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Thar She Blows II

30 Apr

Ok, so posts about runny noses are perhaps a bit much for some. I will point out that I have lived up to my promise that this blog is almost completely devoid of poop references.

This one is about nothing gross whatsoever. I Just liked the picture of her latest favorite toy (BlaBla is a friend, not a toy). This is one of those less than a quarter pieces of plastic that are worth hundreds of Kenyan dollars of entertainment. It can be a hat, it can be a necklace or it can be the best musical instrument known to babies. And Grace is a virtuoso.

 
 

Thar she blows

25 Apr

We now have multiple teeth sightings which means a multiplier on the teething. Grace doesn't get too cranky but her nose doth runneth over. She may eventually float away on one of the bubbles that grow from either nostril. Since the snot-sucking bulb makes her very, very angry, we are left chasing her around with Kleenex (maybe they will sponsor us or something). To make it a little more…um…productive, I have been working on getting her to actually BLOW out when I come in with the tissue. I have just had a breakthrough. It was not what I would call a focused or forceful effort but it was definitely a good first try.

 
 

The best thing since duct tape!

20 Apr
When Jenn has important things to do like cooking me a delicious lobster-centric birthday meal and I have important things to do like “helping” and “cleaning,” we have to find some activity for Grace that does not include her constantly asking us for “ma”(more) of what ever it is she wants. Since we are told that 3 or 4 is the minimum age for employing Uncle Duct Tape as a babysitter, we have to find alternatives. One of our favorite go-to solutions is a wonderful invention called “God Parents”.

Sara and Joerg (pictured above and pronounced Sara and Yerg) are Grace’s God Parents-elect (pending confirmation by Lincoln). The truth is Grace picked them, we didn’t, but we are very happy with her choice. Some God Parents are motivated by the goodness of their hearts and some by the promise of a crustacean dinner and the goodness of their hearts, the ones Grace chose fall clearly into the latter category. In truth the “God” part of their duties are likely to be sparse as there will be no baptism and she doesn’t qualify for a bris so a little babysitting duty doesn’t seem like too much to ask for. They are also supremely qualified for the non-religous aspects of this job as they were married a week ago and will have a daughter of their own in a few short months. Even a pagan child will be able to do that math and their wedding photos won’t help. This one looks like something that would comes in a store-bought picture frame that is fashioned from miniature shotguns.


photo by Tiffany Schoepp

One of Sara and Joerg’s greatest traits as God Parents is their understanding tolerance of our gluttonous parental need for more pictures of our offspring even when we are relishing the time off. The pictures below are a great example of a day in the life of Grace without her parents. I think I can see why she picked them.







The simple things in life

19 Apr

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Originally uploaded by Lincoln Topliff

In a playroom full of distractions, including a tower of boxes just waiting to be toppled, Grace races across the floor to find the holy grail of toys. She digs through a basket of fabulous toys that blink, sing and dance only to pull out a fascinating green wooden circle. Score!

 
 

Grace’s Live Stand Up

19 Apr

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Originally uploaded by Lincoln Topliff

She is still working on getting enough words together to deliver a joke but Grace seems to have the standing up part of stand up down pat. She is still very wobbly on those legs so we are in no danger of her taking her own steps any time soon. She also hasn’t mastered the art of the soft landing when “un-standing” which makes this a questionable stunt to begin with.

 
 

Anyone have a carrot?

13 Apr
We got back from Las Vegas yesterday to find that not only was Grace a better listener (owing to her unusual ear growth) but she had a little more in the way of talking.  She seems to have added “Lincoln” to her internal dictionary, which sounds like “ink ing” to the rest of the world.



We also hear reports from Queen Grammie that she had managed to get herself almost to a stand in her crib.  If not for the lack of maneuverability caused by her sleep sack, she might have made it all the way.  This morning, she woke up nice and early to show us that she could, if fact, figure it out and up she stood.

Now we find (according to the phonecall I just got) that she has a second tooth, this time coming in from the top. If she can get another one up there, I think it will go nicely with the ears.  Now that I think about it, if the sleep sack forces her to jump instead of walk, we will have to start keeping an eye on her behind for any sudden outcropping of a cotton-like tail.

Then again, all of that might make rubbing her feet lucky for Mommy and Daddy’s next trip.



 
 

I forgot to confirm…TOOOOTH!!

09 Apr

Sorry for doubting you Jenn (sort of)

 
 

The Mom who Cried ‘Tooth"

08 Apr

I just got a call from Jenn, once again claiming that Grace was for-sure-this-time sporting her first tooth.  Since Jenn is self-described as late to the tooth party she has anticipated this moment (and called teething for the last 6 months).  Her total lack of credibility aside, this time the claim was admittedly a little different.  It did not involve vague crankiness, the word ‘teething’ or a bump-ish thing somewhere in Grace’s mouth. This time, she said "I can feel gums, then a serrated edge, then gums again.". For sure, she eventually has to be right, but I am reserving final judgement until my daughter successfully bites me.

 
 

Shhhh, the blog is sleeping

07 Apr


It has been way too many days since we had a blog post, but that is just a symptom of the past week.  All the time I took moisturizing my sunburned face from falling off due to an exceptionally sunny birthday picnic, I haven’t updated any entertaining stories of my favorite little girl.  There are, however some exceptionally entertaining stories of my favorite little girl, from before, after and during her big day.  I promise, after a little nap those posts will wake up and scream for a ba ba, (whatever that is).

Cute jacket courtesy of Cousin Sharon.