Sunday, November 22, 2009

"G" is for Goggles

Baby Lu turned 1 a few weeks ago and has really been trying to talk. As I tried to wrench a pair of goggles from her chubby little hands the other day I was surprised when she said, "gah guh". Let's see, Mama, Dada, baba, Nana, and goggles. Perfectly natural, I guess, considering she lives in a house full of swimmers with lots and lots of goggles around. It's not uncommon when she fusses for someone to hand her a pair of goggles. They are relatively baby-proof. I say relatively because she has been known on occasion to strip the foam from around the eye pieces.

I thought I'd share a few of our goggle pictures in honor of Baby's new word.

OK, so not much of a goggle shot, but Mr. Monk is wearing goggles and I love this picture. Big D was experimenting with his action settings on his new camera. Mr. Monk is the one in focus who's diving in with a nice straight body.

Here's Twinkle Toes getting ready for her race.

The Measle at her first swim meet. I think she actually chickened out of this one and waited a couple of months until the switch to short-course.

American Boy found these in the stroller during our walk, so naturally he put them on.

And here's Baby Lu playing with goggles even though she has a whole drawer full of toys to choose from. A true treasure, indeed.

This is the funny shot of Baby Lu that I used for my blog button. We were eating at my mom and dad's house and all of a sudden I heard loud laughter coming from down the hall. One of the kids had put these blue goggles on her and she didn't seem to mind one bit.

So "G" may be for goose or grasshopper or garden in some homes, but "g" is definitely for goggles at our house!

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