Friday, January 11, 2008

Hiro's favorite place

Little Hiro has a favorite place. Generaly, people think that it is not a fun place to be. But for 5 months old, Hiro certanly thinks that it is Disney Land.

Well, we do not have to pay for the airplane fee so it is great for us. Check it out!!!!
He finds a book to read while he is enjoying his own relaxing time.





So how is your book coming?

His answer was "Ah!"

I hope that you enjoy your book, little Hiro.




Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Hirochama Hand Vampire




You can see his preparation. He checks to see if I'm looking. Will he lay me back down? He asks. Or will his attention lapse; leaving an opening for a mouth to hand attack? It's a good question.



All that effort and... Score! He has an opening. And with it (BANZAI!) he goes for the hand. There are no teeth protruding from those fearsome gums but a somewhat prodigious amount of slobber oozes in a distinctly Lestatian fashion. That's my little Hirokun, Slobberpire

Monday, January 07, 2008

During church meeting....

So, this is my first update.

Well, little H is the most popular boy in our branch. Everyone passes by "oh, he is so cute..." Of cause I am a proude mom. (big smile) However, there is a big accident yesterday...

Little H decided to announce his presence to all relife society ladies by making a really loud noise from his bottom!!!!! I was holding him on my lap and there is a big noise came out.

Oh No!!!! It was too late. Couple of sisiters had big smiles and looking at me.

I wanted to tell the world "No. It was not me!!!! It was little H!"

Well, I was moving my mouth "Sorry..." with stroling little H's head. I was hoping that they noticed it was little H. But I do not think it was effective....

Well, little H, next time when you have some comment, you need to talk!

Sunday, January 06, 2008

bedtime for little h

Just before reading before sleep, today, I layed Little H on the bed like this to brush his hair with a soft toothbrush dedicated to the task. I crouched over him, looking from his face to his hair. Little H reached, touched my cheek, and rested his hand on my shoulder while I brushed his locks.