Thumb-suckin cutie.
He is so good at smiling for pictures. And smiling in general.
Love those blue eyes.
We laugh so hard when he shudders at something he doesn't like to eat. These days though, he eats everything. That's all he does all day long, eat, eat, eat. Clay is jealous.
He loves playing with Clay's hats. He'll probably fit in them soon-at his last check-up his head was in the 90th percentile!
Remember the very first time your dad ever took you longboarding? Me neither. Mostly likely not because I was too little, but because I'm pretty sure it never happened. I mean, let's be honest here, how many of us can picture our dads longboarding? It's quite a comical mental picture to me. Don't get me wrong, I love my dad, and he is good at a LOT of things. However, longboarding is not one of those things. I'm pretty sure about this, but who knows now, with all the kids out of the house, it could be his new hobby of choice....right.
Anyway, it was a beautiful spring day (sorry if you don't live in st george and its still winter where you are, I really empathize) and we went to our church parking lot to take Parker longboarding for his first time. The good news is that there weren't any signs that said NO SKATEBOARDING, LONGBOARDING, OR ROLLERBLADING, so I didn't even feel guilty.
I think Parker loved it. It took a few minutes to get used to it, but by the end, he was just snuggling up to Clay and enjoying the ride.
Parker is 9 months old- in 9 more, he gets to go to nursery! I think that's probably how you think of your child in terms of age on Sundays right?
He is pulling himself up to kneel and stand, and he loves to just stand up leaning against the couch and hang out lookin around. I love this picture of him with his mouth open, and his little shorts. Which, thanks to the Christensen genes, are always too long. His long torso and short legs makes for some great belly-shirt/capri ensembles
Little ragamuffin. He totally pushes off his toes when he crawls and this is the result. We didn't want the circulation in his chubby little toes to get cut off, so we just cut the feet out of his pajamas. His first pair of cut-offs...
And here is this picture again because I didn't mean to upload it again, but I did, and didn't know how to change it. But its cute so who cares.
He's a good little hiker munchkin
Gettin him ready to watch some Olympic speedskating. I think the ears may slow him down a bit.
Over the holidays, we took Parker sledding for the first time. If it had been up to me, a little jaunt down the road would've been perfect for his first time. But do you think that would fly with Clay as his dad? Heck no. So we went to the infamous Dirt Hills down the road from my parent's house. This was where we sledded all growing up. I remember lots of tears being shed on the Dirt Hills. There are probably blood stains and body parts all over too, from years of kids biffing it. So Clay took Parker down THE STEEPEST hill, in fresh, fluffy snow. I told him to cover Parker's face, helloooo. But what do I know. Well, they both got it in the face. Parker wailed, Clay laughed, and I told you so....
Parker, so cute and unsuspecting....
And they say parents just want their kids to be happy. Does that kid look happy to you? At least Clay sure does!
Of course he loved the wrapping paper best. That's why we gave him like 1 present and lots of wrapping paper
And it came to pass that baby Jesus crawled away about a million times during the Nativity.
