Invisible Violin Solo

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Here is the scene in our living room:
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(artist's rendering)
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All three of us have been sick. First Tim, then Alexander, and then me. Here is a handy Venn Diagram to help in understanding our overlapping illnesses over the past week.


We are finally getting out of the green zone, and everyone is on the mend. We debated taking the baby to the doctor, especially after Alexander managed to sneeze/cough out something larger than his nose. We were grossed out and impressed at the same time. (Although we didn't save it for his baby book or anything.) Anyway, we didn't go to the doctor as she strikes us as the type to prescribe antibiotics for a cold or flu (colds and flus are caused by a virus, so antibiotics are probably used as a placebo -- or to stop whiny patients from whining.) We are all healing, and a closer family for the experience. Awwww....

OK, I have to run... the boy is dripping. You should probably wash your hands and eyes thoroughly after reading this entry.

A Giant Among Babies

This explains why all of his pants suddenly became shorts.

We just had his 6-month appointment. Alexander is now 29 inches long (er…tall. When do we start measuring him upright?) and he weighs 21 lbs and 15 oz. He is off the charts (99th percentile) for both height and weight. So we have an excellent crop of boy this year!

See the resemblance?

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Imagine the sound of air slowly escaping a balloon as you view this picture.

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OK, now I have to go FOR REALS.

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Cue the crickets.

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What is he, a farmer?

I consider myself a morning person, so he comes by it honestly. But 4:00 am is more night than morning, really. Even farmers would hit the snooze bar if their alarms went off that early. Still, Alexander woke up, bright eyed and ready to go, at 4:00 this morning. Ready to plow the toys and milk the mom.

Anyhoo, it has been a while since we’ve updated the blog. I am sure all three of you out there have been wondering what is going on in our (adorable) world. Last week, we made a trip to Iowa and saw Great Grandma.

Here is sweetpea on the ride down:


With GG:


Then we stopped and saw Aunt Rachel and Uncle Dave before hitting the road back home. It was a long day for a baby who only napped for about 15 minutes. This was the scene before we even got out of the drive way:



Sorry I can’t write more, but please enjoy this picture in my absence.


Hopefully there won't be so much tumbleweed between this post and our next post.

Gratuitous Adorable Pic

Brace yourself for cute.

Here Alexander is in his "natural" habitat of bright plastic toys that flash lights and play music. Ah... the wonderment. He is looking mighty pleased with himself.



Why is he pleased with himself? Because he is STANDING without holding mommy or daddy's hand.  



"The independence! The freedom! Um... is this thing certified to hold over 20 lbs? I seem to be listing..."




"Maybe I'd better...just take a knee... or two..."



"OK... this is a bit more awkward than anticipated. Maybe I should just... take a cheek...or two."




*sigh* "Don't try this at home, folks. Milestones are hard."

Unsolicited Tea

A package was delivered to our front door with instructions to STOP and call a phone number before opening the package. Is it a secret government weapon that only Tim could assemble? Or something equally Mission Impossible-esque? The package gave no indications to it’s contents other than telling us our “Wu-Yi System” was inside. Great, but who has time for video games?




My natural paranoia led me to the Internet rather than calling that phone number listed. It turns out the Wu-Yi system isn’t a government weapon or a game console. It’s diet tea and pills. If the Internet is to be believed, this is some kind of scam. So I have to watch my credit card for weird charges. *sigh* Why couldn’t I be victim to the scam where they send you tons of unsolicited ice cream? Or unsolicited kittens?

As is tradition, we went to Long John Silver’s for mom’s birthday. We actually do this with both mom’s birthday and Tim’s birthday because they both like fillet-o-grease so much. The one we go to is actually a Taco Bell/Long John Silver combo. What kind of combo is that? I took the liberty of coming up with an appropriate mascot:



“Yo quiero pescado fritos.”

(Which I think translates to “I have clogged arteries” but it’s been a long time since high school espanolish.)

Whenever Alexander sees Dad (aka grandpa) he expects him to do something hilarious. He sometimes even just starts laughing at the sight of his grandpa, which can't be good for Terry's self-esteem. Throughout the Senor Silvers experience, Alexander just stared at dad, just knowing that a punchline would be coming at any moment.



Wait for it.... wait for it...


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