The other day I dressed Henry like Andy Bernard.
November 18, 2009
November 1, 2009
Halloween 2009
It was pretty balmy out but we all had a good time.
And photos from the party at school.
October 22, 2009
I’ve seen God…
This is the soundtrack. 
Ah, Matthew Berube. Intelligent, erudite, eloquent. Definitely witty. Wonderful penmanship and wonderful taste in music. And heck, pretty dang cute and a snappy dresser, to boot. I was so enamored of him when I first met him, and was shocked when he was interested in dating me. We dated, but I don’t think it ever really counted. He was in college, I was in high school, and he was away a lot. And then it turns out I didn’t know him at all. He had some crazy life in college that I couldn’t understand. I remember that there was some girl he was in love with who raked him over the coals. He didn’t have any shred of emotion left to feel bad for having had that experience at the same time as he was supposed to be dating me. And I remember that he got fired from his job as a gravedigger. I think he thought that was the nadir of his life. I hope he was right about that.
Then, we reconnected when I was in college. He helped me do some research on Hal Hartley for a film paper. Who am I kidding, he did all the research for me. I wrote a paper and got an A minus (and fell hard for Hartley‘s movies, too). Then I sent a copy of the paper to Hartley’s studio. Hal made several notations on the paper and sent it back to me, congratulating me on a job well done. Heh. I still have that as a souvenir.
I always liked Matt, but in some ways felt he was out of my league. In other ways, I felt it was the other way around. It was like it was fated never to be.
Then he went off to Korea to teach English. I figured he would be happy there. I thought he would fit better as an ex-pat over there than a regular Joe over here. And I thought he’d find a nice Korean wife to settle down with. I hope he’s happy.
And then the other day I gave myself an assignment – to listen to all my mix tapes before finally tossing them. This was the first one I pulled out of the case. The first tape Matt made for me. I still have all his old letters (note: if you ever wrote me a letter, chances are I still have it). How can I throw this tape away?
Side A: Moist Songs
Side B: “Louder than Brahms”
October 10, 2009
Birthday Wishes
Thanks to everyone who sent me Happy Birthday wishes, cards and presents this year! I can’t believe I’m can run for President now.
Thanks to my mom for getting my car detailed, and to my granma for getting me a Caribou gift card and a month’s supply of popcorn!!
And Yay! for Dave who got me this cute little number.
And look what awesomeness Cristin made.
The hat looks as cute on me as it does on Henry.
The best part is that it’s the same color purple that’s in my Dr. Who scarf! FTW!
September 18, 2009
It’s that time again
I’m delighted to announced to you that Dave and I are expecting our second child! The baby is due around March 24th.
You can follow along our journey at my pregnancy blog.
September 14, 2009
Seven Years
Today marks seven years of being married to my amazing husband, Dave. I am deliriously happy with our relationship, and I feel so incredibly lucky to have the fabulous life I have with him.
Babe, I love you. Here’s to many happy returns of the day. xxoxox
September 5, 2009
Raising Cain: A Must-Read
I’m halfway through Raising Cain: Protecting the Emotional Lives of Boys. I would strongly encourage anyone who has a son to read this book.
It is an insightful and interesting read about the challenges boys face as they enter adolescence and approach manhood. The authors expose some of the obvious and not-so-obvious problems that boys are up against as they grow more independent in their world.
From the Amazon.com review:
Boys suffer from a too-narrow definition of masculinity, the authors assert as they expose and discuss the relationship between vulnerability and developing sexuality, the “culture of cruelty” boys live in, the “tyranny of toughness,” the disadvantages of being a boy in elementary school, how boys’ emotional lives are squelched, and what we, as a society, can do about all this without turning “boys into girls.” “Our premise is that boys will be better off if boys are better understood–and if they are encouraged to become more emotionally literate,” the authors assert. As a tool for change, Kindlon and Thompsom present the well-developed “What Boys Need,” seven points that reach far beyond the ordinary psychobabble checklist and slogan list. Kindlon (researcher and psychology professor at Harvard and practicing psychotherapist specializing in boys) and Thompson (child psychologist, workshop leader, and staff psychologist of an all-boys school) have created a chilling portrait of male adolescence in America. Through personal stories and theoretical discussion, this well-needed book plumbs the well of sadness, anger, and fear in America’s teenage sons.
18 Months!!
Henry is now a year and a half old. Here’s an update.
- Weight: 24# 4oz (28th percentile)
- Height: 33 3/8″ (81st percentile)
- Head: 19 1/8″ (73rd percentile)
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again – he’s going to be skinny, tall and have a big brain, just like his Daddy!
18M Growth Chart
He is meeting his milestones right on time. He has all sixteen of his milk teeth. He is only missing his 2nd year molars. He has a few words, and is learning more each day. He says “hello”, “truck”, “ball”, “more”, “cat” and “dog”, though they don’t always sound right. He’s also just started saying “no.” It’s actually really, really cute. When he sees an elephant, he puts his arm over his head and says “woooooo”. When he sees a cow he says “mooooo”. And he knows to roar for a lion.
He’s smart, figures out pretty quickly when you’re trying to deceive him in some way. He is very independent and strong-willed, likes to do things for himself. He is a good eater most of the time, eating a good variety of foods and impressive quantities when it’s something he really likes. He loves his evening bath and has a good time splashing and playing with his toys. He likes to chew on his toothbrush; we’re still working on the brushing part. He helps pick up his toys when we’re done playing. He loves to throw things away in the trash can and he shuts open doors. He loves dogs and kitties. He is a good sleeper, sleeping from 8 PM to around 7 AM. He hasn’t started climbing out of his crib yet, but he looks agile and potentially tall enough to do so soon. He loves to climb and he loves to roughhouse. He likes to watch the airplanes at the airport, and always points to the sky when he hears one.
It is practically impossible to change his diaper with only one person. He throws a major fit. Sometimes he decides dinner’s over early and gets down before I think he’s finished. I always worry he’s going to starve but he manages to survive. The damage he’s done to our property has been pretty minimal so far, but I can see the writing on the wall. He broke one of my pairs of glasses a few months ago while roughhousing. It was my fault for wearing them while roughhousing. However, last weekend he pulled on the curtains in a room and pulled the rod support out of the wall, with at least one or two screws ripped out of the drywall. And he’s recently started banging his trucks against the walls.
He’s had tubes in his ear since June and we’re happy to report that he has had no ear infections since then. During the one airplane ride he has since taken, takeoff and landing was a cinch. His health has been pretty good, only a few colds here and there since we knocked out the constant ear infections.
All in all, everything is going just as well as one could hope. Henry is a healthy, happy, bright child who is the light of our lives.
