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The Tooth Ogre

If the tooth fairy takes teeth away, the tooth ogre must bring them. Thankfully, he doesn't charge any money for this delightful (!) process.

It's easy to tell when this little guy is teething - he manages to find a soother, though his Mama can never find one at naptime, and clings to it for dear life. And the rash fairy visits, and leaves her little red footprints all over his cheeks and chin. We feel kinda bad for him. Only 13 left to go...

Brown Bear, Brown Bear

Is ALL Sebastien wants to see. Actually, he really likes the bear-in-a-bunny-suit too. But here he is giving Flop the Bear some lovin'.

This is not a difficult picture to get these, days. Amazing how he can crawl while hauling that bear around.

Top Story

There is much that was newsworthy today. It snowed heaps and mountains, and some of it blew in the house, as the massive windows were being replaced. That was exciting. And we had a long walk in the chariot, going to the garage to get the car, and when we got there the mechanics said, "why didn't you just call us for a ride?", and then we rubbed crackers all over the floor at Chapters (don't tell anyone), and then we finally ventured home again to a freezing cold house, but now it's toasty warm, all we're going to show is a picture of Sebastien's new haircut.

It was a one-snip-wonder home-brew kind of affair. But at least now he doesn't have hair hanging into his eyes.

Snow!!!!!!

This is the first REAL snowfall of Sebastien's life. And don't forget, he was born Dec. 16th. It was an ugly winter. So we are all just chomping at the bit to get outside.

Waiting patiently...

Of course, it's hard to move when you're this bundled up. He did manage to stick his face in the snow, though. That's valuable winter experience.

Monday Morning Blues

Monday morning is always a let-down for wee Sebastien - when Papa goes back to work, the fun around here decreases by 50%.

But hey, calling random numbers is fun too. And who knows, maybe he will make a new friend.

Dirty Jobs

Eating avocado is a dirty job, or at least it can be. So can eating soup without a spoon. We'll spare you the details.

Putting the winter tires on your bike can also be a dirty job. Sebbie tries to entice Papa into a game of 52 pickup, but Papa is focused.

Strange Day

What a strange day. Mama was all pooped from an actual evening out of the house. Debra and her boys came over, and the boys destroyed Sebbie's cardboard houses (affectionately known as shantytown around here). Thankfully, he got the kitty out before the boy hurricane struck.

And then, he selected the world's worst snack.

Tomorrow is another day.

Gone Fishing

Papa tries to elicit the hilarious fish face from Sebbie.

To no avail. Papa looks funny, though.

Blue

Mama, these blue pants are really ugly, and furthermore, they've eaten my feet.

What an articulate boy. "Furthermore" was his first word. Except it sounds like bababababa. But we know what he means.

The blue plate is much more fun.

Ooh, and this one has sparkles!

Food TV

If Sebastien were a TV station, he would have about 50% of his programming time devoted to food. It's pretty fun to watch him eat, even if he only has one channel.

Of course, it's hard to show how cute he is eating, when he keeps trying to share his apple with the camera. Thanks, Sebbie.

Static Cling

Look, he's channeling (channelling?) David Bowie!

Not sure David Bowie can pull off the red blanket/cape thing quite as well, though.

Breakfast at Tiffany's

Ok. So it wasn't really breakfast. It was more like coffee and cheesecake. And that's not Tiffany Sebbie is lounging on, it's Rita.

But still, we were at Tiffany's, it was morning, Sebbie had his pj's on, and we ate food and drank coffee. I think it's close enough.

Reunion

We don't see nearly enough of Scotty these days. So a playdate is always a good time.

And here we have a whole pile of Y chromosomes.

And just for fun, some random cuteness.

This time, the sweater stayed unsullied.

Baby Mooch

We're teaching him to be a mooch. Actually, he might be naturally inclined to that. But we aren't doing very much to discourage it. Or maybe, like his Mama, he just really, really loves toast.

Oh, bummer. All gone. Might as well go play, now.

11 Months!

11 Months old today, and look, he can already go en pointe. Without ballet shoes, even. But we won't run out and get him tights just yet.

And Maaritta came over to play. We thought she came to play with Sebastien, but really, she came to play with his giant stuffed kitty. We can't blame her. It is pretty fun. Almost as much fun as the farting pig. But that's a story for another day.

The kitty also makes a great crash mat. Sebastien helpfully positions it for a nice soft landing.

(Safety-oriented folks will notice the adult hand restraining the wee acrobaby from actually leaping off the couch.)

Name That Creature

Oooh, it's trivia night on SPD!

What kind of creature has the following characteristics:

a) bright red cheeks

b) crazy hair

and c) a big huge yawn?

Give up? I'll post the answer tomorrow.

Digging Deep

So, Mama came home from the Sally Ann all proud of the cool toys she found. Turns out Sebastien did some toy finding of his own. This should keep him entertained for awhile. Unless we actually decide to cook something.

Our little pothead.

Actually, Papa thinks he is hiding is face in shame. Something to do with his goofy outfit. How come nobody likes the argyle legwarmers? Maybe we'll try the stripey ones tomorrow.

In the meantime, there's more fun to be had with household items.

Well, will you look at that? Even the ceiling is fun to play with.

More Fashion Blogging

Here is Sebastien in the warm suit that makes him look a bit like a daffodil. This will no doubt be a welcome sight on a winter day.

He was wearing this fetching little number, but apparently he found it quite nauseating, and consequently, we had to change.

It wasn't quite as fetching with lunch all over it.

Rainbow Bright

Is what Sebastien is. That is, he is wearing bright clothing. He is not a unicorn with a multicoloured tail.

(If he were, he'd be Rainbow Brite. I never had one, but I did see about 10 000 commercials for it. All in one day.)

And here he is, being a real drag.

In aerodynamic terms, that is.

Sharing the Love

Food is love. He might not be eating it, but at least he's not throwing it on the floor.

And bye-bye hugs for Grandmaman.

Oh, and some lion love too. There's lots to go around.

Up Close and Personal

Poor Sebbie. He has had this cold for an eternity. The hat is cute, but the rest of him is a bit of a mess.

Now we're feeling better. Amazing how colds in small kids are intermittent.

Grey Days

The snow all melted, and the sky is grey. Good thing Grandmaman came to brighten Sebastien's day. And read him 1000 stories.

Of course, there are lots of bright spots when there are babies around. Sebbie has a nice bright stroller, and nice bright slippers, and a nice bright hat.

And so does Matilda! Freaky.

Keeping it Fresh

You know, every day with Sebastien is fun. But it's not always photographable fun. Lucky for us he has an almost endless supply (only slight exaggeration) of sweaters we can babble on about.

But it's not all shallow fashion talk. This particular blue number was knit by his Oma, some eternities ago when Sebastien's Mama (or, more accurately, his uncles) were just wee. It still looks good.

Baby Train

In the morning, Sebastien and Matilda went for matching Chariot rides. Now all we need is Maaritta in her Chariot and we can block the whole road. Not that we would, of course.

And in the afternoon, Sebastien watched the snow fall! This little frog is going to need a warmer suit. And some boots!

Four More Weeks

Four more weeks 'til Mama has to go back to work. And that's the last we'll say of that.

We had our first dusting of snow last night. A pretty good wake-up call to rake the rest of the leaves, and let Sebastien crawl around before he freezes to the ground.

And now for something completely different:

Mr. Christie did not pay us to use this photo. In fact, they might conisder paying us not to use it. Then again, the box is empty. Could go either way.

Fun With Mama

I got yer nose, Mama.

And then, graciously, Sebbie agrees to play with Mama's favourite toy, the oh-so-cool raccoon-in-a-garbage-can-puppet. It really is the best toy, ever.

Even babies like it! Oh right. It's supposed to be about the baby.

Fun With Papa

Some people are full of hot air. Papa is full of bubbles!

Papa is also full of mischief.

And he's always full of stories.

And there's always room on his lap for Sebastien.

Little Brother

Sebbie is nobody's little brother, but I'm sure Beckham is glad he doesn't want one. Sebbie spent the afternoon destroying Beckham's towers, and then chewing on the rubble

He can fit a lot in that mouth of his...

Easily Entertained

He's entertained by the broom, we're entertained by him. It all works out.

Dragging it Out

Hallowe'en doesn't have to ever end if your warm suit is a frog suit.

The happy frog went to visit baby Marc today. He was happy too.

Sebbie thought Marc was heeee-larious. Marc looks like he wishes he could crawl so he could get away from the crazy kid in the orange pants.

And then there was Tom. He insisted on calling the blue giraffe a dinosaur, so Sebastien was forced to shun him and play with the TP instead.

Rough life.