All figured out

Cruz has the timing on the camera down to a science. These pictures with his eyes closed aren't an accident. He sees the orange light on the camera and squints and when the flash goes off he closes his eyes. It makes me want to take more pictures--it is that funny to watch the little squinter perfecting his work. More comic relief from the Cruz-meister.

Get Up, Stand Up

Marley would be proud of this little munchkin. Cruz has been pulling himself up and standing for the past 2 or 3 weeks. Everytime I turn around he is on his two little feet. Yesterday he was standing behind the chair I was sitting on and I thought he was on his knees. Not a chance...2 1/2 feet just isn't that tall.
(Did I mention I'm thankful for skulls? Well I am.)

The best CASE ever (and the glasses that came with it)

I don't know what was more exciting, getting the glasses or the case. I'm pretty sure Oshyn can see better with them on...although when we were picking out the frames a few weeks ago, he thought he could see better with all of the different glasses--and they were just plain glass. I'll let you know if he miraculously starts reading or something.

Mind reader

Ever since Cruz was about two months old, we have known what his thoughts are. Second child you say? Nope, that's not it. Let's just say he wears his heart on his sleeve...I mean his onsie.

A bit haughty for a 2-month old

Couldn't agree with you more

Already loyal to the fam

That's a no-brainer!


Speak for yourself

We love you Cruz! Is this the onsie you want for your birthday?

The Recent Specs

After playing "paper, rock, scissors"
for who had to sit on the left side of Oshyn at dinner, I figured a trip to the eye doctor (for the funky right wandering eye), was due. Neither Beau or I have had any eye problems yet in our lives, so we didn't quite expect this one. Off we went, last Thursday morning, to see--or not to see--the doc. The first test that was given was a bunch of stenciled pictures in varied sizes. It started with a huge jetliner. Oshyn immediately shouted out, "AIRPLANE!" Then it got a bit tricky. Up came a... bird. Well, for those of you who really know Oshyn, you know that the animal kingdom is not his best subject. He thought and thought and then finally said, "GOOSE"--I was proud, even though it didn't have a long neck (or any neck), at least he guessed in the bird family. Following the "goose", came a house, a birthday cake, a hand, and then a picture of a guy on a horse. We had quite a pause on that one before he said "FLOWER". Like I said before, they were stencils, but this is just classic Oshyn. Blind or not, he just isn't an animal guy. Period. Show him a wrench, a big rig or combine harvester---NOT ANIMALS! We were almost laughing at that point and asked the doctor if she could just put all of the pictures up big so we could tell him what they all were. After we had done that his answers were more accurate, but then he tried to be a little brainiac. If he really couldn't see the picture, he would just start guessing using all of the answers he remembered us talking about. Luckily they don't determine your vision using just one test. Following the stencils they dilated his eyes and did some measurements. The verdict was in, in less than an hour...Oshyn needs glasses! He is far-sighted, which explains his head turning when we read and silly eye at the dinner table. All a result of his poor little eyes just trying so hard to focus. He was pretty pumped for most of the day, saying he wanted glasses just like Dean (his cousin). I will post more pictures when the specs arrive. In the mean time, if anyone can let me in on some prescription info, please do. Supposedly +3.50 is only 1/2 of Oshyn's prescription so his eyes will still have to work a bit. Has anyone ever heard of being +7.0?

The Caged Animal

How I found Cruz this morning. He must have been listening to Oshyn's advice.

Pink Polka Dotted Pleasure

We've had quite the storm sequence in the Lodi parts these past few weeks. Both of these fallen trees are just outside our house. The one that fell in the street I actually predicted. This is how it went... (me)"Wow! That tree is really blowing! It looks like its going to fall down." (the tree) "Crack...Boom!" The tree split right in half and landed right on one of our neighbors cars. That tree, and a few others have had to be completely removed--leaving stumps as grave stones.
The wind has died down from the 50+mph that it was blowing, but the rain is still coming down, sometimes sprinkles, sometimes cats and dogs. The day after the first big dump, Oshyn went outside and said "Is my favorite puddle there?!" Then we proceeded to the outerside of our fence. It was there and boy was somebody happy! (...her little boy was too). You know what that means--RAIN BOOTS coming out of the closet. Probably one of the best purchases I've ever made.

Let the brawling begin

2 Pureed Peas in a Pod

Before Cruz was born, I was a tad nervous that the gap between the two boys would be too big for them to be buddies. Well, much to my delight, I have been proven wrong. Oshyn thinks Cruz is beyond wonderful, gets so excited when he does just about anything, and is already showing him the ropes. Cruz thinks that Oshyn is the best thing since pureed peas and lights up as soon as Oshyn enters the room. Buddies? Naaahh...better than that. BROTHERS!

Sharing the 'secret of a good time'...the laundry basket.

Protecting him already--notice the towel behind Cruz's head and also on both sides of him. (And by the way, Cruz can sit up by himself--these are a just-in-case added measure of Oshyn's doing)

And as always, cuddling--whether Cruz wants to or not...Oshyn runs the show for now.