March 31st, 2009
i had my first definite communication with ozzie on sunday. he was saying “mew, mew, mew, new” which i wasn’t really paying attention to because he does lots of noise-making. when i looked at him he made an absolutely perfect “more” sign. i said, “more?” and he started saying “mew! mew! mew! mew!”
that just left me to figure out what he wanted more of since he didn’t have anything. but it was so cute that he wanted to tell me something and just kept at it until i understood.
he’s doing great in the wobbler room. no further progress on the walking yet but he loves getting to go outside and eating at the table and sleeping on his little cot at naptime.
he’s got such a funny sense of humor. tonight while he was eating he did something that made erica and i laugh. he got this look on his face that said, “how did i do that? and more importantly, how can i use it to my benefit?”
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March 29th, 2009
miles was hilarious this weekend. he busted out a few really nice one-liners that we hadn’t heard before.
while doing a puzzle: “daddy, where does this piece go? it go here?” “nope.” “nope! ahhhh, i just kidding!!!”
erica was lining up rectangular magnets on the refrigerator: “mommy, you making a hop-i-scotch game!”
while playing trains: “miles, did you find your red train?” “yes. yes i did.”
while getting ready for bed: “miles head back to your room.” “aye, aye captain! [with salute] where the captain booty?”
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March 27th, 2009
decided to pull the trigger on the new design. if anything is broken let me know.
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March 25th, 2009
i’m beginning to understand why it’s so important for a child to have two parents. erica was going to let miles go to school in footie pajamas today. i had to be like, “whoa. there’s a line.”
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March 24th, 2009
(watching 30 rock)
erica: (erupts into hysterical laughter) she’s dressed like Angelina Jolie!
me: what? (rewinds) who?
erica: that woman with the baby.
aaron: (pauses) just because of the baby?
erica: (laughing too hard to talk but nodding)
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March 23rd, 2009
i just remembered my dream from last night. i was finally getting a tattoo across my shoulders at a tattoo parlor that was in the admin offices of a highschool in that weird transpose-y dream way. i was waiting and waiting while the guy got everything ready. he leaned over my shoulder to get the right amount of ink on the needle and then really fast he tattooed a lightning bolt that started above my right eye and went below my ear and across my neck. i was like, “ahhhh…. i thought i said just my back.” he said, “what, you don’t like it?” and i said, “no, it’s fine, i’m just kind of going to have to change my plans for the rest of my life.”
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March 16th, 2009
erica is out getting her hairs did right now. she’s been gone for a while so i’m expecting something really fancy. the boys haven’t made a peep since they went down. school is really wearing them out now that they’ve moved into their new classes.
the boys in miles’ new class get much more wound up and i think he has a hard time settling down and falling asleep during naptime. he had a complete meltdown during pickup today. like to the point that the director came rushing out of her office asking what happened. i was like, “nothing. life.” and she held the door open for me while i staggered out with a boy in each arm. at least the weigh the same so i was balanced.
once we got home he just kept asking me to hold him. i just kept tossing cheerios to oz like he was a seagull. once miles had gotten some attention and soaked up a little bit of love he was back to normal and wanted to color.
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March 6th, 2009
i heard that i’m driving people to facebook with my lack of activity here. i’m working on a redesign so i feel like i’m on the web all the time but none of it ends up here.
plus, i did something bad to my upper-right back-ish region so i’ve been hopped up on vicodin and valium. i’ve been afraid that i might write something incoherent enough to trigger an intervention.
i seem to be on the mend. had a physical therapy session this week and i’ve been doing my “exercises”. which is actually helping quite a bit although it amounts to nothing more than leaning forward and raising my arms. miraculous!
the boys are doing great. miles is developing such a funny imagination. he’ll play with his toys by himself and narrate all the action. he’s in the middle of a super love-fest phase with vixen. he’s always checking on her and making sure oz isn’t getting her food and snuggling her on the couch. she’s not sure whether she can completely trust him because he can still be a little rough sometimes, but the rest of the time he treats her so well that she can’t stay away.
last night while we were on the couch just before bedtime he started grabbing for vixen’s leg, which we usually try not to let him do, but then we noticed that he was saying, “nice to meet you.” so i put out my hand and he shook it and said, “nice to meet you.” and i said, “nice to meet you too, mr. miles. how are you?” “good mr. daddy. how are you?”
miles moved up from the transition class to the preschool class at daycare last monday. i’ve noticed a sharp increase in his talkativeness. he seems much more able to hold a conversation that progresses rather than being such a repeatasaurus rex.
oz was supposed to have moved into the wobblers class this week, but the infant room teachers can’t let him go so they’re trying to convince us that he’s retarded (not really). in anticipation of the move we’ve started practicing dressing him in real clothes. it takes two to three people to pull pants over his “ample” thighs. he’s still not walking although i can totally see in his beady little eyes that he knows how.
we actually thought he had chicken pox last weekend. we kept him away from all humanity all day saturday but the pox never poxed so then on monday we hurried and got his vaccinations up in there. it wouldn’t have been the worst thing in the world for him to get the chicken pox, but i would have felt horrible if we had exposed all the kids in the infant room.
in both boys news, we moved both boys into the same bedroom two nights ago. the first night we moved oz into his big bed after he was already asleep and then moved him back when he woke up. fail. last night we put oz to sleep in the big bed and read miles his stories out on the couch. then we took miles in and quietly put him down.
everything was quiet for about two hours until i heard both boys crying. i went back to the bedroom and found oz in the middle of the bedroom floor. i picked him up and rubbed miles’ head until he settled down (i think he was mostly crying because he didn’t think i could hear oz). then i rocked oz back to sleep and laid him in his bed. miles had been so quiet that i thought he had fallen back asleep. i leaned over to sneak a little kiss before i left and he whispered, “nigh, night, dad”. and then i died of a cuteurysm.
and then everything was quiet until approximately 20 minutes after i left for the gym when the boys (both still in their beds) woke erica for a tv and milk party. obviously still a little rough around the edges, but a pretty decent start.
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