oh my god!

elliott brood has been nominated for a juno. i'm speechless. i'm going to need some time to recover. steve got back from his tour this morning at 4am. and kaspar got up at 6am. and i'm speechless.... and tired... and cold... and.... just speechless, really.

un tiem, kas varbut neesat tik zinosi par kanadas muzikas notikumiem, es paskaidrosu tapat, ka es skaidroju savai mammai... jus zinat, kas ir 'oskari', ja? vai zinat kas ir 'grammy awards'? tas ir tadas pasas balvas, ka 'oskari' filmam, tikai muzikai. un 'juno awards' ir tas pats, kas 'grammy awards' amerika, bet tikai kanadas versija. :-) ja, un steve grupa ir nomineta rock/folk muzikas kategorija. turesim ikskus!

explaining the socks and what not

ha, ha, ha.... i just took a peak at my last blog and realized that my title has nothing to do with the blog. baby brain! hi, hi, hi!

let me explain about the socks... i am a big fan of stripes and colours, when it comes to socks. (and no, this is not a picture of my striped socks, even though i wish, oh, i do wish they were!) so, very often i walk around the house sporting my multi coloured toes. but kaspar thinks that this must be some game i play especially for him. sometimes he'll be sitting on the carpet, playing on his own and i'll just walk into the room or walk by him, when he, with a yelp will fling himself at my feet and then giggle or scream with joy. at first i couldn't figure it out. i thought perhaps he was falling over. but then the laughter gave it away. it's a game of a sorts for him. sometimes, when he's in the mood, he'll dive for my brown slippers, too. maybe he's just pretending to be a cat. however, i don't even know, if he's ever met a live cat (no, he has not seen a dead one either, but many green yellow and blue cats in the form of stuffed animals and flat ones in picture books!)... has he, hmm?

here is the big news of the day - he's growing hair! i've been dying to write about this for a few days now, but every time i try taking a picture of his hair, it only looked like 'lack there of'. but this morning i managed to snap one. and don't you dare tell me that there is no hair. this is quite a lot of hair for kaspar! you can see the swirl on the back of his head! i'm so used to having him without hair. what will he look like with hair? time is on my side i guess. his hair is taking it's sweet time and giving me a chance to get slowly used to it.

and here is a picture of a new favourite. this is a borrowed toy from his friends markus & emil (who, at the moment have outgrown/not old enough for it!) we have inherited it for the time being. kaspar loves it. it's like a little table with buttons and keys and things. it plays music and funny sounds and even though he's not strong enough to stand next to it to play, we have figured out that the toy is just as good on it's side or even with legs removed right on the floor. i'm sure i will soon be cursing the factory in thailand or china that made this thing (that sort of music can quickly start to drive one crazy...) but for now, it's a great new toy. in the mornings it gives me a chance to make coffee and sometimes even check email.

well. he's up. the nap lasted only an hour. i got a hair cut and did my blog - all in the matter of one hour. not so bad. not bad at all!

socks and what not

it has been six days now, since kaspar began sitting. i mean sitting completely on his own. no pillows. no hands. no propping up. before that, he used to sit up for about a minute or so, and then he would just fall over. almost like some invisible hand had come and pushed him over. he'd fall, either on his side or right back. a few times, when i was not quick enough to catch him or put a pillow behind him, his head would hit the carpet with a thud. a frightening sound, really. he wouldn't get upset, though, i assume it sounded worse then it was. i had never thought about it that way, but babies have to learn absolutely everything, even how to fall. no wonder we do not remember those first years of our lives. if we did, we might be damaged for life. imagine the frustration? learning how to eat, how to walk, talk, fall, crawl, grip and the list goes on and on... and at the same time growing an inch a month or so. and not being able to communicate with the rest of the world. it has to be hard being a baby!