The gang's all here for a New Year's Rock (Band)-in' Eve. Everybody wanted me to play Baby 2010, but nobody volunteered to be Old Man 2009.
I don't think it's fair that the year gets to have a birthday before I do. Isn't Anno Sadii good enough for everybody? Ah well, I can be magnanimous. Happy New Year, whatever that is.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Good News, Bad News
Mom and Dad thought my cough was just from a cold, but when I started running a little hot (my first fever! Is this a milestone?) Dad took me to the baby mechanic for a look-see. The doctor says I have a sinus infection, so now I get to have yummy pink stuff twice a day. Mom and Dad think I don't know, but even I can tell that my milk smells like bubblegum.
The doc also noticed a few signs that my spinal lipoma might be acting up, and said maybe I should have my surgery sooner than we'd been planning. I'll have my people call the neurosurgeon to talk it over.
The doc also noticed a few signs that my spinal lipoma might be acting up, and said maybe I should have my surgery sooner than we'd been planning. I'll have my people call the neurosurgeon to talk it over.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Not What I Intended
I'm getting better at moving around on my own, but I wish people would stop taking the floor away. Luckily there was more floor a little further down.
I guess progress is often accompanied by back-sliding. Next time I try to get down off a bed myself, remind me to do it feet-first.
I guess progress is often accompanied by back-sliding. Next time I try to get down off a bed myself, remind me to do it feet-first.
What Goes Down
...must come up. Making it 8 months before my first middle-of-the-night change-all-my-clothes puking session isn't so bad, I guess.
What is it with you people who always want pictures of this stuff?!
What is it with you people who always want pictures of this stuff?!
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
Passport
Hooray, my passport arrived while we were traveling. After all that fuss, my photo must have been printed when the yellow ink cartridge was low. I guess it'll be handy if I ever want to travel after bathing in cherry Kool-Aid.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Bye-bye, Boston
Me
Martha, Grandma, Ethan, Aunt Martha, Sarah
Martha, Grandma, Ethan, Aunt Martha, Sarah
So long, everybody! Thanks for making my first Christmas... well, not memorable, since I don't have long-term memory yet, but it was fun!
Saturday, December 26, 2009
The Nice Water Park
Aunt Martha took everybody to the Coco Key Water Resort. It's an even bigger shower than the one in Duluth! And this time, we got to sit down and get acquainted slowly. I splashed in the shallows with Dad and nearly fell asleep floating on an inner tube with Mom.
Friday, December 25, 2009
Belle of the Ball
Christmas Festivitiezzz
Splish Splash
The fancy-dress party is only 8 hours away, so I'd better start my toilette now.
It's my first time sitting in a bathtub to take a bath. This tub is a lot smaller and quieter than the one in Duluth, but it's not much more private. And who forgot to pack my duckie?
It's my first time sitting in a bathtub to take a bath. This tub is a lot smaller and quieter than the one in Duluth, but it's not much more private. And who forgot to pack my duckie?
I Saw Three Kids Come Wailing In
Christmas morning at last! The gift-opening orgy started at 7:00 sharp. Santa brought me an H.
I got clothes and books from Grandma and Grandpa. My cousins got lots of fun stuff too, but I don't understand why they keep throwing away the yummiest part. It's called "candy stripes" for a reason, you know.
I got clothes and books from Grandma and Grandpa. My cousins got lots of fun stuff too, but I don't understand why they keep throwing away the yummiest part. It's called "candy stripes" for a reason, you know.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
The Best Babysitter
Mom and Dad went off to see 101 Dalmatians and dumped me at a neighbor's house with only a playpen, a pacifier, two bottles, my squeaky giraffe, a rattle, three gangly animals, a hand-me-down musical octopus, two friendly dogs, and Michaela, my first babysitter.
Separation anxiety is traumatic, but they'll get over it once I'm out of sight.
Separation anxiety is traumatic, but they'll get over it once I'm out of sight.
Loot
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Relative Coordinates
Riders on the storm
Everyone in Minnesota has properly admired me, so it's time to break camp and fly to Boston.
The good news is, we're here at the airport in plenty of time. The bad news is, there's a blizzard coming. The good news is, it's not due to hit until tonight. The bad news is, our flight is delayed two hours because our flight crew slept in, so we'll miss our connection. The good news is, Continental rebooked us on a Northwest flight, taking the last two seats to Boston today. The bad news is, it leaves two hours after our original flight. The good news is, it's nonstop, so it arrives 15 minutes earlier!
The good news is, we're here at the airport in plenty of time. The bad news is, there's a blizzard coming. The good news is, it's not due to hit until tonight. The bad news is, our flight is delayed two hours because our flight crew slept in, so we'll miss our connection. The good news is, Continental rebooked us on a Northwest flight, taking the last two seats to Boston today. The bad news is, it leaves two hours after our original flight. The good news is, it's nonstop, so it arrives 15 minutes earlier!
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Crash course in winter driving
Minnesota drivers have a funny way of greeting each other in the wintertime. A nice man gave our car a little love tap with his on a highway entrance ramp. I was pretty scared at first, but it takes more than a fender-bender to put me off my nap, so I snoozed while Mom and Dad made friends with him.
Wash and Set
There's No Business Like Snow Business
Over easy, please
Crack of Dawn
Monday, December 21, 2009
The Mean Water Park
We stayed at a place with the biggest shower you ever saw, but it had an attitude problem. Everyone was leaving when we arrived, so we only stayed long enough for it to spray water in my face. This is supposed to be fun?
Fly-Over Country
Dining Out, Minnesota Style
Army-crawling
Napoleon said an army travels on its stomach. No wonder it took him three months to reach Moscow. Now that I've tried it, I understand why little girls want a pony.
I traveled 2 days for this?
Great-Grandma
Sunday, December 20, 2009
O Baby Tree
I didn't know that mirror babies grew on trees. Grandma and Grandpa have quite a crop here in their living room.
A shocking discovery
Among the things they have in Minnesota that haven't come to California yet is something called "static electricity". Right on the tip of my tender widdle nose! Gee, thanks, Dad. If you plan to do this once for every time I spit up on you, I'm outta here.
Are We There Yet?
Jet-setter
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Flounces
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Holiday Hearing
The wardens brought all the parents into the MSDF for a big holiday parole hearing, with snacks. Olivia's grandpa was apparently squeezing a cat inside a bag with pipes poking out of it. He was wearing an outfit called a "kilt," possibly named after what happens to the cat.
But I was granted a 2-week furlough, so I'm not complaining.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
The Cutest of the Three Mooshketeers
Mom's Birthday
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Gingerbread Houses
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
Back on the Meds
Dad took me in for my second round of flu shots, both seasonal and H1N1, today. He also picked up a fresh bottle of hooch from the pharmacy, saying something about making sure it doesn't freeze. Dunno what that was all about.
After a particularly noisy weekend, things have quieted down around here. It's nice to not have to listen to all that wailing and gnashing of teeth, er, gums. Or be producing them. Everyone at daycare was more cheerful than last week. Mom and Dad too.
I'm feeling lots better now than I was last week. Lighter, too. I weighed in at 13 lb 8 oz, down from 13 lb 14 oz (after a big meal) on Friday. Maybe I shouldn't party so hard.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Sleepless in Santa Clara
I just got back from Albany, and boy are my parents tired. I picked up a cold on the plane, and something's been bothering my tummy. What's a poor baby to do all night?
Cry.
Cry.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Back in the Clink
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