Since Grandma and Grandpa couldn't make it for Aubrey's baptism, we obtained a top-notch video of the event (thanks Caressa) so they could watch it at home. Grandma was quite impressed that Aubrey was a perfect little angel through the whole ceremony.
Grandpa's having all kinds of fun hanging out with the baby today. Grandma and Dana went downtown today, to get groceries and browse the stores. Aubrey got her first Christmas tree ornament. This afternoon Grandma and I went out to the farm to pick up a few things, after visiting Shirley for a brief payment.
November 28, 2008
November 27, 2008
Happy Turkey Day
Check out my cool boots!
Turkey Day 2008 - mmm mmm good! We drove up north to Grandma and Grandpa N's new apartment. So Grandma wouldn't have to cook, we ordered a turkey dinner from Boston Market and assigned her the sweet potatoes and the lefse. No fuss, no muss, and every bit of it was delicious. Aubrey was a little annoyed that she couldn't have some mashed potatoes with gravy, but we assured her she would get to taste everything in about four hours - with a little additional processing.
The new apartment building is TOTALLY AWESOME and we taught Grandma how to visit our blog. I am sitting in a lounge at the one computer with Internet access. Behind me is a pool table and classic movie posters line the walls. Bogey and Bacall are locked in a worried embrace (perhaps they just looked at their 401(k)s) over my left shoulder. Nothing we love more than attention to detail.
What is it about Bailey's that makes coffee so wonderful? Don't tell us. We know.
November 24, 2008
November 23, 2008
The Ultimate Soothers - swinging and sucking
She also took a pacifier for the first time today. Although it must have been a slim opening in time because a few hours later she would have nothing to do with it again.
Sunday Happenings
We went to church this morning with Aubrey wearing a dress her mommy wore as a baby. Of course this meant she had a big diaper blowout in church. Oh well. Still got a picture of her looking fairly clean in the dress.
November 22, 2008
Well, how did we get here?
Eleven weeks later, and Dana and I still look at each other over the breakfast table and say, "Wow. We made a person." I mean, we knew it was theoretically possible - we knew the mechanics, the science behind it, mankind's hard-wired instinct to replicate itself - but to look at our little Peanut, our perfect little person, and it still seems like she had been brought in by a very kindly if somewhat off-course stork.
One thing in particular has stood out about parenthood: we've both developed the capability to stare at a baby for hours on end, enjoy every minute of it, and feel like we've accomplished something significant. At first Peanut slept - and slept, and slept, and slept. Now she wakes up, gives a mighty heave and thrusts her fists into the air like a triumphant prize fighter. This may or may not be followed by an eruption from her teeny bowels. If she sees one of us, she breaks into a wide grin and greets us the only way she knows how - "ooooh, gheee." And we keep up the conversation: "Oooooh! Aaahhh! Geeee!" So I ask you, who's having more fun?
It has been an adventure beyond compare, getting to know this wonderful little girl. Our lives have been turned upside down, no doubt about it. But even one of those precious looks makes all the diaper changes, the spit-up epaulets on our shoulders, the lack of sleep, all worthwhile.
How to celebrate? Start a blog! We've joined the Age of Technology and figured out LinkedIn, Facebook, all that stuff. Just wouldn't seem right without a blog where Daddy could wax poetic after a couple of beers. A little window into our daily lives in The Heart of Suburbia, reflections upon our fantastic voyage of parenthood, and such other nonsense as we decide to sprinkle in here and there. Come along for the ride, we hope you'll enjoy it.
One thing in particular has stood out about parenthood: we've both developed the capability to stare at a baby for hours on end, enjoy every minute of it, and feel like we've accomplished something significant. At first Peanut slept - and slept, and slept, and slept. Now she wakes up, gives a mighty heave and thrusts her fists into the air like a triumphant prize fighter. This may or may not be followed by an eruption from her teeny bowels. If she sees one of us, she breaks into a wide grin and greets us the only way she knows how - "ooooh, gheee." And we keep up the conversation: "Oooooh! Aaahhh! Geeee!" So I ask you, who's having more fun?
It has been an adventure beyond compare, getting to know this wonderful little girl. Our lives have been turned upside down, no doubt about it. But even one of those precious looks makes all the diaper changes, the spit-up epaulets on our shoulders, the lack of sleep, all worthwhile.
How to celebrate? Start a blog! We've joined the Age of Technology and figured out LinkedIn, Facebook, all that stuff. Just wouldn't seem right without a blog where Daddy could wax poetic after a couple of beers. A little window into our daily lives in The Heart of Suburbia, reflections upon our fantastic voyage of parenthood, and such other nonsense as we decide to sprinkle in here and there. Come along for the ride, we hope you'll enjoy it.
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