Sunday, February 7, 2010

Monday, April 27, 2009

Baby News (very belated!)

Our daughter, Adalia Jane, was born on Sunday February 22nd, 2009 at 6:44pm. She came in at 6lbs, 9oz. My wife Tiffany went in that morning to be induced. Petocin was administered at about 9am, she got the epidural about noon, real pushing started at about 6pm, and 45 minutes later Adalia (rhymes with Azalea, say "uh-DAIL-ee-uh" or "un-DAY-lee-uh") arrived.

Meanwhile she's now 2 months old and doing great.

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Christmas (belated)

Ok, a belated XMas post. We had been prepping Declan by telling him about Santa (which he calls "Hehn", since he can't say "S").
"Who's Coming?" Santa (Hehn)
"What's he going to bring you?" Car (cah)
"What does he say?" Ho Ho Ho (just one "ho")

We took him to see Santa twice. First time he was fine, but the 2nd at the Burlington Mall, he screamed. Not fun at all.

On XMas morning, we were all set to see the joy on his face when he found all the presents. But he stepped into the room, found a scrap of paper and played with that. Cut! Take Two!

His parents were more excited about the prospect of his potential excitement. I think it took 5 tries before he spotted the presents. He kept wandering back into the kitchen or into his room. Next year!

Gifts included a bunch of toy trucks, Legos, some books and some clothes. He already has plenty of "stuff".

Monday, December 29, 2008

Declan's Signs

Declan now knows 4 signs:
  • More
  • Milk
  • Moon
  • Down

And about 200 words. But it takes a LOT of expertise and context to know what he's saying. Only his mom and I can do it. He really only has about 8 or 9 consonants (e.g. pudding, puddle and pumpkin all sound the same-"puh", ditto for dad, dog and that-"dah").

He can't say "S", "G" or "F" either. So "Santa" comes out "hahn" and "Frog" comes out "aw" and "Giraffe" is "rah".

Thursday, December 4, 2008

He figured out the Diaper

Declan just figured out how to remove his diaper.

We're in BIG trouble.

And no, at 16 months, he's not even close to being potty trained.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Declan's Busy Sunday.

He slept in until about 9am on Sunday 11/9/08 (usually he's up at 7am every day). Probably still tired from his late night on Friday (up crying 2am to 4am).

We had breakfast at home and then went off to the train.

We took the Red Line to Park, then switched trains and walked over to the Orange Line. Finally got off at Back Bay (my old stomping grounds, I lived in the South End from 2001 to 2003) and went up into the Copley Mall. Declan got to run around some there. He enjoyed the fountain and playing inside the Sony store (home theater demo was cool). We walked through a busy crowd (some kind of art school audition) and peered down the elevated walkway windows to the traffic below on Huntington Ave.

We crossed into the Prudential Mall and made out way over to Isis Maternity. Declan played with the toy balls on display while Tiff checked out the pictures in back. We took a picture of the picture of Declan on the wall in the men's room (our friend Christina McPherson is starting a photographer business, he is one of her "models"). Then we had lunch at the food court. Declan sampled rice, curried chicken and some veggie burger.

We walked out on to Boylston St and stopped in Starbucks. Mom & Dad got coffee, Declan got a cup of whipped cream. He fell asleep as we walked to the Common and the Carousel. Unfortunately, it was the last day it was there. Back to the Red Line at Park St, then home.

At home, he napped a little more, than came out to play on the ball fields across the street from our house with soccer balls and Frisbees. He finished up with some time at the playground, then dinner, a peek at the waxing moon, and off to bed.

All part of our diabolical plan to have our kid experience as much of the big, wide world as possible.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Rough Night

Declan had a rough night last Friday (11/7/08) and was up from 2am to 4am. He was crying and wanted to get down and play. We coaxed him back to sleep a few times, but he kept wanting to get back up again. Some of it may have been due to his shots (pain kept him up?), or else due to "Wonder Week" where kids go through developmental spurts, where they are in bad moods until they figure it all out.

Anyway, he slept past 9am both weekend mornings. He's usually up by 7:15am every day.

He has calmed down a little since then. We put another night light in his room and spent an extra 15 minutes or so calming him in his crib to make sure he's really ready to sleep. And try to tire him out during the day (actually we try for that EVERY day).