tofu you

A lunchtime conversation. We were having a fine lunch of tofu goulash:

Take 1 rice cake.
Add tofu and frozen peas.
Pour boiling water over it.
Mash with fork.

Jacob happily let me feed him for awhile. Then suddenly, he'd had enough and pushed me away.

Ok, Jacob, I said. Do you want more? (I sign "more.") Or are you finished? (Sign "finished.")

Jacob screwed up his face as if I was suggesting torture not tofu. He shook his head and said, quite clearly, "No!"

I got out a jar of Gerber mixed fruit. Ok, I said. Do you want tofu or fruit? I asked, holding each one up in turn. He pointed to the fruit.

Parents are so slow to understand sometimes.

When he finished the fruit, I gave him some more tofu to smear across his tray and across his face. Sometimes he took a bite. But if I tried to feed him anymore, this is what happened:


Who needs speech to communicate? This is a boy with opinions!

Takes two to snooze

Jacob and Mike sleep together on the living room floor. Lately, Jacob has been refusing to sleep when put back in his crib in the middle of the night, and so often one of us ends up sleeping with him.

fun with mirrors

Here are a couple more photos taken with the MacBook Pro internal camera. The camera software includes a number of funhouse mirror special effects.



Jacob always enjoys playing in the mirror. He's been particularly fascinated by the computer camera, which also essentially looks like a mirror. When we had the warp effects turned on, he kept glancing over his shoulder to check whether Amy had changed how she looked in person or only on the screen.

three cheers

Jacob is slightly sick this week. He was acting fussy and cabin feverish this evening after two days inside, so we entertained him for awhile taking photos of ourselves with the built-in camera in my laptop. Not even ten months old and he is already quite a ham.

Stand in the place where you live

Jacob has been practicing standing, first with the help of stable objects and then with anything he can grab on to (including less stable things, like his father).

on the inside looking out

Jacob's favorite place in our new apartment is the living room window sill, where he likes to stand and watch people walk past. Fortunately, the sill is too high for him to reach (until he starts climbing!) so we spend a lot of time there, exclaiming about what we see and making sure he doesn't fall off.

the family belt

Jacob tries out the family belt while he sits on the bed in our new apartment. We only have one belt for the family, since Amy neglected to bring one with her and keeps borrowing mine on days she doesn’t want her pants falling down. She only needs a plain black belt, but all the belts she has found in the fancy downtown Globus mall sell for US$75 or more. That seems ridiculous, so for now we all share.