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April 2003

  • Tue, Apr 29, 2003 7:54 PM

    joy is the best word that comes to mind. bliss, perhaps.

    i just saw my daughter standing on her own two feet. wow. it's more than just the physical skill that she's newly acquired, but the visual impact of seeing her pick herself up and stand tall...well, the symbolism is profound and deep. i want to weep, i want to hug her, i want to laugh with her. i think about grabbing my video camera, or my still camera, or anything that can capture this moment and etch it in my head, remind me of the littlest things that are such big, huge things when we do them for the first time.

    she probably stood up over two hundred times today. she just can't get enough of it. against a chair, a dresser, on her own, against your knee - it doesn't matter. anything that will help her go vertical is what it's all about.

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  • Mon, Apr 28, 2003 4:41 PM

    a pancake.

    i would never have thought that a simple pancake could make a person so happy. but little k, well she's found pancakes (smothered in maple syrup and butter, of course) to be so, so, so tasty that she breaks out a huge smile with every bite. sometimes her smile is so big that the pancake ends up on the floor, but, oh well, there's always more pancake waiting in daddy's fingers. woo hoo!

    on a far more sinister note, kaya has come up with a new trick involving macaroni and cheese. it goes like this:

    1. accept cheese-laden macaroni from dad
    2. suck on, gently nibble with your two teeth.
    3. wait for dad to get distracted.
    4. spit out macaroni once cheese is fully digested.

    it's like her own personal Atkins diet...gotta reduce the carbs!

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  • Wed, Apr 23, 2003 11:58 AM

    well, apparently chaos begins at home.

    i just received a call from my wonderful wife, who decided that it was a good idea to try to wash our cat Zed while she had Kaya in her arms. needless to say, Zed freaked, streaking out of the room within .5 seconds of being drenched, and Kaya's fingers got smushed in the door on the way out.

    the result? a wet cat and a crying baby.

    i love it.

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  • Thu, Apr 17, 2003 12:17 PM

    two new tricks this week:

    Screaming! Preferably right in the most echo-y part of the house...she'll crawl to the spot with the best acoustics, gather herself up into a sitting position, ball up her fists, and just launch into it. one screaming fit usually lasts a couple of minutes.

    Standing: She's now regularly straightening her legs, getting her butt high up in the air, and trying to turn it into full standing. I'm guessing we're 6-8 weeks away from the real thing.

    Tooth update: 1 for sure, 1 sort of...that's it!

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  • Thu, Apr 10, 2003 4:32 PM

    oh, my beautiful daughter.

    you're starting to become a little girl. you crawl all around the house, you clap, you laugh and you smile when i come in the room. you complain when you're not happy and you open wide for another mouthful.

    do you know that i'm fascinated by you? that i can just sit near you and watch you for hours? that i obsess over every little inch of your body, and applaud every little thing you do?

    no, you don't know, but that kinda makes me happy, because i've never felt so selfless in my life. i want nothing but to give, and yet i receive so much in return. you make me love my wife, and, well, love my life.

    so onward with life's challenges. i see older kids and i step up to the plate and say "go for it - i'm ready"...and then i get a bit sad, knowing that life is moving on, we're on a freeway of change, and that these wonderful new tricks will become old hat and expected. you're so pure in your emotions and your actions; no wonder adults look back to their younger days. being a kid is a good deal.

    tomorrow you'll wake me up at around 5:30AM. i can't wait.

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