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Showing posts with label Development. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Development. Show all posts

Friday, February 26, 2010

Lawsuit and Artwork

My son, my pride and joy, the boy who will grow to be a man, who will carry on the family name, went to daycare today and was physically assaulted. I have since retained a lawyer for the upcoming lawsuit and we are going to sue that daycare for the pain and anguish that they have inflicted on my one and only child. If the lawsuit doesn’t work, I have also retained the services of a rather shady fellow that likes to play with matches. One way or another that place is going to pay for the trauma that my son endured at the hands of some unknown assailant.

I’m going to search high and low for the little baby that did this to my boy. I made a impression of the teeth marks on my sons forearm and at this point I have stopped 6 random toddlers to see if they match. I will find them one day and when I do, I just hope Caleb has more than the one tooth that he currently has. I'll have Caleb march right up to that goon and have him go all Dracula on him or her.

Poor baby Caleb…
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See mommy’s reaction…
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Thankfully, the daycare sent Caleb home with his first piece of artwork for his parents to enjoy. Of course, His mommy and I scanned it right away to post for your enjoyment.

I think the boy has potential…
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Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Baker's Dozen...2010

It seems like it has been forever since I updated the blog…

We are only 13 days into 2010, but it feels like 300. It is amazing what a new year will bring.

The first thing the new year brought was new curtains for Caleb’s room. The “little house in the hood” has SO many windows and Caleb’s room alone has four pretty good-sized windows. We thought it would be best to get some “blackout” curtains to replace the shears that he did have. We headed off to four (yes, I said four) different Targets to find enough curtain panels for our little prince (ok…we got new curtains for our room too). I just hope Caleb is smart and can get a good scholarship to pay for his college education, because we are spending his tuition money now!

The pictures that follow don’t really showcase the curtains…I was actually taking a picture of the magnificent tower I made with Caleb’s Legos, but the curtains are in the background.

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For those of you who don’t know by now, we took our precious baby to get a CT scan on January 4th to see why his little handsome head was not becoming a big handsome head. Caleb’s doctor was concerned that the sutures (the cracks in his head) had fused together too soon. If that had been the case, they would have had to create new cracks in order to have room for his brain to grow. Thankfully, the results of the CT scan were normal. The most traumatic thing about the day was having to have Caleb sedated for the procedure.

Below are a few pictures of Caleb in his hospital gown…

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Sorry this one is a little blurry, but I thought it was funny that his diaper was sticking out the back of the gown.

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One terrifically terrible thing that 2010 brought to us was V.O.M.I.T. (Very Obvious Monumental Intestinal Terror). Allison had to take a 4-day course (Advances in Nursing Physical Assessment of the Adult) in order to register for her next semester of graduate school. The daycare only took Caleb for two days, so I graciously and sacrificially took two days off work to watch my baby boy. Well, that was one mistake I will not likely do again! Bright and early Thursday morning Caleb and I awoke with plans of a fun father and son day. We were having a great time until VOMIT hit. When I say it hit, I mean it really hit. It not only hit the fan, it hit the floor, it hit the ceiling, it went down my back, it went up my front, it went around my head and I am absolutely sure that it went up my nose. As soon as I got poor sick Caleb cleaned up, another wave would pound down on us. The poor boy was SO sick. Caleb endured two days of the VOMIT and not only was he sick, he was sick and tired of us pushing Pedialyte like it was the new “crack”. I think that is why he decided to infect the rest of the family.

Allison got sick on Saturday morning and she emptied the contents of her stomach a few times over the very long day. I, being the incredible husband and father that I am, nursed both my wife and son back from the brink, only to succumb to a similar illness on Sunday. I am only going to say that I did not throw up at all and yet still had the V.O.M.I.T. (Very Obvious Monumental Intestinal Terror).

Below is a family picture my wife took on Sunday afternoon...you can see me in the background lying on what I thought was my deathbed.

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Thankfully, my family survived. In celebration of our triumph over the dreaded pox that infested our home, my wife did the only thing she knew would help. She taught Caleb to do… the fishy-face.

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I celebrated the only way I knew, by disinfecting the source. Enjoy a few (ok…seven) pictures of the disinfecting process…

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I hope the first 13 days of 2010 has been as exciting for you fellow bloggers as the bountiful bastion of bliss brought forth during the baker's dozen days in our 2010.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Scarred for life...

I’m sure that it was NOT my fault. It couldn’t have been my fault.

The only thing I did was put my beloved son in his chair this evening. I only did it so that my son’s mother and I could have a nice relaxing evening meal. Was it truly my fault that the buckle on the chair happened to pinch the ever-living-poo out of my boy!? Caleb SCREAMED and cried and Allison said, “did you pinch him?” I looked down and there was the chubby little fat baby leg all mangled in the plastic buckle. I quickly unclasped the buckle, but it was too late. I’m sure my son is damage both physically and emotionally for the rest of his life. His future career as a mid-upper thigh model is ruined.

Below is a picture of Grandma with Caleb in the horrible chair. See how happy he was, those days are now gone forever…
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Below is a picture of the evil and completely defective clasp. Picture a chubby baby leg pinched in the clasp. Can you feel Caleb’s pain!?
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Below is a picture of the boo-boo on Caleb’s leg…
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Below is a closer view of Caleb’s boo-boo…
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Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Jump!

Caleb has been jumping or at least pretending to jump whenever anyone holds him. We try to encourage our son in all developmental activities, so we went and bought a jumping chair. Even though Caleb was a little tired when we finally got home, he was a natural. While we were at the store, we also purchased a high chair. It looks perfect in our little dining room...don't cha think?
Enjoy the pictures and video...
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Saturday, May 2, 2009

More about "solid" food...

I can't help myself. We took a ton of pictures from Caleb's first crack at cereal and so I just have to share.

Caleb actually did a fine job for his first time at this new fangled spoon eating. In fact he did so well the first time, we were I think overconfident on the next two times. The last time we fed him, I don’t think he even got close to digesting any of the cereal. I always like to focus on the positive, so below are some pleasant memories of the FIRST cereal effort.

It is like Caleb can’t get enough…
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Mommy even tries to be an example by opening her mouth too…
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Caleb wanted to make sure it met his dietary requirements, so he decided to read the box…
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We made such a mess we had to have a quick bath…
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When one takes a bath, it is always a good idea to dry off too…
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Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Trial and error…

Today Caleb tried his first cereal. I’m not sure if it was a successful feeding or not. If the goal was to get the food all over his clothes, we did it exactly right. Enjoy the video...

Monday, March 16, 2009

Tummy Time

Caleb HATES tummy time. The doctor says it is very important and so does the pamphlet that he gave us.

It says...
In the first months of life, babies learn about movement of their body and develop the physical skills required for rolling over, sitting and crawling. They learn to respond and adapt to challenges. For this reason, a baby needs the opportunity to play on its tummy…blah blah blah...

This is the progression of tummy time for Caleb.

1. "Wait...what is this...am I on my tummy?"
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2. "Hold on a minute...they wouldn't do that to me...they know I hate this!"
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3. "They did put me on my tummy. I'll show them!"
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4. "HA HA HA...Whose the boss now!? I bet you won't put me on my tummy again."
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