Dylan,
Things were very happy in your universe yesterday. From the time you woke up until I put you down for the night you were in the best of moods.
You seemed awake and alert, and not crying, when I walked into your room with your morning sippy. You didn't get bored and agitated at all while I changed your diaper and put on clean clothes for the day. You even spent a few minutes playing in your room after, including climbing into the rocking chair, grabbing the arms and giving it your best buckin' bronco, with a wild grin to match.
We were chatting about trains in the kitchen when you suddenly began inquiring as to mommy's whereabouts. You signed 'mama' a few times and then used the up-turned palms and bent elbows to gesture 'where?', so that was as far as we let her sleep in.
Mom said she had a really great day with you. She didn't try so hard to get much done other than enjoy your company. Those are always the best days.
You went for a run on the creek trail with Mommy's friend and her twin girls your age, then spent some time at the playground there. It was a beautiful weather day. You left one playground and headed to another, closer to home, for more fun time.
Your nap at home didn't rival the duration they manage to get from you at school, but when you woke up you were in super-cuddle mode for a long stretch.
You were still in an especially good mood when I got home from work.
I gave you your last doses of the last round of eye medicine (10 days of the ointment this time, to be sure) and you didn't make a peep either time. While just a few weeks ago you screamed bloody murder at the mere proposition, you're now so inured to it that this morning, at your insistence, I popped the cap off the tube and pretended to apply some to each eye.
You responded by vigorously rubbing your eyes with your fists.
Dad
Friday, March 30, 2007
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
kitchen stool
Dylan,
You've learned that you can reach things on the kitchen counter by carrying the little plastic stool across the room and placing it against the cabinets before climbing on top.
It's as cute as it is dangerous. You can almost reach the knife block.
Dad
You've learned that you can reach things on the kitchen counter by carrying the little plastic stool across the room and placing it against the cabinets before climbing on top.
It's as cute as it is dangerous. You can almost reach the knife block.
Dad
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
pick
Dylan,
You've recently learned to stick your finger in your nose. Mom has launched a campaign against such behavior.
Dad
You've recently learned to stick your finger in your nose. Mom has launched a campaign against such behavior.
Dad
observations
Dylan,
You are constantly observing and commenting.
We read through a book and you have something to say or sign about nearly every page. You note every bird you see and practically every car.
We're always wondering what exactly is going through your head while you chatter away to yourself about a toy you're playing with or a video you're watching. Or while you're walking round the house sticking my key chain up against every door handle, hoping one will eventually respond, like they do for me.
Keep it up. Don't ever stop making observations, even if you have to sometimes keep them to yourself. Never lose the curiosity that drives you. Let it serve you all of your life.
I promise to keep listening.
Dad
You are constantly observing and commenting.
We read through a book and you have something to say or sign about nearly every page. You note every bird you see and practically every car.
We're always wondering what exactly is going through your head while you chatter away to yourself about a toy you're playing with or a video you're watching. Or while you're walking round the house sticking my key chain up against every door handle, hoping one will eventually respond, like they do for me.
Keep it up. Don't ever stop making observations, even if you have to sometimes keep them to yourself. Never lose the curiosity that drives you. Let it serve you all of your life.
I promise to keep listening.
Dad
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Saturday, March 10, 2007
haircut
Dylan,
I took you to your first haircut this morning. We saved a little baggie of it at Mommy's request.
You sat in a little blue tractor near a teevee with the teletubbies on, but you weren't pleased by the process. You generally resisted and struggled throughout a long three minutes.
After, you played with some of their toys, and pooped.
Then we went home for a snack and some pictures.
When Mommy got home from her bike ride and saw you, she was so taken by your little boy charm that she almost cried.
Dad
I took you to your first haircut this morning. We saved a little baggie of it at Mommy's request.
You sat in a little blue tractor near a teevee with the teletubbies on, but you weren't pleased by the process. You generally resisted and struggled throughout a long three minutes.
After, you played with some of their toys, and pooped.
Then we went home for a snack and some pictures.
When Mommy got home from her bike ride and saw you, she was so taken by your little boy charm that she almost cried.
Dad
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
milk laugh
D-
Mommy was feeding you an after-dinner bonus snack of Special K cereal in milk. She stopped for a bit, leaned in close and tickled your round tummy, bringing out a big laugh and a smile. Mommy laughed too, wiped her face and said, "I got sprayed with milk laugh!".
It was all over your chin, too.
Dad
Mommy was feeding you an after-dinner bonus snack of Special K cereal in milk. She stopped for a bit, leaned in close and tickled your round tummy, bringing out a big laugh and a smile. Mommy laughed too, wiped her face and said, "I got sprayed with milk laugh!".
It was all over your chin, too.
Dad
ying ying
Dylan,
A co-worker just brought you a gift from her visit to China: it's a stuffed doll version of Ying Ying, one of five mascots for the upcoming Beijing Olympic Games in 2008. It's almost cat-like, but stands upright with a huge head and goat-like horns.
Dad
A co-worker just brought you a gift from her visit to China: it's a stuffed doll version of Ying Ying, one of five mascots for the upcoming Beijing Olympic Games in 2008. It's almost cat-like, but stands upright with a huge head and goat-like horns.
Dad
Monday, March 05, 2007
angel hair
dylan,
Tonight I carried you into your room while you were still finishing your milk. The light was off and the door almost all the way closed. You had stopped drinking while I settled in to the rocking chair. You held your sippy cup against your chest as I lightly rubbed my hand over your head, smoothing your long stringy blond hair, which has yet to be cut.
I could see your eyelids fall as my hand curled around the back of your head and under your ear. They were slower and slower to rise until eventually they were content to stay closed.
I laid you in your crib, where you customarily rolled onto your side. I tucked Ivan under your right arm, then covered you head to toe with your lightweight alphabet blanket. Then, as always, I patted you on the bottom three hundred times.
On nights when I try to leave before you're settled, you let me know with a slow series of sharp whimpers. Tonight I stopped and listened, and heard you attempt to whimper, and then try again, unable to muster the usual energy. Unconvinced, I left.
And sleep came to you, quickly.
dad
Tonight I carried you into your room while you were still finishing your milk. The light was off and the door almost all the way closed. You had stopped drinking while I settled in to the rocking chair. You held your sippy cup against your chest as I lightly rubbed my hand over your head, smoothing your long stringy blond hair, which has yet to be cut.
I could see your eyelids fall as my hand curled around the back of your head and under your ear. They were slower and slower to rise until eventually they were content to stay closed.
I laid you in your crib, where you customarily rolled onto your side. I tucked Ivan under your right arm, then covered you head to toe with your lightweight alphabet blanket. Then, as always, I patted you on the bottom three hundred times.
On nights when I try to leave before you're settled, you let me know with a slow series of sharp whimpers. Tonight I stopped and listened, and heard you attempt to whimper, and then try again, unable to muster the usual energy. Unconvinced, I left.
And sleep came to you, quickly.
dad
Friday, March 02, 2007
badges
dylan,
I have to wear a badge with my picture on it to work everyday. I keep it on a retracting badge reel so I can clip it to a belt loop where security personnel can see it and it can easily extend to the many sensors in the building.
You, of course, love to pull on it and to see it snap back into place when you let go.
I recently had to get a new badge because you had carried mine off to play with and I couldn't find it for three days. So now we each have one.
Yesterday morning I clipped your badge on the pocket of your Levi's jeans, the ones that Grandma G sent you. When I came home from work at the end of the day I found you still wearing the badge. Mommy said you would point to the badge, make the sign for "daddy" and say "dada".
We went to the shopping mall after dinner, you still wearing the badge. You're old enough now that, given the chance, you could wander off. I kinda liked having my name and picture attached to you, just in case.
dad
I have to wear a badge with my picture on it to work everyday. I keep it on a retracting badge reel so I can clip it to a belt loop where security personnel can see it and it can easily extend to the many sensors in the building.
You, of course, love to pull on it and to see it snap back into place when you let go.
I recently had to get a new badge because you had carried mine off to play with and I couldn't find it for three days. So now we each have one.
Yesterday morning I clipped your badge on the pocket of your Levi's jeans, the ones that Grandma G sent you. When I came home from work at the end of the day I found you still wearing the badge. Mommy said you would point to the badge, make the sign for "daddy" and say "dada".
We went to the shopping mall after dinner, you still wearing the badge. You're old enough now that, given the chance, you could wander off. I kinda liked having my name and picture attached to you, just in case.
dad
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