First TimerOur little man, Jorgen, didn't watch TV until he was a year old. I was hoping to have the rule with Shelley. However, the other night I was just curious to see what she would do if she watched Baby Einstein. I thought maybe it would be good for her eye stimulation and Jorgen loved it when he started watching it (and still does). So, I told them we were going to have a picnic and watch a show.
Jorgen was totally thrilled!

And Shelley thought it was AMAZING! Her jaw is dropping.

And very soon BOTH of them were totally mesmerized!
This picture has to be my favorite. They look so much alike. I noticed that Jorgen's shirt says Stanford and Shelley's shirt says 'dream'...We are living the Stanford dream....but I don't know if the 'Stanford Dream' consists of plopping your kids in front on the tube like I did tonight;)

Really, they didn't even flinch when I took these pictures.

So that was Shelley's first time watching TV and I do not think I want her second time to be any time soon. However, I am going to ask her ophthalmologist to see if Baby Einstein is good stimulation for her visual acuity. Wouldn't that be funny if he encouraged TV watching!
A GameThe following are pictures of Jorgen entertaining Shelley at the table. Jorgen plays this little game with her on a daily basis. He will go on one side of her seat and pop up and say 'peek-a-boo' and then run around to the other side and do the same thing. He does this over and over again and Shelley thinks it is so funny! He is such a good little entertainer.



Our Little NewsieA dear friend gave Shelley the cutest little hat for Christmas! Jorgen and I came home to a little newsie girl today - Justin had changed Shelley and accessorized her head with the new hat. The first thing Jorgen said was, "Sheyees a newsie!". I think it's so funny that he even knows what that is. We took more pictures of her with her hat on today that I will post later. She is such a doll!

Kids say the darndest thingsJorgen is so funny these days. The other day he looked at me and said, "You have a basketball on you." I asked him where and he pointed to one of my moles. So just to be sure he thought my moles were called basketballs, I asked him where else he saw them. So he pointed to a few others and then said, "When I grow up I get some on me too."