Friday, September 16, 2011

A non milestone

Eloise is five months old today.  This is one of the minor achievements of her life, but since she is changing so much every day, I didn't want to miss a chance to post a couple of pictures.  This week she has been having a growth spurt.  How do I know? I can see her little baby fat rolls growing before my eyes.  And her appetite has doubled.
Our princess is getting more and more interactive.  She loves looking at books, making vowel sounds very expressively, playing peek-a-boo, and stuffing things into her mouth.  Her voice has three volumes: grunt, yell, and shriek.  We (meaning mom, dad, and the neighbors for six blocks around) only hear shriek when she is very hungry or very tired.  Yell is her normal volume.
Could these eyes possibly be more blue?
Today we went to our last story time in San Mateo.  We have gone almost every week for the last 23 months, and we are really going to miss it.  Eloise is starting to love it as much as Jared does, but all the stimulation wears her out.  Today she snoozed all the way home and then for more than three hours after.
 I love this squishy little baby phase.  Happy five months day, princess!

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Before we go

We are getting packed and cleaned up for our move to Kirkland next week very slowly, but since I am anticipating the pace of this move picking up by Friday, I thought I would record some of our events of the last week before things get really crazy.

On Sunday, we went for a walk down by the bay.  Our midpoint was Harbor View Park, where we let the kids out of the stroller to play.
Of course Jared loves every playground, but it is a treat to get to play with Daddy. 

The big event of the day was putting the princess in a swing for the first time.  At first she hung on for dear life. . . 
 But in next to no time she started to enjoy herself. She even liked Jared kicking and making the swingset vibrate.
 Jared definitely did not like swinging his first time around.  Eventually she let go of the swing so she could put her hands in her mouth. . .
 Occasionally taking them out for a grin.
 I can't wait to get to our new house and hang up the swing I optimistically bought in June.
On our return trip, Eloise did not like the wind in her face, so she hitched a ride in the baby carrier.  Jared, ever the opportunist, took her seat.  This is him doing two "thumbs" up.

On Monday morning, Jared greeted me in his crib by panting like a dog.  He informed me that he is a little dog ("yiddo gog"), and this lasted until nap time.  Every time I spoke to him, he would repeat my words back to me and add "yiddo gog" on the end.  Me: Do you want some nectarine with your lunch? Jared: Want some neckaween, yiddo gog? Yes, peese. Want neckaween, peese.

That afternoon I was talking to him about birthdays and I mentioned that on his next birthday he will be three.  His eyes got huge as he excitedly annouced, "Like Mommy! Be three like Mommy!"
I love Jared being two.

On Tuesday, inspired by Curious George Goes to the Aquarium, Jared, Eloise, and I went to the California Academy of Sciences, which Jared calls the aquarium, or, in Jared speak, the "akeem."  The Academy has lots of other features, but the lowest level is all aquarium.  Jared was so excited about being in the aquarium that he forgot to ask to use the aquarium potty every five minutes, actually waiting until he needed to go to ask.  This means that we got to enjoy an outing for a change.  We got there early enough that the aquarium level was mostly deserted when we arrived.  Jared flitted from exhibit to exhibit, pausing long enough to stare open mouthed at the creatures on display, before turning and running to another window yelling, "Fish! Fish! See more fish! Fish in akeem!"

 It was like watching a little Tasmanian Devil going every direction at once as he dashed from place to place. Here he is trying to count all the fish in the sea.
Eloise also enjoyed the aquarium, possibly because the tanks are all lit from inside.
Even though it looks like she is about to be beamed up by the aliens in the picture above, the reality is that her stroller is parked in a tunnel with aquarium window overhead and on two sides.  She can see sunlight from a skylight through the water above her.  
And this ridiculously dark picture proves that I was there, too.
It was a great outing.  Jared and Eloise were both thoroughly exhausted on the way home, which means she slept and he giggled at everything as I kept him awake.

I almost wish we were going to be here a little longer so that we could go back soon, but then I think about the yard and the washer and dryer that will be mine in our new house, and the regrets about leaving start to get a little blurry.  We will definitely miss our friends, and we will remember our experiences here fondly, but we are looking forward to our new adventure!

Friday, September 2, 2011

The evolution of a smile

This has been a long summer for Jared's smile. Here is his original "cheese" face a few months ago.
As you may remember, Jared had a little mishap at Great Grandpa's house a few weeks ago and chipped a tooth.  Apparently that was only the beginning of his face alteration plan.
   Jared, usually a very cautious child, has gotten more daring lately as his balance has improved.  This means that he will now walk down stairs without holding onto a parent for dear life, climbs into his own high chair, occasionally takes showers without fear of slipping, and stands up in the wobbling rocking chair.  He also likes to stand up on the seat of his little scooter (pictured in this post), which he calls his bike.  He usually performs this stunt holding onto a nearby piece of furniture.
 On Monday afternoon, Jared, Eloise, and I went down to the laundry room to get some laundry out of the dryer.  Jared rode his bike down to the laundry room.  He gets a kick out of things being out of place, so he thinks it's hilarious to see the bike in the elevator.  When we got to the laundry room, I put Eloise on the table to drool on a burp cloth, and started unloading a dryer.  A neighbor stopped in to say hello.  Between keeping one eye on Eloise to make sure she didn't fall off the table, talking to the neighbor, and unloading the dryer, I hardly even noticed Jared climbing up onto his little bike to do his trick.  All of a sudden the bike rolled out from under him and he went face first into a luggage rack that is in the laundry room to hold laundry baskets. One of its knobs went into his mouth as he fell and he immediately started spouting blood. Our neighbor helped me get Eloise upstairs to our apartment, where I mopped up Jared's face and gave him a popsicle for his swelling lip. He was in a lot of pain and kept crying and wanting to be held.
As I was trying to figure out what to do for him, he kept telling me different things that he thought would make him feel better.  "Popsicle help you feel better."  The popsicle did not work because he kept trying to bite into it.  It was pretty obvious that his chipped tooth was loose, since it was not quite where it should be in his mouth.  Jared suggested milk and goldfish crackers. Nothing was working.
When it was still bleeding quite a lot after half an hour, I decided to take Jared to urgent care.  I packed up the kids and headed down to Palo Alto.  All the way there Jared kept giving me updates.  "Mouth feel better," he would say, and then start crying, "Hurts again."  Todd got a ride to Palo Alto and met us there.
The doctor examined Jared's now very swollen lip.  She said it was pretty well mangled, but he didn't need stitches.  Both of his front teeth were loose, so he would have to see a dentist when the swelling went down.
I made Jared an appointment with one Dr. Spitz, a pediatric dentist.  He was great, but I still wonder if that was his original name.  Dr. Spitz said that the teeth will tighten back up, but the nighttime and naptime pacifier would have to go, as it would slow the healing.  Jared loved his little pacifier friend, affectionately known as "Bapper."  We have all been mourning their separation.  I imagine in a week or so Jared will figure out how to fall asleep without it, but days have been long and nights have been longer.  Today Jared even fell asleep in the stroller for a few minutes. That hasn't happened in over a year.
Here is a look at the latest version of Jared's smile.
 As you can see, his spirits are high, even if his tooth is not where it once was.  I think we can stick with this version for a few more years.