Eli and Noella

We have way more pictures to post on the blog lately. Since we got our new camera, we have a lot more fun taking pictures. Eli's cousin is visiting right now. She's 4 months younger than Eli, so here are some family pictures.
Eli, Noella, Grandma and Grandpa Robinson

Playing at the pool

Eli's got a girlfriend!

So Eli hasn't had to much contact with other babies and when he does, he generally treats them like any other inanimate object that he likes - gets excited and bangs his fists on it, slobbers on it, tries to eat it (or him/her) and when he gets bored, steals the other kids toy and crawls away. Generally this frightens/angers other babies and I spend most of my time pulling Eli off of the other kids, who are now crying. However, we've met 1 exception - my friend Katelyn has a little girl that is a month younger than Eli. Eli is big for his age and generally towers over other kids his age (making it all the easier for him to sit on or steamroller other children - another favorite past time). However Kamrynn (my friends daughter) is also tall for her age and is just as big as Eli. She is also the first baby who is not just going to sit and cry while Eli steals her toys and smacks her, so watching her play with Eli is pretty funny. If he has something she wants, she will steal it back. If he tries to walk away with it, she throws her arm around his waist, pulls him to the ground and gets it, since she can't walk after him. Yesterday I watched her WWF wrestle Eli to the floor for a Kix. Katelyn and I laughed so hard we cried.
Here are some pictures from their play date today.

Eli pummeling Kamrynn.

Kamrynn stealing his toy.


More toy stealing.

Kamrynn

The Elephants Upstairs

Last year when Isaac and I were apt. hunting, it was May, incredibly hot, and I was 7 months pregnant. As I hauled my enormous body up the stairs to look at apartments, sweating away, all I could think was that I really didn't want an upstairs apt. I was imagining myself trying to carry a baby, stroller, groceries, etc., up a flight of stairs to our apt. and I didn't like the picture. Luckily we got a downstairs apt., which hasn't been to bad. We have occasionally been annoyed by our upstairs neighbors being loud, but overall we haven't had to much to complain about. Until this week. Our neighbors moved and we now have new neighbors who may actually be related to a herd of elephants. I spend all hours of my days and nights listening to what sounds like someone tap dancing all over the apt. with concrete blocks strapped to their feet. Usually I wake up to Eli howling for me at about 7 AM. The last 3 days I have woken up to what sounds like someone rearranging all of their furniture at about 6 AM (and this is after listening to a nighttime of concrete tapdancing, which usually stops at about 3 in the morning). So I am now beginning to regret the downstairs apt. I am considering starting an Apt. Etiquette newsletter with tips such as:
Pick up your feet when walking
Don't wear high heels on the tile floor from 10 PM to 8 AM
Avoid stomping your feet, especially if you are over the age of 10

****Disclaimer: Isaac just looked at this post and called me mean. Let me clarify - I am in not referring to size here! I haven't even seen or met the neighbors. I am only saying that they sound like elephants!

Just some pictures

Eli in an enormous flip flop.

Eli and Isaac - thanks to Sunny for passing on her old backpack carrier to us so we could haul the Wookie around with us.

Good Times Part II

Here are some late pictures from my favorite hike.