Thursday, February 28, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Yes, I am a lucky man. Lucky she said "Yes" when I bought her a big ring to try to take the sting out of moving from Seattle to North Carolina. Lucky I didn't drop the ring off the top of the Space Needle, while stumbling through my little speech as crowds of tourists kept bustling by, interrupting. I had to start over a few times...
Well, we hadn't managed to dress up and go out in a while, and we have a history of planning big events (birthday, anniversary) and having the babysitter cancel at the last minute. Saturday was no different. We had tickets for the big Dining Out, and 2 hours before cocktail hour our babysitter called from Phoenix in a traffic jam. Through sheer will power and a dozen phone calls, Jennifer managed to get the babysitter all the way to our house where we rapidly turned over the kids to him and changed clothes. We bolted to the Dining Out arriving a mere 3 minutes before the event started.
The Dining Out began with a normal level of pomp and decorum, but I knew we were with the right crowd when the bread rolls started flying across the room (thanks Erin and Wendy). The grog bowl had opened, and my bride decided that she knew enough about this sort of thing that she needed to reward me for getting dressed in 69 seconds. Spontaneously, she arose and, taking the role generally reserved for military members, proceeded to inform the room that I in fact was wearing a black bow tie instead of a blue one. This being such a heinous breach of etiquette, I was sent to the grog bowl by my own bride as punishment.
Obviously concerned for my well-being as I approached the toilet bowl of foul brew, my wife grabbed the camera... While the early pictures did not turn out, I managed to keep ending up back at the grog for various indiscretions - offering more opportunities for photos.
Proudly, my squadron came out of the event as winners of the Thompson Trophy and drainers of the grog bowl (twice).
Everyone had fun, Jen looked beautiful, the kids survived without traumatizing the babysitter, and my wife became an inspiration for her audacity in sending her own husband to the grog.
I'll drink to that!
Monday, February 25, 2008
Kate's new old room.
As for the living room, not much has changed except the removal of several toys and the replacement of our old sofa with the futon. Painting, unfortunately, has taken a back seat to more important things like de-cluttering and raking. I am also working on closet space, so I can toss extra toys out of sight.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
It started to seem silly, us having 2 cribs and a permanent playpen set up, just for 2 kids, especially when we are trying to make the house look all neat and big. So today we moved them back into separate rooms.
Tonight we went to sushi for dinner. On Friday I had gotten it into my mind that I wanted to go out to sushi tonight, preferably preceding a movie, and also with my sister and no children. (Friday was a 1st/2nd/3rd/whatever the hell Friday it was at the squadron bar, and I was going a bit stir crazy home alone with the children.)
The only part of my plan that worked out was the sushi part. Tim looked at me a little skeptically when I told him I wanted to go out to dinner, but gave in. After 3 minutes at the restaurant, I knew it was a mistake. WHY do I always FORGET how difficult it is to go out to eat with children? Kate wanted to play with the water glasses and the soy sauce, and the girls were fighting over the one box of milk that I had in the diaper bag (preparation would have helped a little). Claire started devouring the edamame that I was giving her, and then not long afterwards started regurgitating it. *Mental note taken.* Kate refused to eat the fried rice we got her for dinner, and Claire tried to grab every item off the table and throw it to the floor. Both girls wanted to drink my sake, which I sternly told them, I needed.
But. But! We got the girls bathed and into bed, and both went to sleep within 5 minutes, without a peep. It is now peacefully quiet, and also late. Good night!
Friday, February 22, 2008
- Kate can now say 'ketchup'. She used to say 'teputs'. I have no idea, y'all.
- Kate helped me put away the 'green mangos' today. Also known as 'avocados'.
- Claire's version of 'milk' sounds more like 'Mao'.
- Her 'thank you' is super cute: 'tee tuuu', which for her also means 'please'.
- Claire is saying 'UH! UH!' for everything she must desperately have Right Now.
- She is also a pain in the arse to put into her car seat (arched back, 'uh! uh!', wriggling like crazy, etc.).
- We had our first walk-through for the house this morning, and the house looked pretty good. (Of course, I say this knowing what a mess it looked like last week. I hope the people here today thought it looked good.)
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Kate is jumping. She has been trying to figure out how to get off the ground for ages, but has just now mastered it.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
Friday, February 08, 2008
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
A Ralph Lauren 'suede' paint, most likely in 'mochernut' (make that 'Ayers Rock!', or 'Fawn's Leap'? - no peach, no peach!), or maybe a 'cedar key' or 'oakridge' from Pottery Barn. Do you like any of these? What is your favorite? Tell me your thoughts!
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Monday, February 04, 2008
Sunday, February 03, 2008
- Kate running and running and running around the airport, in an attempt by us to wear her out. It sort of worked.
- I think she was afraid of the moving sidewalk at first, but then she loved it. She especially liked being faster than me, as I pushed Claire in her stroller and walked on a non-moving portion of flooring.
- During our connection in Houston, she looked out the window at a 747 and said, "Get on other airplane?" She likes them, apparently. She also said, "We go to airport every day?", and "We take seatbelt off now?" in hopes of getting out of her seat and causing a ruckus.
- We started to wonder if we should be worried about one of our airplane rides, as Kate studied the EP card for about 10 minutes.
- We got in trouble from one of the unpleasant flight attendants who didn't appreciate us changing Claire's diaper on our seat right before take-off. Tim had checked, though, and could not find a changing table in the tiny room that passed for a lavatory.
I am glad I didn't have to take the girls alone on that trip - I do not know how I would have done it. They did pretty well, but when one acted up, the other joined in, and I would have been pulling my hair out after the first leg. I would also like to say 'thank you' to all who tried to entertain Claire by playing peek-a-boo with her. She loved it, and it was a great distraction. I hope I can be as helpful to other parents someday.