Grant's computer went on the fritz a little while back, so when it became clear he was going to need to replace it, he decided to order the components separately and build that bad boy himself. Just to do it. I love that about him.
And you know that Elliot wanted in on that action when Grant was taking apart the old computer and putting the new one together...
I hope this means that Elliot has at least some of Grant's inquisitive, hands-on mind (even if it's going to mean various degrees of destruction bursting in our home throughout his upbringing) and that this is the first of very many projects together to come.
Elliot has a number of really endearing little things he does. He's rapidly morphing out of being a baby and turning into a real live little person right before our eyes. (Something for which he did not receive my sanction.)
After he started signing "milk" I got all lazy and didn't follow up with more signs to teach him. I've halfheartedly shown him a few more from time to time (mostly the useful ones like "more" and "all done") but not consistently enough for him to pick them up. However, he has gotten a couple of other hand signals and he'll totally wave "hello" or "goodbye"--he loves waving "goodbye" to the babysitter when I pick him up from the daycare room at the gym.
I love how he also cuddles Daddy in that one. :) He's our snuggly baby.
Speaking of Daddy, he's pretty fantastic at his job. I let him have all the more...rough-housing-type fun (especially now that I'm 17 6 months pregnant).
"Daddy's fun." I love that!
I mentioned on Facebook recently that Kendra is proving just how Geektastically we're raising our children. I put Elliot in a shirt with C-3PO and R2-D2 on it and when she saw it, she insisted that R2 was, in fact, a Dalek. And how does she know what a Dalek is, you might ask...?
She watches Dr. Who with us. She loves it, in fact. However, it does point out a grievous error in our parenting that she doesn't know who the droids from Star Wars are...I'm a little embarrassed about that, frankly.
Our kids are pretty fun. One big difference between Kendra and Elliot is how much laughter we have been able to elicit from each of them. Kendra was always a pleasant and happy baby, but she rarely really, really laughed. Elliot does allllll the time, and it's so gratifying!
In fact, he laughs so much and so often that one day Kendra made a noise on accident but realized that it sounded just like him.
Funny girl. And pretty clever, too. Not that we're biased or anything...
There are several series of pictures that need to be blogged featuring Elliot...and there are none that feature Kendra.
If she complains about this when she gets older, I'll explain that this was the time in her life that she ran from the camera or pulled stunts like this.
He's a very fun, very sweet little boy.
When I'm up with him in the night (which actually happens fairly regularly), I tell him about how sad I was while we waited for him, how happy I was the day we found out he was coming, and how very, very much worth the wait was to have him specifically.
Yes. I speak to my 12-month-old like he's an adult. Someday, he'll understand it.
I never did getting around to properly documenting the fun weekend we had with several other Farnsworths--it was a lot of fun to have Jackie and Archie and also Seth, Kristina, Simeon and Alivia (the cousins closest in age to our kids).
Aliva is an only-too-willing subject for any photo, so there's mostly pictures of her. :)
Because of small children who need daily naps and General Conference being that weekend, we mostly just...hung out. It was pretty fun.
Everyone enjoyed watching the talks.
Grandma and Grandpa Farnsworth enjoyed getting to know Elliot better (he was only a few months old the last time they saw him).
Elliot likes to be held. A lot. That works really, really well for Grandma because she likes to hold babies. A lot.
