Saturday
December 12, 2009
8:30am
LA, Aubrey and I loaded up in the car to establish a new family tradition and find the perfect Christmas tree to cut down, sorry Al Gore. This year I caved into the pressure and decided that we would not purchase a tree from the “gas” station again this year – ask LA about getting our tree last year, if you want the details about the “gas” station tree. My only stipulation was that it could not be a *&$^ pine tree.
There is only one way to start a family tradition especially if it’s a Saturday and that is at Bojangles eating a country ham biscuit and drinking sweet tea – Christmas tree shopping southern redneck style. While in the drive through at Bojangles, we come up with Plan B just in case Plan A doesn’t work out or if it starts raining. Plan B is to purchase a tree from the lot next to Bojangles. We picked out two nice trees while sitting in line. Actually, to me it seemed like a sign not to go cut a tree down but we went to Ridgeville away – actually Givhans to find Tomlinson’s Tree Farm.
I had gotten directions from Google and knew the street we were looking for but I wasn’t expecting it to be a one lane paved road between two trailers and fenced in animals. I will admit it; I gave LA the “what in the heck have you gotten me into” look while she laughed at me (she was uncertain herself). I know never judge a book by its cover but I don’t even know if this book had a cover. After almost wrecking head on with a car coming down the road on a corner, we found the tree farm. The parking lot was mud bog. We were the only ones there and a nice man met us and give us the details – here’s a hand saw, find a tree cut in down, pay me. So we went off searching for our tree – Aubrey in one direction and us in another. Almost forgot that it was in the 40s and the wind was blowing which makes it a little chilly. The tree at Bojangles was looking better every minute we were outside. After looking at all the trees and picking up Aubrey off the ground a couple of times, we found our tree - The biggest one on the lot which means lots of sawing for daddy. I got on my hands and knees on the wet ground and started sawing. The funny thing is Aubrey started pulling at my pants and shirt to get me from under the tree. For some reason, she didn’t like daddy being under the tree. After a lot of sawing, multiple breaks and a few mumbled comments, I yelled “timber” as it fell and we had us a nice Leyland Cyprus – a tree that is quickly “becoming the Christmas tree of the South”. It was about 11 feet or taller if you count the scraggly branches at the top which thank goodness the owner didn’t charge us for. To put this tree in perspective, it is bigger than the Town of Summerville’s new tree. If something happens to their tree, we’ve got a backup plan. The tree is very pretty with the lights and if you want to see it you can ride by and see it through the window at night or call to arrange a private showing (which will require a preapproved Christmas treat as admission) give me a call, I'm hungry.
It was a fun time, a little chilly which if you ever watch the video and notice the camera shaking that was LA shivering from being cold. Hopefully, we will continue this tradition for at least a few more years and maybe it will be warmer next year. Another plus for next year is that mommy can help with the sawing because she won’t be pregnant.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
I'm Back
I’m back blogging.
The reasons I am back are multiple – Equality - tired of everyone telling me you did it for Aubrey and No. 2 will hold that against you for the rest of my life (talk about a putting a burden on me..thanks friends), No. 2 saying “You did this for Aubrey but I didn’t get anything” (then followed by storming off, stomping feet and/or slamming a door). I actually thought it was going to be a good lesson for No. 2 about "life isn’t fair, deal with it” and a way for us to agree on one thing in the middle school years when we reply “you're right mom and I don’t love you, we had you so we can treat you unfairly”; It wasn’t anything new, we had done this one time. I already had everything documented from the first time and there wasn’t really anything new happening and it seemed useless to retell the same stories - that was true until yesterday at the doctor’s office – you will have to read all of this post to find out. There are a few more reasons but we will save those for later…
The blog about our first baby will be merged at some point with this blog. This blog will contain information about KC, LA, KC and LA, Aubrey, No.2 and friends and family.
Not sure what direction this blog will take but stick around for the ride and if you’ve got 15 minutes to waste a couple times a week check back and see what’s been happening with us.
How Did We Get To This Point
Occasionally, during the first part of the year, we had talked about if we were ready for another child. Aubrey had been very low maintenance and if it was this easy why not have another one, two or three more. We couldn’t figure out why everyone was complaining about how hard it was and that they weren’t getting any sleep. We always got looks when we told them Aubrey started sleeping through the night at 2 months and went to bed at 7pm. Anyway, we had conversations about No. 2 randomly over the next few months and we finally decided to start “trying”. Very, Very soon after that LA came to me and told me “I am pregnant”. I told her she was crazy (see first blog) and she continued to assure me that “she knew, my body is telling me” and I kept telling her “Yeah, right”. I told her it wasn’t possible because she was on antibiotics for her cold. After a couple of weeks, she took the test and it came back positive. I continued to tell her that it was possible for a false positive and she kept assuring me that she was pregnant. When we went to the doctor, the first words out of her mouth were “Back so soon…congratulations”. Just like the last time still no physical proof except a bag full of crap and the doctor and my wife verbally telling me "She's pregnant". I asked the doctor how this could be possible since LA was on antibiotics and she looked at me like I was crazy. I thought it was a valid question. I am going to have to research that. I guess that will be a teachable moment for our kids when they read this. I am sure no one that is reading this blog is old enough to remember the EF Hutton commercials…”When EF Hutton talks everybody listens”. I don’t know if we have a direct connection to God but No. 2 was almost an immaculate conception. We talked, we tried, we’re pregnant (LA’s pregnant). Not sure what God has planned but he must have needed him or her pretty quickly or realized that their father was and will be an old goat and allowed it to happen quickly. We realize that we are blessed beyond measure to be able to have No. 2 even if it was a little quicker that we thought it would happen.
Doctor’s Appointment
27 Weeks
December 10, 2009
We meet with the new doctor today that they added to the practice since Aubrey was born. She was fine, nothing special – I need to teach a class at medical school on bedside manner. No.2’s heart beat is 147bpm and everything looks good. LA is measuring on schedule 27”.
We haven’t had many new or funny experiences at the doctor’s office with anything this pregnancy until yesterday’s visit. LA went back and they weighed her and I took Aubrey to the room to wait on LA. I could hear LA talking but couldn’t understand what she was saying. When she got to the room, she was laughing. The nurse told her she needed to re-weigh her to make sure she wrote it down right the first time. LA told the nurse “You’re calling be fat?”. The nurse reweighed her and she wrote down the correct weight the first time. So the funny thing was the 1st trimester LA lost weight and they told her to put it back on by our last appointment and she did. Evidently the past 4 weeks, she put a few extra pounds but her weight gain is fine. Another reason to start blogging finally happened at 7 months.
What we know:
*No.2 is due March 10, 2010
*Aubrey will be 18 months older than No. 2 and one year apart in school (unless one of them get my genes for school)
*We didn’t find out the sex (although LA cheated at the ultrasound and thinks were having a boy)
*We have a boy and girl name picked out (not telling either one, don’t ask, and we don’t need any suggestions)
*We both are extremely tired and are getting plenty of rest on the sofa each night “watching tv”
*We are questioning our decision to have them so close since Aubrey became a whirlwind at 11 months and hasn’t slowed down yet, might should have waited a couple of months
*March 10, 2012 target date to stop purchasing diapers (unless we decide to have No 3)
*I don’t know how many more babies we can have – I put on weight during pregnancy but don’t lose it after the pregnancy
*The heart rate has been consistent or higher than Aubrey’s – most recently 147bpm for those that want to predict boy or girl – it is a girl
*The Chinese Birth Calendar predicts a boy. It was correct with Aubrey.
*We don’t care if it is a boy or girl! Not going to be disappointed either way (We actually would like another girl – no need to add a different model into the mix. We have 15 months of experience with the girl model but aren’t going to be disappointed with a boy.
*We can’t keep up with how far along LA is. We were wrong at every appointment except yesterday – 27 weeks (LA has a thing on the internet updating her now)
Aubrey
Aubrey loves a book. Every morning, just after waking up we read a book together. It is one of the highlights of my day. She picks out the book and brings it back to me to read to her. I am sure this is a good thing but I wonder how many times I am going to have to read the same book to her before she finally catches on – Itsy Bitsy Spider, Three Little Pigs, Hungry Caterpillar, 10 Lady Bugs, My First Words, Nursery Rhymes…etc I am also pretty good at children’s tunes – Old MacDonald, I’m An Alligator and a bunch I don’t know the name.
She is getting close to saying a few words other than the words that start with d that she has been saying for awhile daddy, doooog, duc (duck), down (we haven’t heard this word yet but the ladies at school tell us she is saying it). She gets an occasional mommy in there and she is saying something that sounds exactly like a four letter work for poop. Awesome, 15 months and she already is going to get her mouth washed out with soap – public daycare, what are parents teaching their kids today?
Disclaimer
The stories contained on this blog may or may not be actual stories from our lives. They very well may be fictional accounts. I have a creative mind. They could be fictional parenting or life stories or true stories to help readers of this blog. I can not confirm or deny the accuracy contained in each post. Take the information contained here and laugh a little, shake your head a little and ask yourself if he is serious. I will deny that any of these accounts were actually from our lives.
The reasons I am back are multiple – Equality - tired of everyone telling me you did it for Aubrey and No. 2 will hold that against you for the rest of my life (talk about a putting a burden on me..thanks friends), No. 2 saying “You did this for Aubrey but I didn’t get anything” (then followed by storming off, stomping feet and/or slamming a door). I actually thought it was going to be a good lesson for No. 2 about "life isn’t fair, deal with it” and a way for us to agree on one thing in the middle school years when we reply “you're right mom and I don’t love you, we had you so we can treat you unfairly”; It wasn’t anything new, we had done this one time. I already had everything documented from the first time and there wasn’t really anything new happening and it seemed useless to retell the same stories - that was true until yesterday at the doctor’s office – you will have to read all of this post to find out. There are a few more reasons but we will save those for later…
The blog about our first baby will be merged at some point with this blog. This blog will contain information about KC, LA, KC and LA, Aubrey, No.2 and friends and family.
Not sure what direction this blog will take but stick around for the ride and if you’ve got 15 minutes to waste a couple times a week check back and see what’s been happening with us.
How Did We Get To This Point
Occasionally, during the first part of the year, we had talked about if we were ready for another child. Aubrey had been very low maintenance and if it was this easy why not have another one, two or three more. We couldn’t figure out why everyone was complaining about how hard it was and that they weren’t getting any sleep. We always got looks when we told them Aubrey started sleeping through the night at 2 months and went to bed at 7pm. Anyway, we had conversations about No. 2 randomly over the next few months and we finally decided to start “trying”. Very, Very soon after that LA came to me and told me “I am pregnant”. I told her she was crazy (see first blog) and she continued to assure me that “she knew, my body is telling me” and I kept telling her “Yeah, right”. I told her it wasn’t possible because she was on antibiotics for her cold. After a couple of weeks, she took the test and it came back positive. I continued to tell her that it was possible for a false positive and she kept assuring me that she was pregnant. When we went to the doctor, the first words out of her mouth were “Back so soon…congratulations”. Just like the last time still no physical proof except a bag full of crap and the doctor and my wife verbally telling me "She's pregnant". I asked the doctor how this could be possible since LA was on antibiotics and she looked at me like I was crazy. I thought it was a valid question. I am going to have to research that. I guess that will be a teachable moment for our kids when they read this. I am sure no one that is reading this blog is old enough to remember the EF Hutton commercials…”When EF Hutton talks everybody listens”. I don’t know if we have a direct connection to God but No. 2 was almost an immaculate conception. We talked, we tried, we’re pregnant (LA’s pregnant). Not sure what God has planned but he must have needed him or her pretty quickly or realized that their father was and will be an old goat and allowed it to happen quickly. We realize that we are blessed beyond measure to be able to have No. 2 even if it was a little quicker that we thought it would happen.
Doctor’s Appointment
27 Weeks
December 10, 2009
We meet with the new doctor today that they added to the practice since Aubrey was born. She was fine, nothing special – I need to teach a class at medical school on bedside manner. No.2’s heart beat is 147bpm and everything looks good. LA is measuring on schedule 27”.
We haven’t had many new or funny experiences at the doctor’s office with anything this pregnancy until yesterday’s visit. LA went back and they weighed her and I took Aubrey to the room to wait on LA. I could hear LA talking but couldn’t understand what she was saying. When she got to the room, she was laughing. The nurse told her she needed to re-weigh her to make sure she wrote it down right the first time. LA told the nurse “You’re calling be fat?”. The nurse reweighed her and she wrote down the correct weight the first time. So the funny thing was the 1st trimester LA lost weight and they told her to put it back on by our last appointment and she did. Evidently the past 4 weeks, she put a few extra pounds but her weight gain is fine. Another reason to start blogging finally happened at 7 months.
What we know:
*No.2 is due March 10, 2010
*Aubrey will be 18 months older than No. 2 and one year apart in school (unless one of them get my genes for school)
*We didn’t find out the sex (although LA cheated at the ultrasound and thinks were having a boy)
*We have a boy and girl name picked out (not telling either one, don’t ask, and we don’t need any suggestions)
*We both are extremely tired and are getting plenty of rest on the sofa each night “watching tv”
*We are questioning our decision to have them so close since Aubrey became a whirlwind at 11 months and hasn’t slowed down yet, might should have waited a couple of months
*March 10, 2012 target date to stop purchasing diapers (unless we decide to have No 3)
*I don’t know how many more babies we can have – I put on weight during pregnancy but don’t lose it after the pregnancy
*The heart rate has been consistent or higher than Aubrey’s – most recently 147bpm for those that want to predict boy or girl – it is a girl
*The Chinese Birth Calendar predicts a boy. It was correct with Aubrey.
*We don’t care if it is a boy or girl! Not going to be disappointed either way (We actually would like another girl – no need to add a different model into the mix. We have 15 months of experience with the girl model but aren’t going to be disappointed with a boy.
*We can’t keep up with how far along LA is. We were wrong at every appointment except yesterday – 27 weeks (LA has a thing on the internet updating her now)
Aubrey
Aubrey loves a book. Every morning, just after waking up we read a book together. It is one of the highlights of my day. She picks out the book and brings it back to me to read to her. I am sure this is a good thing but I wonder how many times I am going to have to read the same book to her before she finally catches on – Itsy Bitsy Spider, Three Little Pigs, Hungry Caterpillar, 10 Lady Bugs, My First Words, Nursery Rhymes…etc I am also pretty good at children’s tunes – Old MacDonald, I’m An Alligator and a bunch I don’t know the name.
She is getting close to saying a few words other than the words that start with d that she has been saying for awhile daddy, doooog, duc (duck), down (we haven’t heard this word yet but the ladies at school tell us she is saying it). She gets an occasional mommy in there and she is saying something that sounds exactly like a four letter work for poop. Awesome, 15 months and she already is going to get her mouth washed out with soap – public daycare, what are parents teaching their kids today?
Disclaimer
The stories contained on this blog may or may not be actual stories from our lives. They very well may be fictional accounts. I have a creative mind. They could be fictional parenting or life stories or true stories to help readers of this blog. I can not confirm or deny the accuracy contained in each post. Take the information contained here and laugh a little, shake your head a little and ask yourself if he is serious. I will deny that any of these accounts were actually from our lives.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Standing 8 Count
Aubrey has been doing very well at crawling and is picking up speed. I can honestly say that up to this point, there is nothing better than coming home and Aubrey crawling to my feet and wanting me to pick her up (it only happened once but I'll remember it). Once I get her picked up, she tries to squirm away but that's just her being, Aubrey - accomplishes something and right on to the next thing.
Because Aubrey is trying to pull up, LA and I have had to institute the standing 8 count and TKO for all face plants or noggin knocks. She gets 3 standing 8 counts before mommy and daddy call a TKO for the night. As referees, we have to judge the impact of the hit to the hardwood floor. Right now, we are using the crying and red mark method. If she falls and comes up crying immediately or the fall results in a red mark, she get the standing 8.
Last night she tried to pull up on my legs while I was standing and lost her balance and hit her forehead on the door molding and it didn't phase her which was surprising to me - so it was keep on keeping on. However the stairs were a different story. She doesn't have any problem standing up using the first stair because of it's height in relation to her arms. Up until last night she could not climb onto the first stair because she couldn't get her knees pulled up high enough. Last night, while supervised by mommy and daddy, she actually was able to climb the first two stairs. She did take a couple of tumbles that daddy minimized and others that daddy couldn't prevent. Her last fall produced the red mark and she got the TKO from daddy and mommy and she was done crawling and climbing for the night. It was her bedtime so it wasn't like we were punishing her just protecting her. It looks like a couple of gates for the stairs are our next purchase. Wonder how long after purchasing the gates will mommy or daddy trip and fall down the stairs climbing over the gates? I know it going to happen and I know it going to hurt. We better keep paying the insurance bills.
Because Aubrey is trying to pull up, LA and I have had to institute the standing 8 count and TKO for all face plants or noggin knocks. She gets 3 standing 8 counts before mommy and daddy call a TKO for the night. As referees, we have to judge the impact of the hit to the hardwood floor. Right now, we are using the crying and red mark method. If she falls and comes up crying immediately or the fall results in a red mark, she get the standing 8.
Last night she tried to pull up on my legs while I was standing and lost her balance and hit her forehead on the door molding and it didn't phase her which was surprising to me - so it was keep on keeping on. However the stairs were a different story. She doesn't have any problem standing up using the first stair because of it's height in relation to her arms. Up until last night she could not climb onto the first stair because she couldn't get her knees pulled up high enough. Last night, while supervised by mommy and daddy, she actually was able to climb the first two stairs. She did take a couple of tumbles that daddy minimized and others that daddy couldn't prevent. Her last fall produced the red mark and she got the TKO from daddy and mommy and she was done crawling and climbing for the night. It was her bedtime so it wasn't like we were punishing her just protecting her. It looks like a couple of gates for the stairs are our next purchase. Wonder how long after purchasing the gates will mommy or daddy trip and fall down the stairs climbing over the gates? I know it going to happen and I know it going to hurt. We better keep paying the insurance bills.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Working Out and Crawling
As you can tell, working out with and lifting weights never has been too high on my list of priorities. It is not in my DNA. Probably has something to do with not seeing immediate results (maybe I needed to be on the juice). However, that has all changed. For the past seven months, LA and I have been carrying around Aubrey in the car seat. Recently, we have been carrying her and leaving her car seat in the car when we go places to cut down on the weight we were carrying. The other day, I wondered how much Aubrey and the car seat weighed together - Aubrey tipped the scales at 20lbs and the car seat at 10lbs. We have a 30lbs dumbbell that we have been carrying around and lifting into the car, over tables and lifting high so others can see her. Hopefully, the pay off is coming for me - becoming ripped/chiseled.
I am still looking for a design engineer to help reinvent the car seat. I have yet to find a design that didn't suck. However, LA and I have the idea that will revolutionize the baby car seat industry but need technical help - millions are on the line...anybody interested?
CRAWLING
Just a quick update on the crawling. Aubrey is officially crawling. She can go anywhere she wants. Her main route right now is the living room to the kitchen and back. She is into everything along the way that catches her attention. She has a few stops along the way - her car seat, computer bags, power cords for cell phones and computers, shoes by the door, plant stand (that is going to fall on her, it's just a matter of time), her swing and the rug in front of the sink. Our evenings used to be so simple when she could only lay on her back or just roll over. Now we are on full alert the entire evening, for what she is getting into. It is going to "shocking" when she gets some teeth and chews on those cords (that's probably going to hurt). It seems that all we are telling her right now is "no". No wonder that is one of the first words babies learns to say. It doesn't have anything to do with it being two letters and everything to do with the fact that it's the only word they hear.
Oh, yeah she isn't satisfied with just crawling. She is now trying to pull up and stand up. She was successful pulling up on the steps. She can't conquer one thing before moving to the next.
The fun has begun.
I am still looking for a design engineer to help reinvent the car seat. I have yet to find a design that didn't suck. However, LA and I have the idea that will revolutionize the baby car seat industry but need technical help - millions are on the line...anybody interested?
CRAWLING
Just a quick update on the crawling. Aubrey is officially crawling. She can go anywhere she wants. Her main route right now is the living room to the kitchen and back. She is into everything along the way that catches her attention. She has a few stops along the way - her car seat, computer bags, power cords for cell phones and computers, shoes by the door, plant stand (that is going to fall on her, it's just a matter of time), her swing and the rug in front of the sink. Our evenings used to be so simple when she could only lay on her back or just roll over. Now we are on full alert the entire evening, for what she is getting into. It is going to "shocking" when she gets some teeth and chews on those cords (that's probably going to hurt). It seems that all we are telling her right now is "no". No wonder that is one of the first words babies learns to say. It doesn't have anything to do with it being two letters and everything to do with the fact that it's the only word they hear.
Oh, yeah she isn't satisfied with just crawling. She is now trying to pull up and stand up. She was successful pulling up on the steps. She can't conquer one thing before moving to the next.
The fun has begun.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Babysitting Injury
LA and I went the the JSL party and auction tonight at the Ponds. I was playing in the golf tournament on Saturday and it was included in the cost. We arranged to have Nanny Von and Gramps keep her and they were going to Wes's baseball game in Bamburg. At some point while at the game there was an accident with Aubrey grabbing Nana Von's Diet Coke can. She is very determined to get anything she can touch to her mouth and if it means pulling it out of your hands, she is up for the challenge. In the list of instructions we give to anyone taking care of Aubrey (don't laugh when you get your copy to read and sign before you keep her, we're serious), it plainly reads not to attempt to drink anything while holding her or if she is within reach of someone else. Evidently Nana Von decided to skip reading that part and not listen to the verbal instructions we gave her about this before she left. She had her Diet Coke can within her reach and Aubrey attacked and Nana doesn't really know what happened after that point. However, mommy and daddy's investigation of the event and other eyewitness reports indicated that the can got close enough for her to put her hand on the top and she got her index finger in the opening which then cut her as she pulled on the can. At that point eyewitnesses said the blood started to run out everywhere and Aubrey started crying. They finally got the blood stopped and she had a 3/8" cut in the first joint of her index finger from the germ filled opening of the Diet Coke can. They decided not to take her to the emergency room for stitches or a tetanus shot. We are sure Nana Von felt bad about Aubrey getting hurt and being the first one to keep her and injure her but I am pretty sure she was more worried about telling us what had happened. For two reasons, first our response and second, she knows what Section 3 part 4 says about injuries while keeping Aubrey - "you will be moved down the babysitting list to secondary status and called when all other options have been attempted". It's good news for everyone else because they moved up a spot on the babysitting ladder.
The cut ended up being like a paper cut and she has been fine with it. We did put a band-aid and some medicine on it and that was funny because she couldn't bend her finger and she didn't know what to do.
The cut ended up being like a paper cut and she has been fine with it. We did put a band-aid and some medicine on it and that was funny because she couldn't bend her finger and she didn't know what to do.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Our First Easter With Aubrey
For as long as I can remember (insert your old joke here), we have been going to Surfside Beach for the Easter weekend as a family. Most years Julie and her clan are able to make it and this year we were all together Friday - Sunday. It was good to all be together and Aubrey especially enjoyed being the center of attention. LA and I enjoyed it because we got one of the bedrooms again this weekend. This pregnant and baby thing has really paid off - Thanks, Julie and Chris
LA and I brought the entire house with us to Surfside. We didn't have to worry about robbers because we had everything with us. I am not sure if Aubrey even realized she wasn't in Summerville. Mommy and Daddy did some shopping on Thursday when we got to the beach. Mommy went shopping again on Sat with the girls and Daddy, Chris and Aube worked on the front porch replacing boards on Fri and Sat and picked up leaves. The golf cart stranded Chris, Meghan, and Katie at the beach and Chris pushed it home. Aube called the repair man and Saturday it was supposed to be ready to go. LA, Aubrey and I loaded up in the cart late Saturday afternoon for a ride and then a stop at the beach so Aubrey could put her feet in the water for the first time. The ride was a short one because the golf cart didn't seem to have much power. We figured the batteries needed charging so we decided to head straight to the beach. We almost made it and the cart died. I pushed it to the beach access and we got out and walked to the beach. Aubrey got to put her toes in the water for the first time. She didn't like it too much - probably because the water was cold. The Canadians weren't even swimming the water was so cold. We will be back when it gets warmer. I am sure she will like it then. After we spent some time on the beach, it was time to push the golf cart home. I let LA and Aubrey sit while I pushed. It is only 1.5 blocks but it might as well been a marathon. Holly cow, I am out of shape! I was spent when we finally made it home. The funny part of this story is that Aube got in the cart about 30 minutes later and rode around the block two or three times without any problems. The girls and myself decided to try it after dinner and I wasn't going too far from the house because I wasn't going to push it again and sure enough it died again but this time we were right in front of the house. So Aubrey first golf cart ride was a bust. I don't know how many more years daddy will be able to push the golf cart home. We might better stick to the car.
Easter Sunday
Mommy had everything planned out - green smocked dress for Aubrey, light colored summer suit and green shirt for daddy, green shirt and white pants for mommy. Daddy already had everything so he didn't have to buy Easter clothes. On Easter morning, we got Aubrey ready and daddy went to get his clothes and guess what wasn't in the closet - his suit. I had somehow left it at the house. I don't know how but evidently I had brought everything in the house but the suit. My first fall back plan was a pair of khakis that I wear to work that have some ink stains - not the best but they were going to have to do in a pinch. No one else had anything I could wear. After ironing the pants for some reason, I remembered that I had bought a pair of khakis on Thursday. The new khakis saved the day but I was still mad about the suit. It was disappointing. Hopefully, Aubrey and LA will wear their Easter outfits and I can wear my suit and we can get some pictures.
We went to church at Belin UMC in Murrells Inlet and as with most churches on Easter Sunday it was packed. As we walked in with Aubrey there were two seats on the back row with easy access to the exits in case Aubrey didn't want to go to sleep and got fussy. Everyone else went about halfway up and sat down. Before the service started, as LA and I were sitting there an older gentleman that we did not know walked up and started talking to Aubrey and LA. After a few minutes of small talk, he picked up Aubrey and she attacked his glasses. I was pretty sure she was going to break them but he got them from her and then turned away from LA and I and started up the center isle. You can imagine the faces LA and I made to each other. Which was quickly followed up by "What do we do?". The lady sitting next to me said "I am going to assume that you do not know who that man is". My response was "No". About the time, he started up the center isle with her, Julie had turned around and saw Aubrey with him and looked at me like "what is going on?". My look back to her was "I don't know". I told LA that we were in church and he looked nice. He wasn't past Julie yet and we still had the back door covered so I didn't think it was time to worry "yet". He paused at this family and started talking to them and then everyone started to get up like he was going to sit down. At this point, LA and I were about to stand up and walk to him and get Aubrey but we could tell he was telling them he wasn't going to sit down yet. After what seemed like forever, he brought Aubrey back to us - crisis averted - no one tackled in church on Easter Sunday morning. Evidently he does this quite often we found out later - taking babies and showing them off. However, everyone that has ever had a child knows your reaction when someone you don't know starts to touch your baby - "don't do it, I don't know you." I am sure our response would have been different if we were not at church. We have gotten a pretty good laugh out of it. I wish we could have had a video on us and my sister when he started to walk away with her. It was priceless and probably could have won us some money.
LA and I brought the entire house with us to Surfside. We didn't have to worry about robbers because we had everything with us. I am not sure if Aubrey even realized she wasn't in Summerville. Mommy and Daddy did some shopping on Thursday when we got to the beach. Mommy went shopping again on Sat with the girls and Daddy, Chris and Aube worked on the front porch replacing boards on Fri and Sat and picked up leaves. The golf cart stranded Chris, Meghan, and Katie at the beach and Chris pushed it home. Aube called the repair man and Saturday it was supposed to be ready to go. LA, Aubrey and I loaded up in the cart late Saturday afternoon for a ride and then a stop at the beach so Aubrey could put her feet in the water for the first time. The ride was a short one because the golf cart didn't seem to have much power. We figured the batteries needed charging so we decided to head straight to the beach. We almost made it and the cart died. I pushed it to the beach access and we got out and walked to the beach. Aubrey got to put her toes in the water for the first time. She didn't like it too much - probably because the water was cold. The Canadians weren't even swimming the water was so cold. We will be back when it gets warmer. I am sure she will like it then. After we spent some time on the beach, it was time to push the golf cart home. I let LA and Aubrey sit while I pushed. It is only 1.5 blocks but it might as well been a marathon. Holly cow, I am out of shape! I was spent when we finally made it home. The funny part of this story is that Aube got in the cart about 30 minutes later and rode around the block two or three times without any problems. The girls and myself decided to try it after dinner and I wasn't going too far from the house because I wasn't going to push it again and sure enough it died again but this time we were right in front of the house. So Aubrey first golf cart ride was a bust. I don't know how many more years daddy will be able to push the golf cart home. We might better stick to the car.
Easter Sunday
Mommy had everything planned out - green smocked dress for Aubrey, light colored summer suit and green shirt for daddy, green shirt and white pants for mommy. Daddy already had everything so he didn't have to buy Easter clothes. On Easter morning, we got Aubrey ready and daddy went to get his clothes and guess what wasn't in the closet - his suit. I had somehow left it at the house. I don't know how but evidently I had brought everything in the house but the suit. My first fall back plan was a pair of khakis that I wear to work that have some ink stains - not the best but they were going to have to do in a pinch. No one else had anything I could wear. After ironing the pants for some reason, I remembered that I had bought a pair of khakis on Thursday. The new khakis saved the day but I was still mad about the suit. It was disappointing. Hopefully, Aubrey and LA will wear their Easter outfits and I can wear my suit and we can get some pictures.
We went to church at Belin UMC in Murrells Inlet and as with most churches on Easter Sunday it was packed. As we walked in with Aubrey there were two seats on the back row with easy access to the exits in case Aubrey didn't want to go to sleep and got fussy. Everyone else went about halfway up and sat down. Before the service started, as LA and I were sitting there an older gentleman that we did not know walked up and started talking to Aubrey and LA. After a few minutes of small talk, he picked up Aubrey and she attacked his glasses. I was pretty sure she was going to break them but he got them from her and then turned away from LA and I and started up the center isle. You can imagine the faces LA and I made to each other. Which was quickly followed up by "What do we do?". The lady sitting next to me said "I am going to assume that you do not know who that man is". My response was "No". About the time, he started up the center isle with her, Julie had turned around and saw Aubrey with him and looked at me like "what is going on?". My look back to her was "I don't know". I told LA that we were in church and he looked nice. He wasn't past Julie yet and we still had the back door covered so I didn't think it was time to worry "yet". He paused at this family and started talking to them and then everyone started to get up like he was going to sit down. At this point, LA and I were about to stand up and walk to him and get Aubrey but we could tell he was telling them he wasn't going to sit down yet. After what seemed like forever, he brought Aubrey back to us - crisis averted - no one tackled in church on Easter Sunday morning. Evidently he does this quite often we found out later - taking babies and showing them off. However, everyone that has ever had a child knows your reaction when someone you don't know starts to touch your baby - "don't do it, I don't know you." I am sure our response would have been different if we were not at church. We have gotten a pretty good laugh out of it. I wish we could have had a video on us and my sister when he started to walk away with her. It was priceless and probably could have won us some money.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Homemade Food
So LA and I thought it would be a good idea to make Aubrey's food instead of buying "baby food". Baby food isn't anything special. It is food that you and I eat that they package in small containers and call it "baby food". It is just a ploy to get parents to buy it instead of making it yourself. We didn't do this to save money. The money saved would hardly be enough to buy her a pack of diapers twice a year. If we saved a few dollars great but that wasn't the point of making her food. It is the pride you have in doing something for your child and they like it. We decided our first attempt would be to make her vegetables - peas, green beans, carrots.
Making baby food is the easiest thing ever - Can you boil water and do you have a clock/watch/or can you count one mississippi, two mississippi? If your answer is no then there is no hope for you and please tell your future wife/husband this before you marry him/her or if you already married and he/she stayed with you - God bless their soul and they love you more than you know! Give them a hug and a kiss they deserve it.
I am not going to bore you with the details. It's not like we're on 30 minute meals. We boiled the water, blended the food and froze them. The next day Aubrey gets to eat food made by her mommy and daddy (mommy did more than daddy - I admit it) So for dinner it's ham and green beans. This was also the first time for the ham and I probably should also let you know that up to this point she has eaten everything (fruits, veggies, combination's of fruit, combination's of veggies and meats) that she has been offered with no strange faces and not spitting it out. LA started with the ham and for the first time she spit it out immediately - we agreed that the ham wasn't the most appetizing. We moved on the the green beans and she took the first spoon full and then spit them out also. LA tried some more but without any luck. She didn't like them at all. We got some "baby food" out and she ate it without any problems. So dejected and wondering why she didn't like the veggies we made her, we decided to try a different one the next day. I'll give you the readers digest version - carrots didn't like them, spit them out, peas didn't like them spit them out. Now I have to tell you we tried. Every time she opened her mouth to cry, we would put a spoon full in and she would spit them out. We tried the mixing technique, something she likes for two or three spoonfuls and then the homemade veggies, same results. As soon as she realized it wasn't what she like or was used to she spit it out. I have to honest and say that it was funny watching her cry, cringe her face and spit it out. That was part of the reason we tried so hard to get her to eat them. We did get some of it on video and it is quite funny. The only thing we can figure is that the texture is different. We got them made so we are going to keep trying, otherwise mommy and daddy have some bland veggies to eat for dinner in individual 2.5oz containers. Maybe Gerber and Beachnut have something figured out on this "baby food" thing?
Making baby food is the easiest thing ever - Can you boil water and do you have a clock/watch/or can you count one mississippi, two mississippi? If your answer is no then there is no hope for you and please tell your future wife/husband this before you marry him/her or if you already married and he/she stayed with you - God bless their soul and they love you more than you know! Give them a hug and a kiss they deserve it.
I am not going to bore you with the details. It's not like we're on 30 minute meals. We boiled the water, blended the food and froze them. The next day Aubrey gets to eat food made by her mommy and daddy (mommy did more than daddy - I admit it) So for dinner it's ham and green beans. This was also the first time for the ham and I probably should also let you know that up to this point she has eaten everything (fruits, veggies, combination's of fruit, combination's of veggies and meats) that she has been offered with no strange faces and not spitting it out. LA started with the ham and for the first time she spit it out immediately - we agreed that the ham wasn't the most appetizing. We moved on the the green beans and she took the first spoon full and then spit them out also. LA tried some more but without any luck. She didn't like them at all. We got some "baby food" out and she ate it without any problems. So dejected and wondering why she didn't like the veggies we made her, we decided to try a different one the next day. I'll give you the readers digest version - carrots didn't like them, spit them out, peas didn't like them spit them out. Now I have to tell you we tried. Every time she opened her mouth to cry, we would put a spoon full in and she would spit them out. We tried the mixing technique, something she likes for two or three spoonfuls and then the homemade veggies, same results. As soon as she realized it wasn't what she like or was used to she spit it out. I have to honest and say that it was funny watching her cry, cringe her face and spit it out. That was part of the reason we tried so hard to get her to eat them. We did get some of it on video and it is quite funny. The only thing we can figure is that the texture is different. We got them made so we are going to keep trying, otherwise mommy and daddy have some bland veggies to eat for dinner in individual 2.5oz containers. Maybe Gerber and Beachnut have something figured out on this "baby food" thing?
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