Photo Dump

Baxter is so active these days!  He's crawling everywhere, snacking on whatever he finds on the floor, and bonking his head on every surface.  Everyone who has watched him for a few hours has said how hard he is to keep up with.  Preaching to the choir, people!  The worst thing was that Bax seemed to go into warp speed with learning new things and moving when Mike was watching him after my oral surgery.  He had to admit, watching him day and night for days back to back was "exhausting".  Well spoken, dear husband.

Here is Baxter in his kitchen table "fort".  He's eating puffs while monitoring the landscape guys put in our backyard.

BEFORE: Well-manicured dirt pile.

AFTER: Well-manicured (for now) sod.

We plan on putting in a hedge at the back and getting some fencing installed on the side.  We don't want to completely fence the yard because we like seeing the trees behind the house.  We often see deer, raccoon, rabbits, and wild birds back there.

Speaking of grass, Baxter loves to eat it.  This is a picture of him at the Silverdale Waterfront.  As soon as I put him down on the picnic blanket, he scuttled off to the edge and started grabbing at the grass and stuffing it in his mouth.  When I took the grass out of his hands and mouth and put him back down, he crawled even faster to another edge, then started eating the grass from the ground like a cow. That's my boy!

By popular demand, here is a post-surgery picture of me and my swollen cheeks.  It's been eight days since I had my wisdom teeth taken out and my left cheek is still swollen with a visible healing bruise.  To top it off, I have a socket infection too!  (Yay!)  For the past two days I'd been tasting a mixture of pus and week-old food that got stuck in the sockets.  I now wield the handy dandy socket syringe cleaner so I can flush out all the crud and have a fresher tasting mouth.  I go in next week for another follow-up, but if the antibiotics haven't kicked out the infection, then Dr. La Rosa will have to open up the socket again.

Last month my sister got married and Baxter got to be the ringbearer.  He was so proud to be walking down the aisle with me and his Lola (who ended up holding the ring pillow).  He was high-stepping like a showhorse the whole time and loving all the attention he was getting.

Watching the thrilling rubber duck race at Whaling Days.

Mike's magic diaper changing glasses.  They stopped Bax from wiggling for about two diaper changes, and then Bax realized behind the sunglasses was just Daddy, and not Kanye West.

Liking trains seems to be something that runs in the Balogh blood, and Baxter is no different.  What sets him apart from the rest is that he fancies the shinkansen (Japanese bullet train) instead of the steam engines that Grandpa Choo-Choo enjoys.  Really though, Baxter most likes acting like Godzilla and eating the traintracks.

That's all for now, hope you all are having a fabulous summer!  In a few weeks we'll be taking our first family road trip down Highway 101 to southern California so Bax can meet my aunts, uncles, and cousins in Oceanside.  That should be an adventure!