Experiencing Technical Difficulties

As some of you know, the videos on this blog are not currently functioning. The problem seems to be affecting all of them, so after some searching on the eBlogger help page, I found reports of several users having the same issues. Rather than trying to reload all these videos, I'm assuming for the time being this is a problem on eBlogger's end. They've been trying to resolve it for about a week now, so we'll see what happens. Stay tuned. And thanks for letting me know.

ADDENDUM: of course, when I posted this, the videos seemed to be working. Hopefully that's all taken care of.

Why it's tough to get video of Anna playing

Camera shy she isn't.

Lazy Saturdays

Sometimes the best days are the ones where you get to just hang around the house.

Sippy Cup

This week we've started trying sippy cups.



As you can see, we have some work to do.

Lunch at Anna's house

We were having so much fun at lunch, we thought we'd grab the video camera. Enjoy.

What a day!

Anna had a big day today. Baby bookworm at the library, a play date this afternoon with a new friend, and then this:




(That's a humidifier in the laundry basket, by the way. I put it there to discourage Anna from playing with it. She certainly knows what she wants.)

11 Months Old

And feeling impish.

Here she comes...

Here's a more recent video of Anna crawling. She can cover the entire apartment now.

Plug for a friend's blog

For a great post on the behind-the-scenes antics of getting that "Christmas card picture," follow this link to a friend's blog called Surviving Four. More than likely, you didn't have to go through anything quite this dramatic. And if you did, please blog about it!

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

Grandma and Grandpa Van Dyke gave Anna a sled that we enjoyed using during our time in Michigan. It was her first time venturing out into snow. She did pretty well despite the cold.

Anna to the rescue

Anna loves to wave, and she does not practice favoritism. She waves hello, good-bye, good morning, good night, and not only to people but to rooms, furniture, and toys. Hello, microwave. Hello, ceiling fan. Good morning, changing pad. Good night, window. Reading Good Night Moon at bedtime usually seems a tad redundant.

Yesterday I was feeding Anna while Ben was making dinner. He was heating up some leftover fried chicken and had potatoes boiling on the stove to make fresh mashed potatoes. (I know; how lucky am I?) While I was very focused on Anna and her macaroni and cheese, she began waving at the stove. Ben had stepped out of the room, so I was a little surprised. I looked where she was waving, and steam was gushing out of the potato pot. I rushed over and lifted the lid just before the bubbles had a chance to push their way past the lid and onto the stove. I NEVER catch boiling water until it's sizzling away on the burner. Thanks to Anna, we had a little less clean up to do. What a good helper already!