Hairs Cut.

Just clean me up a little on the sides, trim the bangs and make me look respectable.


Before.
After. "Hey cousin, looks like you just got a hair cut too." "Hey G-pa, looks like you just got a hair cut too."

Crack myself right up... I figure Marco is making family bald jokes on borrowed time.

The Baby That Ate Marco

Friday we got together with Marco's girlfriends. Willa, Ashlie and Marco were all born within 24 hours of each other. The three of them had always been very similar in size. So, uh... what happened? These girls are delicate flowers. Very dainty and ladylike. Here's some photos of Ashlie, Willa and the baby that ate Marco.

And when he was tired of the photo shoot, he crawled away to wreak havoc on Willa's house.

And no boys in the house.

Jeff's Heather came over to babysit Marco while we went to a punk show in the City with Dan. Ha! For the record, we told the babysitter that she could invite boys over and that she could even raid our wine cellar. So there you go. We're so cool.

Marco really wanted to "come join us" and wear his new Converse high tops, but even the opening band was going on after his bedtime, so we had to leave him at home. Plus, he'd probably have to abandon "faux" and go real mohawk and I don't think we should take a razor to the baby's hair just yet.
In other update news... Marco's new daycare is going well. It takes me a little less time to get there even though it's further. My secret source (alright, it's Katie) has given me status updates... Marco asleep when she picked up Brooke... Marco having a bottle while surrounded by the other kids... the twins taking turns hugging Marco... so everything seems to be fine.

He's been eating well, sleeping well, crawling and he's still sleeping through - so I can't complain!The kids at the old daycare were younger and it was veeeeery mellow there. The new daycare is a hotbed of activity and Marco can't stand to miss a thing. He eats lunch with the group and even has a 3:00 afternoon snack with the group. So grown up! He's started to push and pull himself up to standing I think maybe to escape all the kids "loving" him all day.

I call daycare a success.

Sun Salutations

Ooomborg... Namaste.

Ol' Shark Bait Cecchin.

It's that time of year again! We packed up our monogrammed boat bags (you're hearin' it) and hit the road to Ventura for a week out on the boat with Papa John and Grandma Linda. Marco's was a week full of firsts.

First trip out to the Islands... first dinghy ride... first swim in the ocean... first times getting himself into a sitting position... first poking out tooth... first crawling - a big week. As we were packing, he got up on his hands and knees and went for it. That's right, just before going on a week long trip on a boat, he started legitimately crawling. I mean, he couldn't wait a week?

The trip was fab as usual, filled with relaxing, eating, drinking, kayaking and swimming. The food alone should have it's own post, but I guess I'll leave that to Linda's blog. Stay tuned for that.

Early Saturday morning we headed out to Santa Cruz Island aboard Poseidon.

It took Marco awhile to find his sea knees with the rocking and rolling. But he loved the rocking during naptime! After we got back to the dock and the rocking stopped, he shot off like a bullet! I'm panicked about baby proofing right away.

Since the pak n' play is not conducive to boat travel, we were at a loss for where Marco would sleep. We were about to settle for the floor, when Dad had another thought. He built this little guard for the bunk beds in the duck room and poof! Insta-crib. Isn't it fab?

Here he is sunning his bod in his signature pose.

After Jeff caught several sharks fishing, he insisted that he and Marco would not be swimming. Of course, Marco being a rebel, he donned his lifevest for a swim and a dinghy ride anyway.

Marco bellied up.

Linda gave us a cooking lesson. We passed!

Marco LOVED his aquarium! Alright, alright, it's a bait tank. But he loved it anyway.
Da dum. Da dum. Be afraid.

Marco napping on Papa.

Jeff and Linda got waaaay dorky baking.

We saw dolphins on the way out and this baby sea lion visited us one morning. Marco could've cared less.

While we were underway, we strapped in that baby. I mean, it's prudent to keep your hands free for grabbing rails. Underway and headed home...