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Sunday, May 1, 2011

Photos from the weekend so far...

Been a busy weekend for Dashiel and Hugo. Lots of play time, indoors and out.

Here's Dash talking (or listening) to Mommy on the phone this morning. Mommy was working and Dash just finished a pile of cinnamon Cheerios.
Dash smiled when he heard Mommy's voice.
Here's one of Hugo from yesterday. He won't wear a bib so we often remove the shirt before pancakes and other sticky messy meals.
Kitty is always around to help as we move from pancakes to cantaloupe. Daddy also worked the hair volume on the back of Hugo's head for effect--like a fish tale.
Frida and Diego catch a break from the babies.
Both Dash and Hugo play along side of each other often. However, Hugo is learning to confiscate toys from Dash he thinks are his.
And more shades of "brotherly turf wars" to come....Dash is lauging here, because he is grabbing Hugo's hair as it pops up in the seat in front of him, much to Hugo's annoyance.
"Hey You!" Hugo has mastered pointing, but only for things he wants, so....basically, he wants the phone/camera I am shooting him with. I said no, we walked on.
There were more exciting things to see anyway. We walked along the river and stopped many times to stare out at the water, city and bridges.
Sometimes we'd stop to dance (as a car was blaring music from the street).

And, also, we made friends in the park. Hugo started drawing on the asphalt with two other little girls he met.
He's a very friendly boy. He loves hanging around with other kids at the park.

Friday, April 29, 2011

Coming home on the subway...

We were visiting schools on Manhatten.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Dear God, it's me Dashiel

Dear God,

I am an angel most days. I encourage my brother "Ugo" and lately have been telling him, "Goodjob!" as much as mom and dad do. I now hold my own sippy cup, can crawl right into the dogs cage to keep them company, and will wiggle my pointer finger right back when someone tells me "Noooooo."

But I'm struggling Lord. I can't seem to sleep through the night and feel compelled to wake the entire block on 23rd Street. I stand and wail and shout and can't help but wake my brother. I now have teeth (#3 and #4 to be exact) coming in and mom and dad try to help me with teething tablets and Oragel and an extra middle of the night bottle, but I insist on making the rest of the Browns miserable. I just can't help myself!


Please give my loving parents and patient brother the strength to tolerate me between the hours of 4 and 6 AM.


-The Dash

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Brothers taking a bath

For the first time together without Mommy or Daddy in the tub...(well mostly Mommy).

Chasing squirrels in Astoria Park

And dogs, too.

Look who's standing on his own

In his crib from a couple days ago.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Corned Beef and Cabbage!

Yesterday, me and the boys went to meet Mommy at the train as she was getting home from work (yes, Jen works weekends :P). We stopped by a deli on Ditmars, where, because it was late in the day, sold her an entire tray of corned beef and cabbage for a paltry sum. Apparently they make a practice of this--unloading prepared foods at bargain prices rather than throw them out. Anyway, we will be stopping by late in the day more often. After the deli, we checked-in at the Best Yet Park* and ate some CB&C. We have no photos of this, but it was good. We do have other photos...
Like Dashiel trying out the swing for the first time. Since he's sitting up on his own now, this is now a possibility. We're working on shoes that stay on.
Next, Mommy and Dash swing together.
And then, Mommy and Dash go down the slide together!
You may think I was following Mommy and Dash all around the park. Nope. I was tacking speedy Hugo who was doing his own exploring; squeezing in pictures of the family whenever Hugo's erratic orbit passed near his brother. Here's Hugo (above) checking out one of the fountains.
And Hugo, again, from above. We were trying to get him to climb up to us, to no avail.
These next two pics are from a couple days ago. Here's Dashiel sitting up in his crib, talking with his toys. As you can see, we already have to lower the bed of his crib to the deepest setting. Right now, he's in the middle and his head is almost level with the side panel.
And Hugo and Mommy, playing with "Tune Cat." We borrowed this one from friends and Hugo took to this toy right away. Every now and then he will come back to it to press buttons and keys.

*"Best Yet" Park: Its real name is Woodside Park (hello, generic park name), but it's next to the Best Yet market on 37th and 21st, so we refer to it as the "Best Yet" Park. It is certainly not the best park yet. Mostly, it's just convenient and safe for the kids.



Saturday, April 2, 2011

Park walks, mall walks and such

Photos have captions...click the talk bubble icon at the bottom left of this slide viewer.

Friday, March 25, 2011

This Friday

Hugo, a complete grumpus all day, got a soothing back rub from mommy...loving it! We'd like to tell you that solved all problems today...but, no.

Hugo did get a chance to run around outside today. This afternoon, he ran back and forth on the sidewalks.

Stopping from time to time to catch his breath and...

test every gate in the neighborhood. Every. Single. Gate.

Even Dash had some grumpy moments today, too, but a bubble bath turned that frown upside down.


Thursday, March 24, 2011

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Throwing a fit, Hugo style

To be fair, Hugo does have some large molars coming in and he was pretty tired this afternoon. In this video, however, we have no idea what is pissing him off. I mean, you're pretty hard done by if bubbles can't cheer you up.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Visit to the doctor today

Oh, Hugo and Dash started the morning chatty and in good spirits....then we went to visit Dr. Mike. A nice man really, but unfortunately, his job requires giving needles to boys who'd rather not have them, thank you very much.
Truth be told, Hugo fell apart as soon as he entered the examining room; as if he remembered the needles from his last visit eight months ago.
Dash was all bubbles and sunshine until the injections...then, in quick succession, there was the sudden look of betrayal, followed by a brief hard frowny-face, then waterworks and finally, ear-piercing screaming. Utterly heart-breaking to watch.

Oh well, nothing a bottle of formula (Dash) and a wafer cookie (Hugo) couldn't cheer up. Then we walked to the park--Dash took a nap and Hugo ran around looking for sticks.
Oh Yeah...The tale of the tape:
Dash at 8.5 months is 26 lbs. and 9 oz. / 32 inches.
Hugo at 2 years and 3 months is 31 lbs. and 37 inches.
Dash is a tank, Hugo's a toothpick.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

A few minutes to kill on Tuesday morning...

So I thought I would put up a slide show of one of my favorite weekend pastimes: taking photos of Hugo and Dash (as if you couldn't tell).

Friday, March 11, 2011

It had to be done.

Two adults, two small dogs, two tall kids and the cargo that goes along with us, everywhere we go....the Browns are now working with a family truckster!  More accurately...a 2008 Honda Pilot.

Monday, March 7, 2011

Recent images from my camera phone.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Dash wants Banana

A second tooth coming in made for a grumpy Dashiel today.