- pThe kids found a way to fight over clearing the dinner table. Solution: Melissa is now the sole table clearer; Matthew gets the new job of dishwasher-unloader.
- Apparently you can grow mangos in Texas. So much better than the nasty inedible picked-and-shipped ones you found in Utah.
- Another sign I'm getting old: Rachel's cousin Laura is getting married. She was barely a teenager when I met her. (Congratulations, Laura!)
- Isaac had quite a morning. First Matthew left a crayon on the floor and I got to rinse crayon crumbs off his hands and mouth. Then Melissa left four crayons on the floor. Then we all went outside and Isaac had a snack of sidewalk chalk. I think this counted as a Very Good Baby Morning.
- Rachel and I spent half an hour watching Remy videos. My favorites were "Arlington" and "Extra cheese."
- Cooked lemon grass chicken for company last week. It was excellent. I'm glad Rachel made the cross-town trip to an Asian market to get the lemon grass.
- Matthew left his door open one morning and Isaac made it in before I caught him. As I approached, he looked back and saw me coming. He deliberately reached out and swing the door closed. "Maybe Daddy will forget I'm in here."
- My dad modeled many good qualities for his sons but talking about emotion and affection wasn't really one of them. So when Rachel encouraged me to hand-write a few hundred words for a father's day card (not a hallmark fill-in-the-blank), I was reluctant. Finally she offered to change a poopy diaper for me if I wrote the card. I did. That's the kind of thoughtful son I am.
- Inflatable Wonderland: $10/kid as long as you want to play all day. And wi-fi. I think I know where to go when Rachel goes to Washington in August and leaves the older two with me.
- Matthew is fascinated with Mr. Game & Watch on SSBB. I showed him some pictures and explained that it was almost 30 years old (from 1980). "Whoa." In fact, it's older than Aunt Christine. "Whoa!"
- The kids sang a father's day song at church. Melissa didn't know the words or the tune very well, but I caught her voice singing out happily "I love my daddy!"
- Got Rachel a Nokia E75. Out of the box it will bulk-upload photos to flickr, something I could never do on the iphone despite trying a zillion apps. (Apple doesn't like competition with their crappy built-in photo manager.) Meanwhile my new phone isn't in stock yet. First they predicted the 23rd, then the 26th, now the 30th. Grr.
- Melissa: "Knock, knock." Who's there? "Tinkerbell!" Tinkerbell who?
"Happy Tinkerbell!"
- The older kids are sleeping in now that I don't have to wake Matthew up for school. Isaac is not. So for an hour in the morning it's like when Matthew was an only child: just me and my boy. (His favorite game: climb on Daddy and try to steal his glasses. First, though, you must brave The Perilous Tickle Spiders.)
- Matthew: "Were you a conductor today?" Huh? "Did you get a lot done?" Yes: I was productive.
- Melissa put two weeks of allowance into one of the Claw Prize machines at Inflatable Wonderland. I warned her that it would take her dollars and not give her anything back, but she wanted to learn the hard way. She did, and tears ensued.
- Melissa: "My nickname is Sweet Bee." Yes. "You don't have a nickname." No, I don't. "I know Mommy's nickname!" You do? "Mommy's nickname is 'Boss!'" Smart girl!
- Got "Pajama Sam" for the Wii. It's kind of a My First Adventure Game. Matthew really liked it; too bad it only lasted three or four hours. I can't wait until he's old enough for Grim Fandango.
Matthew was nicknamed "Peanut" by his mother shortly after birth. How shortly, we're not really sure anymore; within the first few sleep-deprived days is all we remember. Matthew never did go through that period of sleeping all the time that baby books tell you newborns are supposed to have. Since his first abnormally alert days he's just become more and more active, and at some point his uncle Grant conferred upon him the moniker Savage.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Peanuts
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That "boss" anecdote is priceless!
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