Roadtrip to IA (then on to MO).

For our Christmas week road trip, we split the 9 hour trek up and stayed halfway in Coralville, IA. It was the perfect choice (all Katie's geniusness). Duder was in heaven at the nearby Coral Ridge Mall's indoor playground. He even took a ride on his first merry-go-round...

Dance. Climb. Stand. Rebel.

We just got home from St. Louis a couple days ago and have been unpacking and digging out from the blizzard that apparently hit while we were away. While I x-fer photos to the computer to blog, here's a vid to check out in the meantime. Owen being his rascal-y self...

Happy Christmas.

Da Da Rock.

A lot of babbling these days at the Robertson household. Owen goes a week or so saying Ma Ma Ma. And this week it happen to be Da Da Da, on his rocking chair.

Dyson monster.

O-Robs recently discovered the vacuum. It's a love-hate thing. Watch him get startled at the front part of this video. He does this repeatedly if we leave the vacuum out. It's as if he's poking the Dyson Monster and it's roaring back at him. Funny.

Finger paints!

Owen loves getting his hands dirty. He likes squishing foods in between his fingers. And he especially enjoys wiping said foods in his hair and on his face. So it's only natural that he'd be a BIG fan of finger painting...

That holiday glow.

Christmas in the air at Casa Robertson. Our X-mas CDs are on constant rotation, the stockings are hung, and the light spheres are up. You may remember that O-Robs loved these balls of light last year, too. Every day when we get home, he points his finger at these glowing orbs of goodness as well as our fiber optic tree, motioning us to turn them on. We oblige. Simple joys.
Katie and I nixed the idea of putting up the big daddy tree this year b/c Duder is runnin' all over the place. He'd probably just tear the tree down with one tiny hand while laughing his face off. Then dart into another room with the treetop angel in his paw.

Elf's life.

Turkey Day weekend we took O-Robs to the Macy's 8th floor for a Day in the Life of an Elf exhibit. We met up with G-ma and G-pa Langer and Uncle Mike, Auntie Cat and Cousin Caden. It was awesome. And I have to say, some of the elves where downright creepy. So I had to take some snaps of the creepy elves.
Check out the last vid where Owen tries making a pig noise but ends up imitating a puppy dog.

Thanksgiving.

For Turkey Day, we kept it pretty low key this year. Uncle Kenny's house. Good company. A lot of food. A little ping pong. And one Duder climbing all over the place lookin' like a lumber jack. Aww, that Duder.

(Sorry for the slideshows all the time, but we ran out of space on Blogger after 2+ years of posts! We'll be doing the slideshow thing until we migrate this blog to another URL or delete old posts.)

Up...Down.

Go horsey go!

For O's first b-day, he got this rawkin' rockin' chair from his G-ma and G-pa Langer. For months, he's flirted with the thing, but would squirm when placed in the saddle. Katie and I were bummed b/c the horse is so great. Look at it, how could you not ride that horse? Well, Owen is all about the horse these days. Several times a day, he runs over to the horse and climbs aboard. He pets the horsey's yarn mane and rocks excitedly when we say "go horsey go!" Now if we can just train Duder to not ride the horse like it's a surfboard. I'm tellin' ya, this kid is full of mischief.

Here comes the skeleton.