Monday, June 30, 2008
roll over!
Emmett just rolled over for the first time today. I was starting to worry that he's never do it. He would be 15 years old and call for me in the middle of the night to help him roll from his tummy to his back. Well, this morning for naked tummy time, he rolled over three times! I captured most of the third roll on film. I'm sure his future partner will get a laugh out of this one someday.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
new equipment
Okay, I thought that the bouncy chair was ugly, but this new piece of equipment takes the cake in the ugly bakery. It's bold, lights up and I think somehow makes "music" but thankfully I think the batteries are dead. It's called an exersaucer and supposedly the babies love it. I was looking for something so that Emmett can be upright since the back of his head is getting a little flat from lying on it all of the time. He's a little small for it, so I have to use blankets to prop him up. He does seem to like it and yesterday when I put him in it for the first time, he was throwing his head back laughing, which is pretty darn cute. Damon almost had a heart attack when he saw it--he's anti-plastic/polyester/fun, but hopefully he'll see how much E likes it and he'll stop judging.
Speaking of Damon, I know he's going to kill me for writing this, but he had a job interview and demo lesson yesterday for a physics teaching position. They LOVED him and offered him the job the same day. He's working out the logistics, but I'm pretty proud of him. The lesson he did was great and he is so clear and patient when explaining new concepts (even to someone as physically challenged as myself). He is going to be a great teacher. He's so smart and cute and funny (sort of), and although he's a hippie, I feel pretty lucky that he's my baby daddy.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Granny Janny visits
Monday, June 9, 2008
weekend fun
We had some more "firsts" this weekend with lil' Em. Friday night, Godparents (or whatever we call them) Belinda and Nick graciously babysit so we could go out and pretend like we are normal adults. We went to dinner at Pauline's Pizza in the Mission, and we were seated right next to a little baby about Emmett's age. No escaping. Saturday we met up with friends in the park (picture of Emmett in red is from that excursion), and Sunday evening, Emmett attended his first wedding. He was very well behaved, only starting to fuss right when the ceremony was about to begin. Lucky for Damon (seriously), since he was holding Emmett in the Ergo carrier, he stepped out of the room, only to not be allowed back in for the entire wedding. So I got to sit by myself, in the very back row, not able to see or hear two people I don't know get married. Did I mention the ceremony was over an hour long? Once Emmett ate and was changed, he fell asleep on me in the carrier and was quite a sport during dinner, not stirring even once. Five hours later, we headed home. Emmett looked pretty darn cute in his new wedding outfit. Too bad no one could see it since he was in the carrier so long. The other picture of him in said outfit was taken when we got home at the end of the night. He was beginning to melt down.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
mr. big boy
I remember when Emmett was a little baby, all wrinkly, grumpy, and jaundiced. Now he is a big three-month old, with a big boy stroller, wearing 3-6 month old clothing, in size 2 diapers (for traveling), and smiling at everything. I also remember when Emmett slept all the time, had a quiet cry, and was so light I could carry him around all day. My, how quickly things change.
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