Isaac did really well yesterday, for most of the day but we tried an experiment at dinner time that did not sit well with the little guy. In Mom and Dad's continuous effort to get him fed and well hydrated we tried to have two bowls of food: one of pears and the other of barley and water. Imagine which he liked better. He even learned which bowl had which food in it. If my spoon approached the barley bowl he would let out a shriek of displeasure. If it came near the pears, a squeal of delight. It was quite funny to watch, but Isaac did not eat as well, so it was not too good for the little guy. By the end of our equivalent of the Pepsi Challenge he wanted nothing to do with the barley.

Later in the evening we hung out around a roaring, literally roaring fire (I got it a little too hot too fast). But the evening was marked by the first real snow. It came down in big puffy flakes (having started earlier in the day while we were on a walk on the bike path in Ayer with a few fingernail-sized flakes). By the time the last of the daylight had escaped the entire view of outside from the windows was frosted with snow. Isaac seemed to be taking it in, as he did not make a peep.

That brings me to another things--Isaac has been making lots and lots of noises of late. I think he thinks he is talking because most of the time they are made at the right time ("Isaac, do you like pears?" "EEEEEKKK"). He starts early in the morning and does not stop until bed.

Anyway, we woke up today with a blanket of thin snow on everything. Dad did some shoveling while Mom and Isaac watched and helped. At the end of the snow removal, Isaac made his first Snow Angel (there is a Wikipedia entry for everything), seen here:



And the final product (with Isaac):



And without:

We all woke up around 6:25 AM and Isaac was in a squealing mood. He chatted and hooted for a good ten minutes before he needed a rescue. Then he had some breakfast and we went downstairs. While Momma had breakfast Isaac and I searched iTunes for a good version of the pop standard, Baby, Its Cold Outside. We settled on the never-go-wrong choice of Ella Fitzgerald. I think she could burp the alphabet and it would sound lyrical. After that Isaac Anthony took a good two, two and half hour nap while Mom and Dad ran around and got stuff clean for the grandparents' visit. When he woke up he got one of his favorite foods--Yo Baby Yogurt. He goes CRAZY for that stuff. Here he is losing his mind over yogurt:



We have some new pictures up too. A bigger upload is coming, Momma's pictures and videos for all of December thus far have yet to be uploaded.

So Isaac had his pedi visit on Thursday and as has been the trend, he does good on the day of and then gets a little, and I mean only a little, moody the two days after. He did good. The stats are like this:

Weight: 17 pounds 4 ounces (50%)
Height: 27 3/4" (70%)
Head: CHROME DOME (90%) (BTW, they had to use an adult male belt, size 36 to measure his head. Just kidding, but only barely)

Mom said the shots were awful, which I imagine is a pale word to use to describe the look of pure anguish and betrayal that you get when Isaac looks at you after a shot.

Other than that we have been getting ready for the holidays, specifically Christmas Eve with the Napolitanos and Christmas with my parents, who are coming up to stay for a week. Nanna hasn't seen her boy since October. He just might have a:



We have a few really good pictures and videos that are going up. Here are a few funny pictures:

"Isaac, what's going to happen in Afghanistan after Richard Holbrooke's death?"



All Sandra Boynton fans will know this pose: Strut like a Duck:



And all BTO fans will be happy, because Isaac is Takin' Care of Business:



And Isaac and Dad shaving:



Mom and Isaac dancing (with some giggles thrown in):