tears. We aren't complaining, mind you.


I know, I know, this looks like Andrea's decided to celebrate our new dining room table by nibbling on Thomas's soft belly. Don't worry, it was nothing of the sort -- she was actually just checking to see if he'd make a good placemat.

(He doesn't make a good placemat, it turns out... Too lumpy.)