Pre-baby I used to see dirty, barefoot babies being strolled around in a stroller in Wal-Mart, and I would think, "Why can't these parents get their act together enough to clean up their kids and put shoes on them? I know we live in Arkansas, but shoes are a normal piece of attire."
Well, it has happened - another helping of humble pie. I have joined them. But now I understand, I really do. First, keeping a baby or toddler clean is a 24/7 job, and sometimes even the most meticulate fall short. Second, shoes are useless if a baby is in a stroller. And Benji will take off one or both of his shoes somewhere in the store and drop it. Several times we have reached the exit doors, only for us to have to re-trace our steps to find the offending shoe.
Tonight it wasn't Wal-Mart but Harp's; Benji's face wasn't dirty, just his shorts from dinner; but we definitely looked the part. When checking out I realized that not only am I pregnant with a toddler missing his shoes ... but I also forgot to wear my wedding ring. As my fingers are swelling, this is a more and more common occurence. I think they need to invent a wedding ring hologram - that way I won't have to wonder if I put my ring or not.
Give a man a fish and he'll eat for a day. Teach a man to fish and he'll eat for the rest of his life..... If nothing else, at least this is the place for all kinds of fish tales
Monday, April 17, 2006
Sunday, April 16, 2006
Living the good life
Saturday, April 15, 2006
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Away from Home...
So last week was the first time I’m away from my family for a considerable amount of time – Tuesday till Friday noon. Work-related trip to New Jersey. I wasn’t looking forward to being away from my loved ones so long, and I was right. It’s funny how things change. When I used to be single, I would think it’s the coolest thing to be able to travel for work. I’ve dreamed of landing myself a job that would regularly take me across continents from time to time.
Not that I hate traveling now, I still love to be able to travel. It’s just that I have a different perspective now. Intellectually, I foreknew it would be a drag to have to leave your family behind for a period of time, but nothing prepares you for the reality of it. I never quite realized the power of the family bond. And I’m grateful for that. I’d rather have that than to feel like I finally am able to get away from my family for once. I’m a sucker for my wife and kid, and I’m proud of it.
Not that I hate traveling now, I still love to be able to travel. It’s just that I have a different perspective now. Intellectually, I foreknew it would be a drag to have to leave your family behind for a period of time, but nothing prepares you for the reality of it. I never quite realized the power of the family bond. And I’m grateful for that. I’d rather have that than to feel like I finally am able to get away from my family for once. I’m a sucker for my wife and kid, and I’m proud of it.
Uh-dor
“Uh-dor”. That’s Benji’s very first, two-syllable Chinese word he uttered for the first time at the end of last week. I’ve been working with him on his anatomy for some time now, so “Uh-dor” refers to the ears. Should be pronounced more like “Er-duo”, but hey, we’ll take what we can get. I was lying down next to him one night trying to put him down for his bedtime. He sat up, leaned towards me, pointed to my left ear and said, “uh-dor”. I was elated!
His very first, two-syllable English word is “the door”. No, every door is not just “door”, every door is “the door”. He pronounced it like “de-dor”. “Da-da” doesn’t really count because it’s the same sound twice. I’m talking about more complex sounds.
It’s amazing watching him try to speak at this age. Sometimes, you say a word and you can just watch him trying to shape his lips the way we would, making some of the sounds for the word. Sometimes when he’s unsure if he’s got it right, he’d mutter it more silently.
What’s the word he can pronounce, with intonation mind you, the best? “No!” I guess us parents have been using it quite a bit of that…..
His very first, two-syllable English word is “the door”. No, every door is not just “door”, every door is “the door”. He pronounced it like “de-dor”. “Da-da” doesn’t really count because it’s the same sound twice. I’m talking about more complex sounds.
It’s amazing watching him try to speak at this age. Sometimes, you say a word and you can just watch him trying to shape his lips the way we would, making some of the sounds for the word. Sometimes when he’s unsure if he’s got it right, he’d mutter it more silently.
What’s the word he can pronounce, with intonation mind you, the best? “No!” I guess us parents have been using it quite a bit of that…..
Thursday, April 06, 2006
Favorite sleeping position
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