Yeah - I'm a big dude. What of it?

Doctor's appointment exhaustion

It took a lot out of the little man. He is 14 pounds. I would have guessed more . . . but whateva. This is on the way home.

3 months old

Finn turned three months old on Sunday. I don't know how much he weighs. Last time we went he was about 13 pounds. I believe he is now roughly 67 pounds. Yes 67. He is a very solid, heavy child. We go to the doctor for a checkup tomorrow so I'll find out then. Everyone, set your alarms, calander alerts, cell phones alarms for the "Finn Weight Update" tomorrow. I know you all will be waiting with baited breath. OK, OK, maybe he's only 45 pounds. Here's my little linebacker at three months old.

California - last day

Fisherman's Wharf - San Francisco

Shannon and Eliza

Laughing Sal at Musee Mecanique at Fisherman's Wharf


Scott and Todd in a little "friendly" competition

Todd showing Finn all the fun old arcade games


I found all of these seals a little disturbing


This is how we had most of our meals. With two babies sound asleep.

BFF's

More California - Santa Cruz

Finn and Eliza

Beer, friends, mexican food and babies. Life is good.

It was coooold at night.

He has a very round head.

On a Ferris Wheel in Santa Cruz

Tolerating all of our outings

Daddy and Finn hanging out on the terrace in the morning

We went out to dinner with Adam Savage of Myth Busters. Finn slept through the whole thing but Eliza got herself a new boyfriend.

San Francisco

So we're in San Francisco after having canceled half our our trip (the L.A. half) after Finn got sick with a nasty cold the night before we were to leave and then promptly recovered less than 24 hours later. So we managed to salvage some of our vacation and went right to San Francisco instead. I'll write more about it when I get back home Tuesday. In the meantime, here are a few pictures. Finn finally got to meet Eliza, Scott and Shannon's baby girl who is two weeks older than Finn. We are staying with Scott and Shannon and have found getting two 3 month old's out of the house is quite the under taking. Yes, I know, wait until they are 3 years old. But I'd rather bitch about it now.

13 pounder

Oh my god! I think this gigantic baby ate my little tiny baby!

Grumpy much?

" I'm seriously not in the mood for pictures mom""What did I just say?
"PLEASE, woman! No pictures"

yo, yo, yo

Peanut Shell

I've had this baby wrap thing (called the peanut shell) for a while. I liked it. However, when he was tiny, he got lost inside this bag. I looked inside the thing every 12 seconds to make sure he was still breathing. The other day I needed to just run out - quickly to grab lunch. The stroller was too cumbersome for such a quick errand, the Snuggley was too much effort to put him in and he's not quite big enough to carry him on my hip. I decided to try the peanut shell again and it was perfect! I could throw him in there and he was supported with out having to carry him. Perfect, perfect. This will be great for the next few weeks. Totally worth the $40!!!


I promptly left it in a cab but a mere two hours later.



Forget I ever mentioned the peanut shell.



Stupid peanut shell.

This is what it was.

Run Krista, Run

We took our regular walk to the pier on Saturday night. I decided to continue up the bike path headed north. We ended up a little past the 79th Street Boat Basin. I stopped at about 85th street (mind you, I started at 45th and 9th avenue) I watched the sun set and nursed Finn. I started hearing thunder and saw lighting on the New Jersey side. I figured we were good for another hour or so. I realized pretty quickly I was wrong. I started heading back home. At about 70th street, I knew we were in trouble. The impending storm was almost on top of us. I cut to the left and went over to Riverside Drive. No cab in sight. Doubled back, cut across 65 Street . . . .as the sky's opened up. I pulled the collapsible cover over the stroller/car seat and put a baby blanket over what wasn't covering him. And then I ran. I ran, ran, ran. Man alive, when you need to run, you just do it. So I booked it over to West End Avenue and down a few blocks turning every ten seconds or so to see if there was a cab anywhere. Finally one pulled up. I threw the car seat in the back, the stroller in the trunk and we headed down to the apartment. Not the best outing we've had. Before all this though, I got some great shots of our little adventure.