Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Kate is only one week older than Aiden, but I find it amazing the difference between the two. Kate can crawl on her hands and knees. She can easily go from crawling to sitting. She can kneel. She gives kisses. None of which Aiden can do. Aiden on the other hand, is more talkative than Kate and he smiles a bunch more. That's not to say Kate is unhappy. She's just the more serious type. She likes shoes and bags. He likes trucks. I cannot believe how strong the gender differences are at the tender age of 8 months.
Kate has eight teeth. EIGHT.
"Hey. Where you goin'?"
We only stayed for about two hours. Aiden got cranky when it was time for his nap. I was disappointed. It is SO MUCH fun to watch him interact with another kid. I know he really looks up to his friend Blair, but Blair is much too quick for him to keep up with at this point. He'll be there soon!
Sunday we met up with Kate again for an hour at the Moody Gardens playground. It looks like it will be a lot of fun whenever Aiden gets a little older. Since they didn't have any bucket swings, there wasn't much for them to do.
I think the best part for these two were these colorful metal pipes. Funny. We tried the slide, but as you can see in the first picture at the slide, Aiden was not a big fan. I did go down a VERY small one with him in my lap and he seemed indifferent. But the second I set him on the slide by himself, he wanted nothing to do with it. I didn't have the guts to try a big slide. I was worried I would go butt-up or fly off the end. I felt more confident in my decision not to use the slide after Nadya's mother, Babushka, gave it a try with Kate in tow and ended up in the mulch on her butt. They were both okay, although I think Babushka's pride may have suffered a little.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
- Babies Making Faces (Better enjoyed by those with babies in their lives.)
- Totally Looks Like (Colorado totally looks like Wyoming. LOL!)
- Ridiculous Poses (I mean come on. Who doesn't want to see a creepy Santa holding a deteriorated bag with a giant skull falling out of it?)
- Hacked IRL (What will they come up with next?!)
- Epic Win (FAIL Blog's antagonist)
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Travis said it was a packed house (the outdoor festivities were forced inside due to rain), but Blair seemed to enjoy everything nonetheless!
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
He ended up only getting 20 minutes of sleep during that nap, which was unfortunate because he is sick. He spent the entire day before (so sad we missed Blair's birthday!) fighting a fever. Then Sunday, we both had severe sniffles and a cough (same cough that we've had for TWO WEEKS).
Aiden still cannot crawl on his hands and knees. He's mastered the army crawl though. He can hover on his hands and knees, but the second he tries to take a "step" he falls to his belly. I guess the reason he can pull himself up onto furniture is because he can hover in the crawling position. Gives him some height.
I tell you what, it was a little bit of a shock once he started army crawling. Suddenly he cannot be left alone for even a moment, nor can he be trusted with anything on the floor level. I put away a bunch of stuff that he could really hurt himself with, including a guitar on a stand and I pushed the DVD towers into a corner together. We put a baby lock on the cabinet under the sink where we keep our household cleaners.
Aiden recently showed an interest in outlets (the one in the hallway in particular), so I told Travis I wanted to get outlet covers. He told me that Aiden could not electrocute himself by sticking his fingers in an outlet. He said that there is no way he could get his fingers in far enough to reach the electricity, plus he'd have to have his fingers in both holes at the same time in order to get a shock. My response? So you don't want outlet covers? You'd rather risk our son's life? What about forks? Or other items he might actually be able to fit into the outlet besides his fingers. Travis said, "No, we should get outlet covers." THEN WHY ARE YOU ARGUING WITH ME ABOUT THIS? Sheesh.
Ugh, anyway. My point is, I thought Aiden being able to move around on the floor was a shock. Saturday when Aiden was able to pull himself up on the coffee table I just about had a fit! A whole new level has opened up for Aiden. Guess that means it's time to start packing up anything below 3-4 feet. I guess we'll be ready if another hurricane ever hits.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
After some web surfing, I found out that the "little guy" in this video is a real person - Leon Botha. He is an artist from South Africa, suffering from Progeria, who has done some very interesting work using himself as the centerpiece.
This video reminds me of the movie District 9. Not so much because of the aliens. Mostly because everytime they say the expletive f-word, it sounds like they are faking their accent. It just does not sound real to me.
You can go to their website (DieAntwoord.com) to hear the entire album free of charge. Travis and I actually went through the whole thing the other night. At first I thought this video might be a South African spoof of Eminem or something, but after really listening to their stuff I find it intriguing.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
My Russian co-worker Zhenya translated the title in the beginning:
"I'm very happy because I'm finally coming home."
It's more weird now.
Zhenya found an interview with this guy. Turns out this video is from the 60's, while the Soviet Union was still together. They decided that his lyrics were not politically correct, so they told him he had to sing the song without the words. How do you sing a song with out words, you ask? This is how.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
The game was pretty simple. It was basically a pub crawl with rules. At each bar, you had to have a certain type of drink (cocktail, mixed shot, straight shot, etc.) and the number of gulps it took you to finish the drink was your number of "swings". Each place had a par dependent on the type of drink. We were only allowed to use the bathroom or drink water at designated "water holes".
Needless to say, it was an expensive game. I didn't even get a drink at the last two bars. It was strange seeing people out that I knew. It's been so long since I've been out on the town that I forgot other people still did that. We even went to one bar that I haven't been to since we lived in an apartment across the street - and that was two years before I got pregnant!
Happy Birthday Mary!
Friday, March 12, 2010
- Aiden can wave. We're working on waving during the correct situation, as opposed to whenever it seems fun.
- He is an expert at going from sitting to laying on his stomach. Can't do the reverse just yet.
- He can put the spoon to his mouth with food on it. It's a slow process though, so a lot of that food ends up in his lap.
- He loves clapping.
- We are working on drinking from a sippy cup.
- We are also working on the pincer grasp.
A couple nights ago I let him go at it with a spoon and some pureed broccoli. Oh man was THAT a mess. He went straight from the high chair to the bath after that one. I was proud of him grasping the concept of using a tool to get food into his mouth though. He'll just need some time to hone the skill.
Drinking out of a sippy cup is also a slow moving task to learn. Sometimes he will drink from the sippy cup, but only if it is juice. He doesn't seem very impressed with water. He also will only drink from the sippy cup if it is upside-down. If it is right side up, he flinches away like he doesn't like it being in his face. Not a big deal except that it is harder to get juice into the mouthpiece when it is upside-down and the pressure-release hole drips on him the entire time. We'll figure it out. Eventually.
I'm stoked he has been working on his pincer grasp with CHEERIOS! I LOVE Cheerios. This is the first food I can fully share with Aiden. Anything else I give him has to be changed in some way to make it edible for a baby. I've been offering him Gerber cereal puffs, but they only have sweet flavors. Funny enough, that is a little bit of a turn off for Aiden. I couldn't believe I hadn't thought of Cheerios as a replacement. I read it in a magazine and immediately rolled my eyes at myself.
A couple nights ago Aiden tried cheese bread. I read that he can have hard cheeses now and I found another article that recommended melting cheese on a slice of bread or bagel. The dilemma for me was should I cut it up in little bitty pieces? Or give it to him whole? I ended up cutting it into slices, so they were the same size as his biter biscuits. He seemed to like it and as a plus, he didn't choke!
Yesterday he was playing at his toy table. One of the stations is a book that has one flip page. When turned, the page initiates music to play. Aiden got SOOO annoyed with the book at that table when he couldn't get the "next page" to turn. =( Poor guy! He's just figuring things out, like books have multiple pages of turning delight, when BAM! Life throws him a curve ball and gives him a one page book. That is glued to the table. Ugh, the NERVE!
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Bengals are a strange breed. Our Sagira will walk on a leash, she enjoys playing with dogs (preferably small ones), she likes perching in high places and she loves water. While I doubt she would happily go for a swim (although I have not actually offered it), she is very fond of playing on the surface. And oh! the number of places to play with water in the home! The kitchen sink, the bathroom sink (she will actually let me turn the water on and let it run over her body as she lays in the sink), the bath tub, the toilet (hence the constantly closed lid) and my new fave, a glass of water.
For years I have left a glass of water sitting on my nightstand at night. Sometimes I wake up thirsty and if I don't wet the palate I will lay there forever thinking about how thirsty I am and end up getting out of bed for a drink anyway. Sagira has recently discovered this glass of water, this cup of wonderment, the epitome of zeal! I am sure there has been the occasional romp into my water glass in the past. But then, I was unaware of any midnight party on my nightstand and therefore still able to drink the water in the morning. (Gross, I know. Please re-read title of post.)
As of late, it is blatantly obvious that someone has been cavorting with my drink. There are little wet paw prints all over my nightstand and clumps of CLAY at the bottom of my glass. For those of you who may not follow what clumps of clay may represent, let me clarify. Nowadays, most cat owners use what is called "clumping cat litter". The litter itself is just little dry granules of clay. When exposed to moisture, the clay instantly absorbs the fluid and adheres to any neighboring moist granules of clay. Hence, clumping.
Unfortunately, the moisture that was meant to be cat piss has now become my glass of water. I'm thinking I may have to forego the water for a few weeks in order to get Sagira to forget about her nightly visits to my nightstand.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Not that there is anything wrong with Home Depot. It's just that I will miss my dear hubby and father of my child! He normally works 48 hours a week as it is. Now he will be working more? Ugh. (Two more nights and one weekend day, to be exact.)
Thing is, Travis recently began doing the bills. I always used to be the one to do them. I don't know the reason for this sudden interest in paying our debt, but I will take it! Bill day (Wednesdays) used to always be a source of mood kill every week. Now I only have to deal with it if Travis finds something that isn't adding up right. I think that because of this, he realizes the level of money that goes out each month and would like to do something about it.
This job has a three-month "probation period" at the end of which he can leave, or they can let him go, without penalty or reason. I hope dearly that he will only work for three months so we can pay off our hospital bills (from having Aiden and the subsequent visits) and then quit. I want Aiden to know his father and I want Travis to know his son.
I keep telling Travis that he is going to miss everything. He is convinced that he won't miss too much since Aiden goes to bed at 7 or 7:30 anyway (he should be working 6 to midnight two nights a week). I wish he would see that those regular days can mean so much. Then there's the exhaustion he'll be battling on his days off that will probably hold him back from activities on those days.
My plan is to sit back and let him do this for a couple months so I can build up hard evidence to defend my case. As quickly as I want June to be here so the three-month period will be up, I don't want Aiden's first year to go by any quicker than it already is!
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
This was just so funny to me. Aiden has gotten into this kick where if you say short words (ie, ma, da, poop, etc.) he thinks it is the funniest thing on this earth. If you lengthen the word, then it's not so funny...
PS - Travis just made up that phrase. I doubt it actually means anything.
Friday, March 5, 2010
This past weekend we went over to Chris and Alexa's to try out some smoked brisket. It was totally worth it. Unfortunately, Alexa was not feeling very well in her fragile, prego state. We are definitely appreciative that we were able to enjoy the nice weather in their back yard.
We are currently dealing with a sick kiddo. Aiden has spent the past week progressively getting worse. Over the weekend it was just a runny nose. Sunday the eye discharge started. Monday came the cough. Tuesday came the nightly fevers (but not in the mornings). And yesterday? Yesterday his right eyeball was pink when I picked him up from Auntie Ariel's.
The daycare won't let him come back for 24 hours after a recorded fever. That meant he couldn't go back to school until 4pm yesterday. Since it's a busy week for both of us, we recruited Ariel and Robert for the day.
Today, Travis is taking the day off to take Aiden to the doctor and keep his pink eye away from everyone at daycare. We don't have doctor confirmation that he has conjunctivitis, but I am fairly confident with my "diagnosis". I feel so bad for him, he has been rubbing his eyes non-stop since yesterday afternoon. =(
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Every day when I drive to work, this is the view I get. When I first got a job in Galveston (as a receptionist at a vet clinic), I would drive on Seawall all the way to work. After we moved closer to my job, I had no need to take the ocean drive. I was extra bummed when I moved off the island and the only time I saw water was on the ride over the bridge.
Monday, March 1, 2010
While we were at Babies R Us, we picked up a bath tub faucet cover. I can't wait until Aiden is old enough that we can put bubbles in it for him to use whenever he wants. Then again, that might not be a good thing. We are doing full on baths now. No more baby bath tub for Aiden! On Friday, he decided that he HAD to lay on his belly, so I let out a bunch of water and let him splash away. I may purchase a rain poncho to wear during bath time.
Aiden officially has two teeth now. Everyone I know has said that the second the tooth breaks through, the fussiness goes away. Which is why I am now convinced that there are at least 10 teeth trying to emerge all at the same time. I cannot describe the level of crankiness this boy has been exhibiting in the past 24 hours. It's unreal. He woke up twice last night screaming bloody murder. I have this fear that it could be night terrors that are freaking him out, and not his teeth or bowels. I don't have anything to back this up, it's just an unfounded fear of mine.
This weekend was interesting. I went out Saturday night for a college friend's birthday party. There was a big group of people who got together to play Pub Golf. In theory, it could be a lot of fun. But I am thinking I may be past that part of my life because it was a little hard on me. I was passing out on the drive there, since we were within an hour of my normal bedtime. We went through McD's drive thru to get a frappe to wake me up. In the end, I just had a headache. I had a good time in the beginning, but then the headache and exhaustion got the better of me. My DD, Travis, came to get me at about 1am.
Travis was awesome and let me sleep in the next morning - I was up by 9:30. But then, for some reason, my entire body felt like I had run a marathon. I didn't dance at the bars, so the only other conclusion I can come to is it was because I was walking in heels all night (flexed leg muscles)? And screaming over the bar music (tensed torso)? Not sure, but it was tough to get moving on Sunday. It will probably be a while before I will do anything like that again.