Remember Dancing Baby and More Dancing Baby? Here's a Dancing Toddler! (Yes, that's a VeggieTales episode he's dancing to. It's "Gideon Tuba Warrior")
Video taken 02/05/09; Zachary is 16 months.
(The title is a reference to David Bowie's song from Labyrinth, by the way)
Friday, February 20, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Here is the video of Curtis' baptism! Nick is the college pastor at Belmont Heights. He and his wife, Kimberly, have three kids: Gracie 5, Riley 3, and Asa 4months. Zachary and Riley have fun together.
Video taken 02/15/2009
I'm sorry it's so hard to hear. It's because the sound is coming through the church sound system before being picked up by the microphone on the camera.
(I don't know why the video wouldn't upload yesterday. I had YouTube open all day today too, and it never uploaded. I switched to YouTube's "Beta Uploader" and it uploaded in 20 minutes.)
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
Yay, new videos!
I was trying to get dinner going, but was interrupted by the most adorable laughter. I'm so glad the camera was on the counter! My favorite part is when Zachary grabs the thing from Curtis and tries to zap himself. So cute!!
Videos taken 1/28/09; Zachary is 16 months old.
Monday, February 2, 2009
I just wanted to tell you about my other blog: http://lirazel.blogspot.com. I wasn't sure if I'd be posting to it much, but I've been posting to it pretty regularly. If you'd noticed a lack of non-video posts here, they're all over there!
I have to warn you, though, that you can't just read my diary and slip away unnoticed. You can get away with that here because, well, because you can. But if you come visit Lirazel and read my posts, you're required to leave a comment. You can just say "hi", tell me your reaction to the post, or something totally unrelated, but no stalking! There, you've been warned.
(I'm just kidding of course. As much as I'd LIKE for you to leave a comment, you don't have to, and I can't make you. Just know that a little bit of me dies every time someone reads and doesn't comment. Really.)