Babies and Baseball

I had to work all Labor Day weekend which meant we were sticking around time for the first time in years. With that in mind we took off to the cottage for the last weekend in August. Ahh summer in the midwest: warm days of swimming, crisp nights with campfires. Scratch that. This weekend it was a fire going 24/7 indoors and many layers when going outside. The total times we swam in the lake this summer equals zero. Sad. We still had fun though, taking a few walks through the woods and spending time hanging out and - what else? - eating.

Let's go, daddy-o!


Can you spot the heron in the dam?


So THIS is what these teeth are good for

Another plus to staying in town for the holiday weekend was catching my husband the All Star in action. That's right, 33 was nominated by his team, the Orioles, to represent them in the All Star game. He has been catching and pitching this year, along with being a go-to guy at the plate. The first playoff game is this Sunday. Go Orioles!

Daddy's #1 fan


Clapping for....probably herself

Matt's trunk doubles as the Maio Athletic Storage Facility


Calling the shots


Matt's stand up double in the third inning

Meanwhile G has had a few big girl adventures of her own. We wrapped up music class a few weeks ago and last week started swimming lessons (in the event that we ever do make it into the lake). She hasn't had a bottle in almost four weeks and we're all transitioned from formula to milk. She also started in the 1-year old room at daycare yesterday. She was a little out of sorts when she got home so we're going to have to spend a little time adjusting. But they must have worn her out because she slept until 9:15 this morning. This must be what heaven feels like. And last but not least she is starting to stand on her own for long stretches, making me think that the first steps are mere days away. Better load up the camcorder.

Ta ta, ba ba


There's a silly baby in the mirror


Walking to the bathroom to brush her teeth