Tiny Dark Lord Update

I will probably have to drop the "Tiny" part of his name soon on account of how he is kind of . . . not, anymore. Little Lord Voldemort turned 8 months old this week, reminding me yet again that he is closer to being 1 than he is to being a newborn. This blows my mind.

Here's what he has been up to lately.

Growing vampire teeth. This should not have come as a surprise, given his evil name and his father's obsession with Buffy the Vampire Slayer. It's kind of hilarious though, and even though I keep trying to get a good picture of the scary chompers this is the best I have been able to do.



Growing some hair. Just enough for a little fauxhawk when I'm feeling ambitious. I think it might make him kind of naughty.


Summer Reading It. I would love to get a picture every year of him with his summer reading record. Wouldn't that be awesome? Also awesome is the part where I get to use all his free food prizes on myself in the name of being a responsible parent. Mwah hah hahaha . . .


Finally getting excited about things. The Dark Lord is sort of a nonchalant little guy. We try and try to impress him with new things and he just sort of looks at us like, "Yeah? And? . . . " But I think we're finally chipping away at his veneer of worldliness. He recently cracked smiles of reluctant enjoyment during swimming, swinging, and while watching me blow bubbles. We are totally wearing him down!!



Meeting some of his cousins. Between all of GH's cousins, 6 babies were born between October and April, and his grandmother desperately wanted a picture of them all lined up on her couch. When the two out-of-state cousins came into town last weekend, we were all summoned for Grammy's Photo Shoot. This went about as well as you'd expect with a bunch of tired babies. The Dark Lord, who'd recently had a nap, was a perfect angel of serenity during round 1 of shooting. It was that second round 30 minutes later that pushed them all over the edge.


Generally being precious and adorable. Every day we marvel at how we ever managed to luck out with such a sweet, happy, chilled-out little guy. Since I'm sure this is probably some kind of Tender Mercy and our next child (not pregnant!) will probably be his polar opposite, I'm going to enjoy it while I can.


Note: This picture was taken at the This is the Place Heritage Park over Pioneer Day weekend. It was also about 4 minutes before, as we were exiting the building, he stealthily spit out his binky and lost it forever. We did soon afterwards see a pink one on the floor of the children's petting zoo barn. Tender Mercy Moment? Perhaps. But we decided to take a pass on that one.