More pictures from Mexico. Maybe we’ll have actual Christmas day pictures up before February. Maybe, but not likely.
pool time with Aunt Catherine.
There was an island in the middle of the pool. Great for warming up when his lips started turning blue.
All the pool excitement allowed for good naps.
Our little slice of pool side heaven always had the ipod playing
and Tuckers clothes drying on the umbrella.
I think these last pictures capture how happy our little Pisces was in the pool. He couldn’t get enough.
The first time Tucker met Santa was at a Tree Lighting ceremony in Culver City. The Angel City Derby Girls were on hand passing out cookies and keeping Santa’s line in tact. After two hours, Tucker and I dropped in line and took a photo with Santa.
At this time there were around 12 cooing roller girls fawning all over Tucker from behind the camera. Santa who?
The next visit with the big guy was at the annual David & Goliath Kids Holiday party. Tucker was decked out in an adorable elf suit from Grammy Bonnie. Not trying to toot the ol’ Tuckerhorn here, but let’s just say there were a lot of photographs of Tucker. What can I say, this guy loves the camera.
Then came time to meet Santa. Not for nothing, but this guy was an AWFUL Santa. Tucker spent most of the time stink-eyeing Santa from over my shoulder. Any attempts at me getting him to sit on my lap were met with very unhappy results.
Things have been non stop since our return from Chicago. One week later the Watsons were here for Thanksgiving and now a week after the holiday we’re packing for Mexico.
Here’s a couple quick snap shots of Tuckers past two weeks. And also a picture of new favorite toy.
Chopstick!!!!
This past weekend was so beautiful in LA. Sunny, clear and crisp.
We took this video documenting what might be the first time Tucker actually thought twice before putting something in his mouth.
We’re visiting the Marcets in Chicago and it’s so nice to see the trees changing colors all around us. Tucker and I had four days of food, fun, and the whole marcet family! We had a great time!
Before you look at these adorable pictures of Tucker hamming it up at a major chain store, please understand that my work place asks us to do these things. It’s being part of the team.
Plus, the free lunch didn’t hurt.
Tucker wasted absolutely no time getting the french fries in to his mouth.
Neither did Dad.
Everyone smile and say trans fatty acids!
As you can see Tucker really enjoyed his foray into fast food and he didn’t even have a happy meal. No wonder childhood obesity is such a problem, even without a playground the place was very attractive as it was full of bright colors, toys and fried foods.
We spent last weekend in Chicago visiting friends and I can’t help but quote their four year old Broady who had this to say to Cheryl after being denied a McDonalds visit – “Mom, I just can’t get this happy meal business out of my head.”
With the spooky and the scary upon us, we headed out into the beautiful morning sunshine for a costumed parade around the neighborhood. Many shop owners were handing out candy, but we avoided the handouts (much to dad’s chagrin). I feel bad for those teachers. The kids were loading up on all things chocolate on the street, and the good stuff too. Not those cheap peanut butter taffy things in the brown and orange wrappers. Nor were there any smarties to be had in this quaintly affluent hood! Then each toddler had a giant frosted sugar cookie awaiting them on the snack table AND they were giving out heavy pours of full-strength Hawaiian Punch. Did you ever see that scene in District 9 where all the aliens rip apart the security officer once his weapons were empty? That’s what I’m talking about. Good thing for Tucker’s teachers he only got a bottle.
So here they are, I couldn’t choose so I’m posting a whole mess of ’em. I defy you to not want this little monkey trashing your next party!
Tucker’s buddy Luke was stomping all over the place. You can only point elephants in the right direction though, don’t try to tell them how to get there! The floppy ears were the best.
Tucker was not subtle about his feelings for dad’s shaggy head messing up the cute vibe he had worked so hard to culminate.
Tucker Watson – boy on the run.
Or on the crawl as the case may be. Regardless, this guy is not standing still. ever.
Like most on the run, Tucker is eventually caught and penned up.
We woke up this morning to HOT weather! Finally. It has been an uncharacteristically dreary summer here and the Santa Anas have finally kicked up (seasonal winds from the east) bringing all that hot desert air out to the beach. While most of the rest of the country is pulling out their sweaters and peacoats, we’re finally pulling out our swimsuits and sunblock. Unfortunately, this also means fire season is upon us here in socal, but with no real forest to speak of in the densely populated LA basin, that doesn’t effect us much. It did smell like a camp fire all over LA county last year with the Tower Fire, but that’s as bad as it got.
We met our friends, the Mellers, in Hermosa for a little breakfast on the strand. Their son Luke is in Tucker’s class at daycare and they are becoming THE destructive duo! We had time for short walk along the beach with all the health nuts and had a great time. The boys fell asleep while I walked off some of the carne asada and eggs I had for breakfast.
Tucker and I came back to do a little napping and sweating outside to finish out the afternoon.
Tucker went to school for the first time yesterday. It was really difficult… for Ben and I. From what I heard Tucker cried a bit in the morning and then had fun as long as a teacher was with him. (This guy is all about the attention).
The first three pictures are from our initial visit two weeks ago. You can see Tucker and Luke playing together too, although “playing” at this age is just being in the general vicinity of each other.
This picture was taken right before we left for school on his first day. Ben makes that exact same face when he’s anxious.
