Saturday, March 24, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
When Abby Cries...
He's such a good big bro, doesn't complain just sits quiet or tries to help her calm down. Good kid!
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Abby
10 months old already!
Not really into baby food anymore -- will spit it out immediately if finger foods are in sight
Still nursing morning and night, and taking a couple bottles during the day
Not crawling yet, but she really REALLY wants to
Two teeth on the bottom is all so far
She's been a very easy baby, goes down good at night, goes to most anyone pretty easy.
LOVES her brother. He can make her giggle when no one else can.
We are very blessed.
Not really into baby food anymore -- will spit it out immediately if finger foods are in sight
Still nursing morning and night, and taking a couple bottles during the day
Not crawling yet, but she really REALLY wants to
Two teeth on the bottom is all so far
She's been a very easy baby, goes down good at night, goes to most anyone pretty easy.
LOVES her brother. He can make her giggle when no one else can.
We are very blessed.
Adam
Going to two day pre-school -- "Boring" he says. It appears they color a lot. hopefully next year in 5 day he'll be more engaged. He is making new friends though so that's been a bright spot.
He has soccer every Tuesday night and is getting a lot better when he actually wants to be there. Most of the time he does great.
POWER RANGER freak right now. Also Transformers, Batman and the Super Hero friends
Loves "wrestle time" - we probably wrestle daily
He's a lot better at brushing his teeth after having to get a few cavities filled.
Working on some speech items, nothing cause for concern we're told just developmental items he'll conquer as he goes.
He's a very good big brother. No jealousy bouts whatsoever.
He has soccer every Tuesday night and is getting a lot better when he actually wants to be there. Most of the time he does great.
POWER RANGER freak right now. Also Transformers, Batman and the Super Hero friends
Loves "wrestle time" - we probably wrestle daily
He's a lot better at brushing his teeth after having to get a few cavities filled.
Working on some speech items, nothing cause for concern we're told just developmental items he'll conquer as he goes.
He's a very good big brother. No jealousy bouts whatsoever.
Circus
Adam and I went to the Shrine Circus this past Saturday.
Got there at 9:30 for 10am show. Spent $50 before I could get my wallet back in my pocket. Admission, light up sword, horse ride, cotton candy, snow cone -- Adam was happy.
Adam enjoyed the first hour or so, and then not so much -- Adam was not happy.
I told him we needed to wait until "half time" (he remembered from the prior year that all the lights come back on) and then we could go if he wanted -- Adam was sort of content
Intermission... they brought back out all the elephant ride, face painting, snake/alligator pics, etc -- Adam was re-energized
Back up to seats. "Adam are you sure you want to stay?" "Yep" -- Ok?
The first act after Intermission... "Dad we have to go" (Re-read the Cars 2 post if you want to know what I am thinking at this point) -- Dad is nervous
Gather up both coats, what's left of the snow cone, cotton candy, his sword and crawl out over the people seated next to me, and get to top of section. Go to put Adam's coat on and ask him "Buddy, where's your hat" "Back at the seat" -- Dad is thinking "...awesome"
Leave Adam with the usher. Crawl back over the guys who refuse to stand up. Get to my seat and root around on the ground. Find hat and crawl back over 4 grumbling upstanding members of society I am sure -- Dad is relieved about the hat.
Out to car. Blowing freezing cold and it's after lunch time -- Adam is moody.
Get Adam strapped in. Reach for phone to call wife for lunch plans. No phone. Empty pockets. No phone. Check back seat. No phone -- Dad is freaking out.
Run with Adam in arms back to Arena. Usher giving me grief about no re-admittance. Usher follows me to aisle. Leave Adam with Usher round 2. Door Usher and I down to our seats with flashlight. Crawl over assholes who again don't stand up. Shine flashlight on ground. Pitch black arena, black phone case. No phone. Usher offers to call phone. I can just barely pick up the outline of the phone lighting up. I pick up phone -- Dad is happy.
Crawl back out. Guy #2 makes a comment to me -- Dad is pissed.
I turn to look over shoulder, usher grabs me by the shoulder, pulls me into aisle and says "No" (What am I doing? White Trash rumble at LC Walker Arena?)
Grab Adam and we go. Hot, sweating, tired but all's well that ends well.
Just another Flentastic event...
Got there at 9:30 for 10am show. Spent $50 before I could get my wallet back in my pocket. Admission, light up sword, horse ride, cotton candy, snow cone -- Adam was happy.
Adam enjoyed the first hour or so, and then not so much -- Adam was not happy.
I told him we needed to wait until "half time" (he remembered from the prior year that all the lights come back on) and then we could go if he wanted -- Adam was sort of content
Intermission... they brought back out all the elephant ride, face painting, snake/alligator pics, etc -- Adam was re-energized
Back up to seats. "Adam are you sure you want to stay?" "Yep" -- Ok?
The first act after Intermission... "Dad we have to go" (Re-read the Cars 2 post if you want to know what I am thinking at this point) -- Dad is nervous
Gather up both coats, what's left of the snow cone, cotton candy, his sword and crawl out over the people seated next to me, and get to top of section. Go to put Adam's coat on and ask him "Buddy, where's your hat" "Back at the seat" -- Dad is thinking "...awesome"
Leave Adam with the usher. Crawl back over the guys who refuse to stand up. Get to my seat and root around on the ground. Find hat and crawl back over 4 grumbling upstanding members of society I am sure -- Dad is relieved about the hat.
Out to car. Blowing freezing cold and it's after lunch time -- Adam is moody.
Get Adam strapped in. Reach for phone to call wife for lunch plans. No phone. Empty pockets. No phone. Check back seat. No phone -- Dad is freaking out.
Run with Adam in arms back to Arena. Usher giving me grief about no re-admittance. Usher follows me to aisle. Leave Adam with Usher round 2. Door Usher and I down to our seats with flashlight. Crawl over assholes who again don't stand up. Shine flashlight on ground. Pitch black arena, black phone case. No phone. Usher offers to call phone. I can just barely pick up the outline of the phone lighting up. I pick up phone -- Dad is happy.
Crawl back out. Guy #2 makes a comment to me -- Dad is pissed.
I turn to look over shoulder, usher grabs me by the shoulder, pulls me into aisle and says "No" (What am I doing? White Trash rumble at LC Walker Arena?)
Grab Adam and we go. Hot, sweating, tired but all's well that ends well.
Just another Flentastic event...
Sunday, March 4, 2012
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