Antonio's a Big Boy

Antonio's such a big boy. He is now sitting in a high chair. And he looks so cute doing it.

In other news, Antonio has discovered his junk in the bathtub and he loves playing with it. He looks cute doing that, too.

(Oh, I'm not posting pictures of that on the intranets. So here are some others.)

All Good Things Must Come to an End

Antonio headed home from California. He had a good time, but he was ready to come home. So we boarded the plane and set off for Seattle.

How was his flight home? Wonderful. Just like his flight to California. Only with a bit more crying and more vomit. Lots and lots of vomit. We cleaned ourselves off. (Yes, that's plural. Antonio didn't just vomit on himself, but on Mommy as well. Daddy got a little, too, but not enough to compete with those two.)

Then we got home. Antonio smiled when he saw all his friends and toys in his room. He knew he was home. He also knows he has to get all bundled up in fancy sweatshirts and hats when he goes outside. That's the one thing I know he'll miss about California.

Havana was happy to see Brother. They're getting along beautifully, and Antonio has discovered how soft her hair is and how fun it is to scratch her. She doesn't mind that too much.
Yeah, she had another cone on. The girl just couldn't stop scratching herself. The vet thinks she's got allergies, so she's taking Benadryl just like a regular person. She's feeling better, and it's calming her down, too.

Goodbye, California

Antonio's spending his last night in California. He had a great visit -- going for walks, meeting neighbors, seeing the other house. I think I had it best of all though, because I didn't have to spend more than a day away from my son. It was a good couple weeks.

Antonio got used to his fancy baseball bed.

He got to be a good Catholic boy and go to Ash Wednesday services.

He got to go on plenty of walks in the warm weather with Mom.

But most of all, Antonio spent the last week and a half showing the state of California just how cute a baby can be.

More from Washington tomorrow.

Happy Birthday, William Howard Taft

Antonio's first Presidents' Day. He celebrated by going to his grandparents' favorite Santa Monica dining establishment, Callahan's. It's really good.

We had to drive because the weather was not cooperating, and when we got home, we decided to take a few pictures of Antonio and his grandparents. It's not an easy task. Getting the two of them to smile at the same time and have both sets of eyes open and teeth showing and having them not look scared... it ain't easy. We took a hundred pictures before we had one that we deemed suitable for putting up on the blog. (Okay, I'm exaggerating. We only took 98 pictures. [And about that, I am not exaggerating.])
Then it was Mommy and Daddy's turn. Three pictures. All of 'em winners. Here's one of them.
After I took the in-laws to the airport, wouldn't you know it, but the weather turned and the sun came out. So the three of us took a little walk toward the ocean. Antonio was a cool customer again.
Today, Antonio came into work with me for a little while. He was flirty as always and everybody loved him. But how can you not?
Then it was another walk. Antonio's getting used to those.Oh, and tonight at bedtime, Antonio discovered that he could get his feet in his mouth.
Good times.

Antonio's a California Boy

Since Debbie and Antonio are in town and the weather's wonderful, we decided to take advantage of the of the sunshine and took off for a stroll. Antonio put on his best California outfit and hit the town. Needless to say the ladies loved him.

His parents thought he was pretty cool, too.

California Here I Come

Antonio is in California. Though he's a Washingtonian at heart (like his mother and father), we knew sooner or later he would make a journey to Santa Monica to see where his father spends his weekdays.

So Debbie and her parents braved the pre-Presidents' Day airport crowd and flew down to LA for the long weekend. (Deb and Antonio are staying the rest of the week).

Antonio, who already has an Alaska Airlines Mileage Plan Number, flew First Class (thanks, free upgrades) and enjoyed all the amenities -- like plastic cups.

As nice as it was to see my family when I got home from work yesterday, it was even nicer to wake up this morning with my family here with me. We had a nice quality morning.

Then Antonio got to wear his warm weather clothes for the first time. Yeah, he wore an outfit I'm sure I have a (much) larger version of, but I thought the kid looked pretty darn good. Then he got to hang out in his baseball-themed room.

I'm sure there will be all sorts of adventures tomorrow as well. But even if we just sit around the house, it's nice to have the family here with me.

Happy Valentine's Day

Antonio put on his "Little Flirt" bib for the Night Before Valentine's Day festivities. (Which is pretty much like every other night.)The bib is pretty much the most fitting piece of clothing he owns. He is the biggest flirt in the world. It's pretty sweet. But since I'm not in town today, Antonio decided to get me the best Valentine's Day gift possible. He's coming to Los Angeles to spend a week and half in a row with his dad. Mom's coming, too, of course.

Havana, however, has to fend for herself for a while.

Antonio Can Go Wherever He Wants

Antonio did something about 28 years before his dad did. (And no, I'm not talking about kissing a girl.) Antonio got a passport.

Actually, he hasn't gotten it yet, but he's filled out his form (Mom did it for him) and filed it, and in six weeks he will have his passport.

Since we're heading to Mexico for vacation in May, we thought it'd be good if we didn't have to smuggle him into the country. I guess I didn't need a passport to go to Canada back for Expo '86.

Here are some pictures of Antonio getting his passport photos taken:

And here is a picture of Antonio with his next set of passport photos after the passport office said the others didn't work as official photos. (Stupid Sears Portrait Studio)

And yes, I changed Antonio's diaper in public.

Antonio's Weekend

Antonio didn't have the busiest weekend, but he did get out and have a little bit of activity.

In addition to his morning exercise in his Jumparoo and his evening baths, he and Mommy and Daddy went to Auntie Chrissy's house to get things in shape for the arrival of Antonio's new cousin. We made some good progress, even though Antonio wasn't much of a help carrying heavy objects from one room to another.

After that, we had a nice quiet afternoon and evening as a family. Then, this morning, Antonio had his first taste of rice cereal. His reaction? I don't think he would mind if it was his last taste of rice cereal.

But he's a growing boy, so he'll get used to it. There will be more in the next couple days, as Antonio has a very busy week planned. Stay tuned.