Today while Mommy was singing a Music Together song, Austen hummed along with the correct notes! “Sing Rue, Sing Rue…”
Mommy predicts Austen will be the next musician in the family. She has about a one in four chance of being correct.Month: October 2006
Oktoberfest at Mia’s House
Eileen and Mia, our hostesses
Greeting Olga
Playing in Mia’s room
The Cutest Little Pumpkin at the Edison YMCA Halloween Spooktacular
Don’t let the dragon get you!
MOMS Club of Edison Halloween Party
Austen’s take from the Halloween Pumpkin Pinata
With playgroup pal Nicholas
Bowling for babies
Playgroup kids and dads
Nancy and Connor
Two little pumpkins
Austen had a strong, sudden attachment to this chair.
Pin the Nose on the Pumpkin
Music Together Class at the Edison YMCA
Austen loves the class, walking and dancing around the whole time, smiling and interacting with the other parents and kids — there are dads in this class! She even enjoys listening to the Music Together CDs in the car; Daddy and Mommy sing along. The only problem is during class when she has to put away the little sticks and instruments.
Austen wore her Halloween shirt for the Saturday class before Halloween.
Eating Halloween Mac and Cheese
Austen is developing a taste for pasta.
Going Wild at 1st Halloween Party
Showing Off Her New Molar
Lunch at Greek Restaurant in Highland Park with Connor, Dean, Aaron and Malina
Followed by a stop at Over the Moon Toys.
The Owl, an ancient Greek simple of wisdom, associated with Philosophia or love of wisdom.Already overprotective!
Recently, Austen went to have some photos taken in her Indian outfit at a professional photography studio. The photographer was nice, accommodating and patiently waited for Austen to settle in. He also helped encourage Austen to relax, smile, strike the right pose, etc. Throughout the process, he kept affectionately calling her boo. Of course he was being caring and genuine but all the while, Dada was a little upset at the sound of someone calling his baby “boo.” It looks like Dada will need to take up martial arts to sufficiently threaten all future male friends once Austen’s a little older.
Consider this fair warning…