Thursday, June 25, 2009
The Dr. says fruit n' veggies time cause I'm almost 6-months-old!
At the doctor - on the table - I was a brave boy.
I had to get some vaccinations today. A shot in each of my milky white chubby-bubby legs! Mommy placed me on the scale and I was 19 lbs 4oz! Mommy then looked at the big girl scale, and decided against it! The nurse also measured me and had me stretch out long, I'm 28 inches! Growing tall like Mommy and Daddy. You know that funny paper on the Dr. table? Turns out I love that stuff! I turned onto my belly and grabbed 2 fists full and wouldn't let go! When mommy picked me up, I took the whole roll with! It was a funny moment.
Other than walking the neighborhood and visiting important people I've been chewing on my fist A LOT because I got a tooth this week. It's a bottom one right up front and now when I jibber-jabber I can really say a string of, " Da da da da" loud and proud.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
"Boo!" and Girlfriend Bear
Here's a video Jen took last week. It makes our day to hear Hugo laugh, he's got a great laugh, so we're starting to find a few things that get him going when he's in a good mood, and knock on wood, he's generally in a good mood. I do this "boo!" thing with him and that's usually good for a giggle. Hugo also loves this little toy, affectionately dubbed "girlfriend bear" by Jennifer. He seems to like to grab it with both hands and bring it to his mouth. Come to think of it, he does that with just about everything. Anyway, enjoy Hugo's laugh. [If you're wondering why I look like a million bucks, this was the day after the century ride].
When Hugo's in his crib, he's got two "musical" options. The monkeys, whom he loves and is usually fascinated by, play the standard Brahms Lullaby (90% of all mobiles play this--boring!), and the frog-prince in the corner, a gift from Jen's younger brothers, and that plays "Let Me Call You Sweetheart" which I find a bit more delightful. Honestly, I think there's a gold mind out there for whomever decides to develop 80's hair band ballads into musical baby mobiles. Say, if you have a girl, you could have a mobile that plays Warrant's "She's My Cherry Pie," or perhaps for all babies Quiet Riot's "Cum On Feel The Noize" or something along those lines. Or maybe 90's grunge ballad's: "Smells like Teen Spirit"? Whatever, as long as it was once popular, is now nostalgic, and maybe slightly ironic. "Sweetheart" as I just googled, was written in 1910 and perhaps that's a little too nostalgic. Incidentally, I may have those bands on cassette tape in a milk crate in the back of our closet.
When Hugo's in his crib, he's got two "musical" options. The monkeys, whom he loves and is usually fascinated by, play the standard Brahms Lullaby (90% of all mobiles play this--boring!), and the frog-prince in the corner, a gift from Jen's younger brothers, and that plays "Let Me Call You Sweetheart" which I find a bit more delightful. Honestly, I think there's a gold mind out there for whomever decides to develop 80's hair band ballads into musical baby mobiles. Say, if you have a girl, you could have a mobile that plays Warrant's "She's My Cherry Pie," or perhaps for all babies Quiet Riot's "Cum On Feel The Noize" or something along those lines. Or maybe 90's grunge ballad's: "Smells like Teen Spirit"? Whatever, as long as it was once popular, is now nostalgic, and maybe slightly ironic. "Sweetheart" as I just googled, was written in 1910 and perhaps that's a little too nostalgic. Incidentally, I may have those bands on cassette tape in a milk crate in the back of our closet.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Of things last week....
Hey, what's happenin'? Haven't posted in a while, but that's because we've been pretty busy this past week. First of all, we had a special visitor from Chicago. Hugo got to hang out with his Babcia! They walked around the neighborhood, visited the park, met other parents & babies, sang songs and chatted with each other. Thanks for all your help this past week Grandma.
With Babcia watching the baby, I was off to ride in my very first century. Actually, the North Fork Century--so named because it took place on the northern peninsula of the easternmost tip of Long Island. A century, for those who don't know, and I didn't before I started biking to work on a regular basis, is 100 miles of riding in a day. Now, my ride to work is 7 miles, 14 round-trip. I figured 100 miles would be a little more than 7 commutes in one day--monotonous to think about, but it sounds doable. Here's the group of us, in the pouring rain at the start, contemplating the doable:
From left to right: Dave, Me (in all my gray splendor), Ben (who decided to make a shiny torso-length bib of that emergency tinfoil/blanket and rode with it for over 20 miles..it was that chilly), and Todd. Colin, whom you will see below, took the picture. Just to place things, we're standing behind Greenport High School with roughly 1700 other riders who took part (well not all of them were there...some of those yahoos actually took off in the earlier downpour).
Jen, too, had a nice day with the ladies (here pictured with Barbara Lynn and Kim). Aside from dealing with the oddly rude locals, they had lunch together, visited a beach, toured around the North Fork, and then dropped off the two "bored" boys they had been tortuously dragging around all day, so that they could ride the last 23 miles with us. (Note: these boys belong to Todd and Ben/Kim, they are not some random boys they picked up on The Fork).
And here's us, on the side of the road, somewhere on the North Fork, on Mile 77. We are still contemplating the doable.
At the end of the ride, we all met up back at Greenport High for a barbecue, showers (for the cyclists), and eventually, pie! Really really good pie! For some reason pie is tradition on these rides. I don't know why yet. Here's a group of us enjoying blackberry pie--don't bother slicing it--we'll just dig right in. Or in Colin's case, below, just stuff our face right in it.
What comes after this photo is that he is cleaning raspberry pie out of his nose.
Jennifer and I send out our thanks to all; we had a wonderful day.
Special thanks to Colin for driving us and our bikes out there and back.
With Babcia watching the baby, I was off to ride in my very first century. Actually, the North Fork Century--so named because it took place on the northern peninsula of the easternmost tip of Long Island. A century, for those who don't know, and I didn't before I started biking to work on a regular basis, is 100 miles of riding in a day. Now, my ride to work is 7 miles, 14 round-trip. I figured 100 miles would be a little more than 7 commutes in one day--monotonous to think about, but it sounds doable. Here's the group of us, in the pouring rain at the start, contemplating the doable:
From left to right: Dave, Me (in all my gray splendor), Ben (who decided to make a shiny torso-length bib of that emergency tinfoil/blanket and rode with it for over 20 miles..it was that chilly), and Todd. Colin, whom you will see below, took the picture. Just to place things, we're standing behind Greenport High School with roughly 1700 other riders who took part (well not all of them were there...some of those yahoos actually took off in the earlier downpour).
Jen, too, had a nice day with the ladies (here pictured with Barbara Lynn and Kim). Aside from dealing with the oddly rude locals, they had lunch together, visited a beach, toured around the North Fork, and then dropped off the two "bored" boys they had been tortuously dragging around all day, so that they could ride the last 23 miles with us. (Note: these boys belong to Todd and Ben/Kim, they are not some random boys they picked up on The Fork).
And here's us, on the side of the road, somewhere on the North Fork, on Mile 77. We are still contemplating the doable.
At the end of the ride, we all met up back at Greenport High for a barbecue, showers (for the cyclists), and eventually, pie! Really really good pie! For some reason pie is tradition on these rides. I don't know why yet. Here's a group of us enjoying blackberry pie--don't bother slicing it--we'll just dig right in. Or in Colin's case, below, just stuff our face right in it.
What comes after this photo is that he is cleaning raspberry pie out of his nose.
Jennifer and I send out our thanks to all; we had a wonderful day.
Special thanks to Colin for driving us and our bikes out there and back.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
To Canada and Back Again
Well, we made it. We were mobile-blogging almost the entire time we were up there, but then we got tired and kind of tailed off towards the end. We were all tired of our car seats by the time we got home. Anyway, thought I would share some pictures of Hugo visiting family.
This was my father's first time meeting his grandson. It was touching for us to witness the introduction. And some resemblance, too. At the very least, they share eye-color....dark blue.
Mom, Jennifer, and Hugo. Hugo got to meet most of my immediate family, including Auntie Mary Ellen and Uncle Harold, Auntie Cindy, Auntie Nancy (below) and Uncle Peter, Auntie Leigh Anne and Uncle Dennis (whose son is working in the Arctic!), Auntie Linda and Uncle Larry (soon to be grandparents themselves), Cousins Scott, Sean and his wife, Jordan (expecting). I think that was everyone. We wanted to thank you all for visiting, it was great to see you.
We also had the pleasure of visiting/staying with my wife's brother, Jarek, sister-in-law, Isabella, and sons, Daniel and Julian (also Hugo's uncle, auntie, and cousins). While we were there, we attended Daniel's confirmation...Congratulations! (which is why Daniel is pictured in shirt, tie, and holy felt flames of God pinned to his chest). And Jarek's 41st birthday. Incidentally, it was also Jennifer's sister (and Jarek's twin sister), Joanna's birthday as well. We would have visited with her but, alas, she's half a globe away in Australia. At the moment we are hatching half-baked schemes to get these sisters together someday.
Hugo also got to meet his Auntie CarrieLynne and Uncle Cary. So great to see them. We hope to see more of them when we visit next
Got a chance to see my old friends Krista and Mark, and their family. They have two other kids, who are not pictured as we couldn't get them to sit still long enough for a 5 second picture. Just imagine that from this picture, to the right, your right, is a boy (5) and girl (3) tearing all over the driveway and neighborhood on bikes, scooters, wagons, feet (also, mud pies were made). It made Hugo tired just watching them go go go. Their youngest son is pictured, he's 1.
We'll post more pictures and video a bit later. 'Til then, cheers.
This was my father's first time meeting his grandson. It was touching for us to witness the introduction. And some resemblance, too. At the very least, they share eye-color....dark blue.
Mom, Jennifer, and Hugo. Hugo got to meet most of my immediate family, including Auntie Mary Ellen and Uncle Harold, Auntie Cindy, Auntie Nancy (below) and Uncle Peter, Auntie Leigh Anne and Uncle Dennis (whose son is working in the Arctic!), Auntie Linda and Uncle Larry (soon to be grandparents themselves), Cousins Scott, Sean and his wife, Jordan (expecting). I think that was everyone. We wanted to thank you all for visiting, it was great to see you.
We also had the pleasure of visiting/staying with my wife's brother, Jarek, sister-in-law, Isabella, and sons, Daniel and Julian (also Hugo's uncle, auntie, and cousins). While we were there, we attended Daniel's confirmation...Congratulations! (which is why Daniel is pictured in shirt, tie, and holy felt flames of God pinned to his chest). And Jarek's 41st birthday. Incidentally, it was also Jennifer's sister (and Jarek's twin sister), Joanna's birthday as well. We would have visited with her but, alas, she's half a globe away in Australia. At the moment we are hatching half-baked schemes to get these sisters together someday.
Hugo also got to meet his Auntie CarrieLynne and Uncle Cary. So great to see them. We hope to see more of them when we visit next
Got a chance to see my old friends Krista and Mark, and their family. They have two other kids, who are not pictured as we couldn't get them to sit still long enough for a 5 second picture. Just imagine that from this picture, to the right, your right, is a boy (5) and girl (3) tearing all over the driveway and neighborhood on bikes, scooters, wagons, feet (also, mud pies were made). It made Hugo tired just watching them go go go. Their youngest son is pictured, he's 1.
We'll post more pictures and video a bit later. 'Til then, cheers.
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