When Mom was here, we went to a little Baby store and bought Ava a mobile. She loves it--or maybe I should say that she is very stimulated by it. It's pretty funny to watch. One minute she will have the most delightful smiles on her face, the next minute she looks like she thinks it will attack her. I don't know why the change in emotion--It doesn't move. It just hangs there. But it's been hours of fun for both of us.
Enjoy the video. It really shows how much she is vocalizing now.
Friday, June 20, 2008
The Second Month
No Tattling!
So I was a little naughty at Walmart the other day. As most of you know, we have moved. I had quite a few things on my list. When I got to the checkout, it cost a little more than I expected (death by Walmart as I used to call it). I was talking to my dad, and I mentioned that I had spent quite a bit and added, "shh.. don't tell Daniel." To which Dad said, "you should to tell him."
Now, I am not usually one to hide any financial information from Daniel. Usually, any out of the ordinary purchases get his approval, beyond about $20. I knew very well that he would see the bill when it came in, but I still failed to mention it to him. Then we got a call on Sunday morning from Citi cards. Fraud alert. "Did you spent $xxx at Walmart yesterday?"
Shoots.
Now, I am not usually one to hide any financial information from Daniel. Usually, any out of the ordinary purchases get his approval, beyond about $20. I knew very well that he would see the bill when it came in, but I still failed to mention it to him. Then we got a call on Sunday morning from Citi cards. Fraud alert. "Did you spent $xxx at Walmart yesterday?"
Shoots.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Through the Night (!)
Ava slept from 9 p.m. to 5 a.m. Eight hours! Hooray!
Unfortunately, I did not. To celebrate Daniel's birthday, we went out for Mexican food--it did not sit well. I woke up at 2 a.m. with a severe tummy ache. Daniel's mom very graciously came in and made sure I was okay--got me water and checked on me until it was over. Thank goodness for moms!
Unfortunately, I did not. To celebrate Daniel's birthday, we went out for Mexican food--it did not sit well. I woke up at 2 a.m. with a severe tummy ache. Daniel's mom very graciously came in and made sure I was okay--got me water and checked on me until it was over. Thank goodness for moms!
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Musical Houses
If you're wondering why you haven't heard from us, we've been a bit busy. We moved this past weekend, and are now mostly settled in thanks to Jill and my mom. And now...the rest of the story.
We know Fred from church, and he offered to let us rent his vacation rental to spare himself the constant hassle of marketing to tourists. The new house has two bedrooms, which of course was enticing for a number of reasons -- not least of which was that Ava could have her own room. So we agreed to move and informed our landlords on Ohana Street, who promptly found another set of renters for the cottage.
All was well until a week before the move, when Fred informed us that he had been given the opportunity to move to the state of Washington, where schooling for his seven children would not bankrupt him. This is great for him, but not for us. By this time, it was too late to stay at the Ohana Street cottage, so this past Saturday we moved as planned. Some of the excitement was tempered, but we've warmed to the new place again.
Some of you may know all of this, but you probably don't know this: last night I received an email from our former landlady, who let us know that the couple moving into the cottage was instead divorcing. This is tragic for them, and leaves our former landlady in the lurch. And it is now a very real possibility that we could be moving back to Ohana Street within a few weeks.
So here we are on Auwinala Road, in a holding pattern. We'd appreciate your prayers as we wait for things to settle -- we need a place to land.
We know Fred from church, and he offered to let us rent his vacation rental to spare himself the constant hassle of marketing to tourists. The new house has two bedrooms, which of course was enticing for a number of reasons -- not least of which was that Ava could have her own room. So we agreed to move and informed our landlords on Ohana Street, who promptly found another set of renters for the cottage.
All was well until a week before the move, when Fred informed us that he had been given the opportunity to move to the state of Washington, where schooling for his seven children would not bankrupt him. This is great for him, but not for us. By this time, it was too late to stay at the Ohana Street cottage, so this past Saturday we moved as planned. Some of the excitement was tempered, but we've warmed to the new place again.
Some of you may know all of this, but you probably don't know this: last night I received an email from our former landlady, who let us know that the couple moving into the cottage was instead divorcing. This is tragic for them, and leaves our former landlady in the lurch. And it is now a very real possibility that we could be moving back to Ohana Street within a few weeks.
So here we are on Auwinala Road, in a holding pattern. We'd appreciate your prayers as we wait for things to settle -- we need a place to land.
Monday, May 19, 2008
The Diaper Game
Ava plays a wonderful little game during diaper change sessions. Points are awarded as follows:
Mom changes diaper without incident (0 points).
Mom changes diaper and you immediately:
-poop (5 points)
-pee (5 points)
-combo (10 points)
-10 points for every additional diaper soiled.
Mom removes diaper and you squirt poop and/or pee everywhere (10 points)
-5 extra points awarded if you get poop on Mom
-10 extra points if you get poop on Mom's clothes.
-5 extra points for every clothing item of yours soiled
I never win at this game. No wonder we're going through nearly two packs of 40 diapers a week.
Update: Point total for this morning is (drumroll, please) 75 points. As a bonus, we had a two foot arching projectile poop onto the wall, behind the changing table and onto the carpet. I think she deserves a 10 point bonus for that.
Mom changes diaper without incident (0 points).
Mom changes diaper and you immediately:
-poop (5 points)
-pee (5 points)
-combo (10 points)
-10 points for every additional diaper soiled.
Mom removes diaper and you squirt poop and/or pee everywhere (10 points)
-5 extra points awarded if you get poop on Mom
-10 extra points if you get poop on Mom's clothes.
-5 extra points for every clothing item of yours soiled
I never win at this game. No wonder we're going through nearly two packs of 40 diapers a week.
Update: Point total for this morning is (drumroll, please) 75 points. As a bonus, we had a two foot arching projectile poop onto the wall, behind the changing table and onto the carpet. I think she deserves a 10 point bonus for that.
Friday, May 16, 2008
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Smiley Girl
Friday, May 2, 2008
The Doctor's Office
Ava had a short doctor's visit this morning for a weight check. The good news is that she has surpassed her birth weight. She's now just over eight pounds--which is good because she had lost quite a bit of weight between when she was born and her first doctor's appointment. It made me feel a lot better. I had been a little worried about whether she was getting all the nutrition she needed. The doctor said she looks great, and that I didn't have to wake her up at night anymore. She told me I could let her sleep until she woke me up. This makes me happy, because she has at times slept four or five hours at a stretch.
Warning: this next part might be a little gross, but it was pretty funny. Read at your own risk. When they weigh babies, they weigh them without clothes or diapers. I'll bet you can guess what happened. I took Ava's diaper off while she was on the scale. They weighed her without incident. I picked her up and made it almost all the way back to the table when an explosion occurred. Pee and poop everywhere. Another series of explosions. A frazzled nurse. Frantic search for more baby wipes. I picked her up, so the nurse could clean off the bench, and she pooped in my hand. "Good catch," the nurse said. Ahh... the joys of motherhood. Funny thing is, I wasn't too grossed out by it. I guess I've already started to develop that skill Moms have for not being grossed out by anything.
Warning: this next part might be a little gross, but it was pretty funny. Read at your own risk. When they weigh babies, they weigh them without clothes or diapers. I'll bet you can guess what happened. I took Ava's diaper off while she was on the scale. They weighed her without incident. I picked her up and made it almost all the way back to the table when an explosion occurred. Pee and poop everywhere. Another series of explosions. A frazzled nurse. Frantic search for more baby wipes. I picked her up, so the nurse could clean off the bench, and she pooped in my hand. "Good catch," the nurse said. Ahh... the joys of motherhood. Funny thing is, I wasn't too grossed out by it. I guess I've already started to develop that skill Moms have for not being grossed out by anything.
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