Hanging with two of his favorite people, Grace and Lily (or ‘Guh’ and ‘Yeeyee’ in Colin - speak), in Phoenix when we were at the horse show. I’m sure the organizers were happy to have kids mucking about with their golf carts.
As for the title, it’s worth noting that Colin is progressing (or regressing) into the tantrum phase, tied to clinginess to Jess. When she goes for a class at the Y, or an appointment, or anything that requires her leaving without him, he’s been having a fit as of late. Face turns red, uncontrollable crying, screaming for ‘Mama, Mama, Mama!’
Of course Jess and I are going out tonight, using the babysitter we found 2 months ago for the first time (don’t ask), so we can’t wait to see how that one works out. More later.
Just to show we’re not completely focused on Colin, here’s a great shot of Colin’s cousin Curt (we like the C names around here), with Colin in the background of course.
Check out the shiner Curt’s got going, it was a doozy.
Colin is obsessed with going to the pool these days. Every time we make mention of leaving the house, or he hears the word car, or he sees our keys with the card for the Y, he starts repeating “POO, POO, POO!” and he’s not talking about poo. He has swimming lessons every Saturday, and yesterday we thought we’d give him a treat and take him down there for a second day in a row - wouldn’t you know it, some kid pukes in there right as we’re ready to head in. There’s one of your first ‘life’s not fair’ lessons pal.
Last weekend I went for a walk and when I returned Colin opens the door like this:
The boy loves his boots - and in the morning when he is wearing his PJs he can’t get the boots on over them. So Chuck devised a plan to wear pajamas like a super hero and then he could wear his boots too. He walked around like that all morning.
It was spring here for 3 or 4 days, but it is winter again…however Colin still asks to go out all the time. Kinda of hard to explain to an 18 month old that it is 20 degrees with 30 mph winds…he still wants to go…
This one just couldn’t wait, had to get it up as soon as possible. This is the aforementioned “cute face”, with the added bonus of the pretzels, UNC championship shirt, and hat. I think the debate over cutest kid on the planet is now resolved…case closed.
Just want to note that in our work to peg Colin’s musical preferences, he’s leaning heavily toward Motown at this point…maybe it’s being born so near Detroit. In any case, he can’t seem to get enough of Stevie Wonder’s greatest hits - he particularly loves to sing along with lyrics like ’shooby dooby dooby doo da day’. We got him some Marvin Gaye to see how that works for him.
Hopefully Jess and Colin are over the hump now - since getting back from Scottsdale, they’ve both been down for the count. Colin has barely been able to breathe out of his nose, and Jess, well, let’s just say Jess hasn’t felt well and leave it at that.
Made for a few fitful nights of sleep, consoling C when he just couldn’t sleep without snarfing and getting ticked off about it. Not fun. He’s a trooper though, still manages to use his secret weapon for getting attention, which has been dubbed “the cute face”.
Who knows how he learned this, probably from Jess doing it to him, but if you ask him if he’s cute (or just say the word cute), he’ll roll his eyes to the side and then slowly turn his head with a little smirk on his face - a little sly look that you can’t help but laugh about, which is exactly what he wants. We’ve got some video of it, we’ll see if we can get it up here when the redesigned site goes live.
Jess and I watched as much of the Oscars as we could stand last night - what is the difficulty in pulling that show together into a two hour package that’s enjoyable to watch? My summary:
- They didn’t let Jon Stewart loose enough, and they may have lost me for future broadcasts when they so obviously clipped the commentary he made following Dolly Parton’s song - I’m sure the comments are available somewhere, but how lame is that?
- They should move every award related to guys working with major equipment to that pre-event in Beverly Hills. Move the sound editing, move the cinematography, etc. Fill the two hours (with a hard limit) to picture, director, actor/supp, actress/supp, screenplay, song (with live performances - but without the ridiculous set pieces) and score - that’s it.
- As a first time parent, I haven’t been in a movie theater since September 2004 (holy crap, is that true?), so the only one of the best picture nominees I’d seen was Crash. It was a good movie, but I’m shocked it won - even without seeing them, I can’t imagine Capote and Walk the Line weren’t better and more original pictures. I just felt like I’d seen Crash about three times before in other movies.
it has just been way too long without a great picture on here - my man is fully mobile, but the picture is already out of date, because it’s pre-haircut (while we were in AZ - I couldn’t wait to get my electric clippers back).