Viruses and Visitors

We had both last weekend. (The visitors did not bring the virus, however.) Poor Truman was sidelined with a mysterious illness, which made him pretty miserable. He managed to rebound for some fun with Uncle Harvey and Aunt Linda, who came into town for a couple of days.


Uncle Harvey, T, and Aunt Linda.



By Sunday afternoon, Truman was showing signs of his old self (the one who likes to investigate all small spaces).



Trying on his frog slippers from Rachel and Kenny. We've had these for a while but they're just now fitting his feet.

Making of, Part II

After the photo shoot, things returned to normal, and Truman enjoyed hanging out with Grandmommy and Granddad. Thanks to them for the visit and the photos. (We forgot to take photos of them with Truman. Again. We stink.)


Truman exploring the neighborhood in his PJs.



Enjoying a ride on a neighbor's lawn sphinx.



Dancing with Mom.



Anticipating a tickle from Granddad.



My favorite.

The Making of Truman's Big Photo Shoot

We headed to Dallas on Saturday to have Truman photographed for his big debut in a datebook published for charity. (I mistakenly thought it was a 12-month calendar, with him as one of the featured children. Typical mom assumption!) Anyway, Truman was a trooper despite a rather long, hot day. Here are a few behind-the-scenes shots, courtesy of Paul, who was up in a second-floor bedroom overlooking the patio.


The photographer wanted to shoot him outside. Here, Truman decides that he doesn't want to pose near the flowers. (Note: I'm behind Truman, probably swatting a mosquito on my face. We're wearing matching colors for the family portrait taken before this series.)



James, the photographer, and his assistant Jason. James pulled out all the stops with Truman, who was a tough sell. Stuffed frog? Pink frilly feather? Truman was having none of it. (You can see me pinching the sleeve of Truman's shirt so that he doesn't run down the stairs to his right, which is all he really wanted to do.)


On the run after the reluctant subject.



Hopefully one of these bench shots worked. Most of them probably ended up like this one, with a skeptical Truman staring down the photographer.