Yoghurt Redux

Free advice: never give your child a name that rhymes with "messy."

More yoghurt, blueberry this time. Tessie's latest game involves spooning food with her right hand onto her left, then either licking it off or just squishing it through her fingers.

She also seems to have devised a new form of language. This was shot (obviously) before the yoghurt was served:

Tessie + Yoghurt = Mess

Tonight's menu: diced pork, cous-cous, peas and squash, followed by yoghurt with strawberries for dessert. The pork was a hit, the peas and squash were tolerated, and the cous-cous was a flop. Dessert was a hit:

At some point, after I put the video camera away and before I got out the still camera, she got yoghurt in her hair:

Tooth status update

Molars! We think! It's getting a little hard to tell, as Tessie usually only opens her mouth to shove food in. She doesn't seem to like having us examine her too carefully, so some of the above diagram may be slightly inaccurate; we'll try to adjust it when she permits closer inspection.

Planes of Fame

On our way back from Thanksgiving, we stopped in at the Planes of Fame Air Museum in Chino. I enjoy looking at classic planes, and it's even better when they are in flying condition. Many of the aircraft here are in flying condition and have been used in a wide variety of motion pictures.

I wondered what the highlight of the museum would be for Tessie: when we saw a P-51 Mustang taxi out, take off, and it fly over the adjacent airfield, touring the galleries (i.e. hangars) with their vast collection of WWII aircraft, or maybe, just maybe, it would be the water fountain between the rest rooms:

A [Classified] Thanksgiving

We spent Thanksgiving at the home of our friends, the [redacted by Homeland Security]s. They welcomed us into their home in [a classified location].

Seriously, Greg G. is my old roommate from USC; he and his wife Linda now live in Chula Vista with their three kids, Monique (age 11), Ryan (7) and Caitlin (3). He is a Public Affairs Officer for the US Navy, hence the 'secrecy'. Our hosts prepared not one but two turkeys (one roasted, one deep-fried), and put out a tremendous spread of food.

Tessie loved the food, but needs to work on her table manners:

The Gs made us part of their family for a few days; Monique kicked my butt at PlayStation Quidditch, Ryan kicked my butt at Wallball on their backyard sport court, and Caitlin didn't kick my butt at anything, but she was probably just being polite.

Tessie works her magic on the gruff military man:

Tessie really enjoyed having other kids around to play with. We're looking forward to spending more time with the Gs, but probably won't be able to until the new year.