Finn's Halloween Extravaganza

Finn's first halloween bash was a scary good time. Finn woke up from a nap and put on his monkey suit just in time to greet the first guests; including but not limited to Winnie the Pooh, a mermaid, a ninja, batman, a hillbilly robber, Marilyn Monroe as a cat, a ballerina or two, a woodland fairy, Tigger, wacky clown man, punk rock girl, a construction worker, a nurse, a canine angel, a firewoman, a tooth fairy, musical guests The Cramps, Elvis, and then the Police showed up; but luckily we managed to distract them with candy.

Bring Baby to Work Day

Today was Finns first day on the job. The job was a print/web-advert doing props for the Mini Cooper car. He went shopping with mama in the morning
and Maisie even came with us in the car at first because Maisie was in the commercial too. Sadly no pictures of Maisie in her celebrity moment, but I'll find out the webaddress when it airs and post it here. In the afternoon, Finn kept an eye on the props; i.e. everything that was going into the Mini Cooper to show just how much storage room the car has, such as 500 lbs of cement, 5 folding chairs, a cooler, a fan, a big dog (maisie of course), and...you get the idea.

Finn is very busy organising props. He is like Wheres Waldo? in this photo.

Finn chats with everyone on the crew, from P.A.'s to Producers (Pungitore and Larissa)


After a hard days work

Sunshiny day

This morning Finn took a break from teething and crying and found a sunny spot so I took some pictures. As you can tell, he is painfully shy and seems to fear the camera...we'll have to work on that.

Happy 8 months Finn!

Yes, our little boy is growing up, he's 8 months today.
His latest milestones include "scooching"; meaning he doesn't crawl, he bounces in a seated position in an inchworm-like fashion to get to wherever it is he has to go, usually in Maisie's direction, somewhat to her chagrin.
Yesterday he tried to feed himself his bottle, didn't want any help from mama. Didn't get much milk either, but his independent streak is getting wider all the time.
He goes on verbal rampages, saying DADADA with such conviction, and now finally we are hearing one or two Mamamamaaaaa's mixed in with the ranting. He still loves blowing raspberries as if he's competing, and this is his preferred method of conveying to me that he's done eating which usually results in me being covered in a light spatter of pureed peas or sweet potato.
The teething has set in, poor guy and its made him fairly cranky from time to time. I overheard a nurse say that if adults had to go through another teething stage, we would demand morphine.
Here are some photos too of Finn meeting his new buddy Dash from the west coast. Their mutual friend Eleanor was there too, (and I think they were talking about starting a band.)