Thursday, December 11, 2008
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
When Jack was an infant he would ALWAYS find the wrapping paper or package to be of tremendous interest. Sometimes more so than the actual package...I know this is true of almost all babies, but Aimee and I thought that by 4 this would no longer hold true......well (an imagination is a wonderful thing indeed!)
Jack and I went Christmas shopping the other day for all of his cousins. On the way out of the store we saw a UPS truck parked on the curb. Jack looked up at me and asked me if we could go over and get his package out of the truck. It took a few minutes, and finally a stern look, to convince Jack that the UPS man did not have a package for him. Since then, every time we hear a truck go down our street or see one in front of a store, Jack asks me if we can get his package. Each time I have to explain to him, again, that we are not expecting a package for him. Today Jack and I get home from our day to find a big brown box with his name on it (Maggie's too). He looks at me with the confidence and joy of super bowl champion who just claimed on national television that they are going to Disney Land and says....."my package". Thank you Summar family! Dr. Cliff you are dearly missed, but we know you are livening up the "great state" of Texas and Nebraska (depending upon the semester's schedule). You made Jack's day and we are now calling our dining room "tent city".
It is amazing how fast these guys are growing! I feel shorter and shorter every day. Mags is still under the weather. We are on our "last shot" of antibiotics before we start talking tubes. We are praying to never have that discussion with the pediatrician. Though weakened by illness the little girl has some moxy! I really don't think Jack realizes what he is in for ;)
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
I know I know, you look at this picture and ALL you see is a handsome 35 year old man with a slick head (by choice.....Yes I choose to shave the sides of my head, its the smooth top portion that was forced upon me) a nice tie ($5 purchase!) smart shirt, blue eyes and a winning smile.....but NO, you must FOCUS!! If you look really hard and concentrate (ignoring the obvious) you will see the most beautiful little girl in the world (dress courtesy of Nana).
This pose has become Jack's MO his "Modus Operandi". Aimee and I started to notice that every time we whip out the camera, Jack goes into a Transforminjaturtlemrincrediblespiderbatmandarthvaderlarryboykungfupanda mode. I need a better camera with a much faster shutter speed as it is getting much harder to catch all the action! So to capture the fullness of this moment simply add you own sound effects....."BAM!" or "WHOP!" or "POW!" will suffice, but I have an affinity for "KaPLEWEYPOWBAMWHOPCHOW!!!!".
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Bathtime just gets better and better! No one told me that you can put bubbles in the water...this is great! I mean, at first I thought mom lost her mind, pouring soap into the water, but whoa! The more I splash the more spherical delight! OH JOY!
I noticed that our trees have been fully stripped of their foliage.......this typically catalysis within me the groans of the doldrums associated with the tedious battle that rages between man rake and November winds.....AAAARRRGGGHHHH. But this year was different. My first thought was not typical to years past, my first thought was......how COOL. Jack and I can go play. So, we pulled out the blower and rake and created a pile of leaves that storied about a foot higher than Jack. After about 20 minutes of prep, the official first annual Piland family pile obliteration party began. Fun was had: Jack and Dad = 1, leaves = 0
It was an exciting Sunday around the Piland house as Aimee decided that Maggie finally had reached "critical hair mass" and could support a bow. Apparently, the addition of a bow is worth commemorating (I dunno, I just do what I am told;). We took about 20 pictures.....this is the only one to turn out....of course the hair brush was integral to accomplishing the task of getting her to stay still. Anywho, the more important thing (no photographic evidence of course) is that Maggie successfully crawled across her bedroom floor yesterday morning. It was quite beautiful and accomplished, yet Jack (fulfilling the role of the "Russian judge") gave her a 7/10. He said it was wobbly. Soooo, this weekend will consist of continued baby-proofing and crib mattress lowering. She is certainly fearless....and that is quite frightening!