Archive for November, 2011

Someone Like You

We know a song’s getting a lot of radio play when Clara starts to know more of the words than we do. Here we are watching Adele’s music video online after breakfast the other morning. Of course Clara sang the chorus almost perfectly ten times (much to our utter amazement) and then we whipped out the video camera and got this substantially less enunciated version. Maybe the girl has stage fright?

We love how she really went for that last note and finished strong with a dramatic milk cup closure. Bravo, Clara. Bravo.

One, Two, Three…

With a little bit of helping getting started, Clara can count her way to 10. And it’s cute. And we’re proud.

Note that this video takes place on her changing table, since it’s one of the few places that we can get her to “perform” for the camera without trying to take it and watch the baby (aka herself) on the screen. So don’t be surprised if you see lots of videos shot here in the future.

Playing With The Big Dogs… Again

Our Charlotte-based friends Matt & Kristin (whose house we’ve crashed here and here) visited last weekend to see us and some of their other Richmond friends before they relocate to San Francisco in a few weeks. We’re always glad to see them, of course. As for Clara? She’s mostly glad to see their dogs, Simon (below) and Sage.

It’s the first time we’ve had dogs other than Burger in the house, so after much barking (on Burger’s part) things calmed down and Clara could once again get all up in Sage and Simon’s business.

Just like when we visited them last time, the dogs were very good sports about the 1.5 year old who wanted to pet them non-stop, follow them around the house, and giggle like crazy whenever their tails whapped her in the face (seriously, it cracked her up).

 Here’s where we’d insert a picture of Burger, but he was busy scooting around so fast that we couldn’t get a shot (or hanging out under the covers in the bedroom). It was as if he was extreeeemely excited to have dog friends in the house and completely petrified at the same time. Poor guy.