Category: Judah

Judah went to two museums this week.  He’s about as enthusiastic as I was.  Modern art; what was I thinking?  And the Jewish Children’s museum, was more Jewish lite than I expected (though I had been forewarned).

 

A bonus pic of Judah first thing this morning after his bath.  Really, more little boy like than baby like.

Judah loves the ponies.  He’s finally reached an age where he can ride his own hobby horse.  Unfortunately, his sound effects don’t match the animal.

See those well behaved children?  They’re the Casillas family.  See the child looking to the side.  Little does he know, he’s about to get tossed out of the kid’s concert at the Hollywood Bowl.  He was just a little too enthusiastic for this crowd.  He cheered, and clapped for everything and everyone.

Who knows what this pseudo abacus has to do with the butterfly pavilion at the Museum of Natural History – but Judah liked it.

A few months ago, Judah learned all about bubbles in his baby signing class.  Finally, he can say, sign, and blow them on his own.

Judah loves the water, and loves his boats.  I think he’d made a good captain . . . of the Titanic . . . he loves to watch them capsize.

Here’s Judah running through Fort Greene park after swinging, and running, and playing, and sliding, and . . . you get the idea.

Judah loves the cats.  It’s too bad the cats don’t love him back nearly as much.  But he’s working on it.  He’s just now learning their names.

Judah insisted we get matching plates.  No really, he was that pushy.

Judah’s first two word phrase: go out.  So here he is outside first thing in the morning.