The Adventures of Baby Arthur

by Lincoln

Liz and my Mom brought Arthur to his routine visit with Dr. Frenchy a couple of days ago. Everything is in working order and Arthur was a trooper with his shots. If only I could be so brave! During the visit, Dr. Frenchy brought tidings of the next phases.. he instructed us to formally train Arthur to eat by himself and introduce time-outs when he throws tantrums. He is now in the prime toddler age! While we've been slowly doing both since well before this visit, it just felt a bit different to hear it from the Dr. Frenchy. I guess it's really time to start treating Arthur more like a little boy than a little baby!

Sometimes I look at Arthur sleeping in his crib in amazement. I just can't believe how tall he is! He's closing in on 3 feet tall and he is now confidently walking on the edge of running. I still remember the very first moment we brought him home from the hospital and laid him in the crib... the crib was so enormous back then! In the picture above, you can see Arthur's growth in his green chair from 4 days old through 13 months, which was about the time we got rid of it because he would no longer stay in it. Arthur is only 15 months old today, but he has already gone through so many changes and firsts that those early days seem like a blur! I almost feel wistful.

One of the main reasons I do this blog is to create a living documentary of Arthur, our life and our family. To create a time capsule into the past. I know I would be fascinated if I could "really" see what my parents were thinking and what they went through when they were raising me. I do ask, but time changes memories! Someday, I hope Arthur will read all of these entries, catch a glimpse of our family history and maybe pickup a few lessons for when he has his own children! Parenting mistakes have been and will be made, but his hindsight will be 20/20.

We're trying our best and we love you Arthur! I hope you appreciate and enjoy this.

Labels: memories

by Lincoln

Even before Baby Arthur was born, Liz had this idea of taking pictures of the baby. At first I thought she meant going to Walmart and sitting for a portrait. "Cheesy, but ok" I thought. No, she wanted to hire a professional photographer. Even worse, she wanted said photographer to come to our apartment and take pictures of us acting naturally!

I was totally against this idea! I'm not crazy about being in pictures to begin with and having a strange man in our home was just beyond my threshold. This ain't no reality show we're hosting over here!

Of course Liz got her way.

But look what we ended up with! These are two of my favorite pictures we have.

Included was a fancy picture book. I took some shots of what the book looks like with my camera:



















Every pro has got to get their artsy fartsy ones in!





































There's no way I would have ever been able to take pictures like that. We were given prints, the picture book and a DVD. The final product is absolutely priceless. Liz, you were right and I was wrong!

I have no idea where the photographer got this book done, but I would think Shutterflyor Picaboo could pull it off.

Labels: arthur, infant, memories, parenting