Friday, August 28, 2009

Shoe Fetish


Until a month ago, despite our wishes, Liam has not found himself a lovey (a creature comfort he can turn to when feeling sad and abashed). Finally, Liam has found himself a lovey: his shoes. These shoes are now one and a half sizes too small, are incredibly smelly and he can't get enough of them. He will find them in the closet and want to put them on. He refuses all other shoes and when we bought him new shoes, he said "no, no, no" over and over and eventually ripped them off.

These shoes have finally taken their last steps. I have hidden them away and bought new awesome shoes; they are even named Liam. He doesn't love them, but he might learn to tolerate them. Sometimes, I think taking a pacifier away would have been easier.

In addition to his love for his own sandals, Liam enjoys looking in our shoe closet and taking out shoes so that he can return them to their rightful owner. He will carry shoes the size of his torso around until he can give them to his Daddy or Mommy to put on.


Wednesday, August 19, 2009

A note from Liam

I don't know why my parents haven't posted in a while. I am obviously cuter and more interesting than ever; surely they have tons to talk about. In the last month, I have been to 2 new states (Michigan and New York), attended 2 big functions where mommy and daddy made me dress up, and have demonstrated my new communication skills--a kid can say 10 new words and yet not get a single blog post! Unfortunately, my parents didn't do a great job of taking pictures during all of these poignant times, but I will do my best to recapture some highlights. Let's start with Garvey week:

I took my first plane trip while being mobile--an extra challenge for my parents. I really like to look at planes in the sky, but once we were airborne, I quickly gave my parents the "All Done" sign. They didn't seem to get it though and they made me stay up in the air for another 90 minutes.




My Aunt Ria's un-wedding: It was a great 20's party--I am still a little skeptical that all of these people can really be related to me.








More to come--I need to get my parents to do the next post. It is exhausting watching me and trying to type on the computer.