Friday, June 27, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Ben had his 15 month visit at the doctor on Monday. Here are the vitals:
- Weight - 23 pounds 15 ounces (let's just say he is 24 pounds)
Height - 32 1/4 inches
Head Circumference - 18 3/4 inches (why we measure head size I am still not sure but the doctor is fine with so I don't ask)
Developmental Milestones - Genuis (the doctor didn't say that but I knew what she was getting at when she said she was impressed)
Percentile - Means nothing so who cares
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Saturday, June 14, 2008
You see my Dad worked two jobs for as long as I can remember. He might not have been at the super table every night, nor on every day trip I went on as a child but there was NEVER, EVER a moment when I didn't know that my Father loved me more than anything in this world. He was there for the important things. He never missed a dance recital or one of my brother's baseball games - he was always there to cheer us on to let us know that there was nothing more cherished in his life than his children.
Being a parent, I know now, why my Dad worked all those jobs. It was because he wanted only the best for us. We may not have grown up "rich" but I never knew that because I was given anything and everything I ever wanted. Now, some may call it spoiled but I just call it loved. It was very important to my Dad for my brother and I to achieve our dreams and he would go to the ends of the earth to make them come true. When I say this I don't just mean it was all about money, it had nothing to do with that - not at all. My Dad made us believe in ourselves. He made me feel confident - like there was nothing in this world I couldn't achieve. My Dad gave us the wings so we could fly. There was never a time in my life when I thought someone didn't believe in me -- because I had my Dad by my side.
There was also never a time in my life when I didn't feel loved. My Dad may not have been demonstrative about his feelings but he has always had a gentle but strong way of loving someone that I wouldn't trade for the world.
One of the best traits my Dad possess is his selflessness. My Dad is the guy that truly would give you the shirt off his back. After my college graduation my Dad (of few words) said to me, "Jennifer today you made my dreams come true." Dad I want you to know that you made my dreams come true too. I love you with all my heart. I am blessed and forever grateful to be able to call you Dad. Like you have been there for me always, I want you to know that I am here for you always. There is nothing I wouldn't do for you. Happy Father's Day from one very lucky girl.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Friday, June 6, 2008
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
If you don't feed him BEWARE! When he is eating, it is like he is on a mission. We often need to remind him to "slow down" and "chew." To appease us he will bob his head up and down - this is his idea of chewing. On this particular day, we went to a diner in Ocean Sands for breakfast (the day we went searching for a hat, chair and flip-flops). First off, the diner served organic whenever possible which is a plus for us because we are trying to raise Ben to be an organic kid (also whenever possible). Now for what he ate. He started off with his usual pre-meal snack of Cheerios and dried fruit. Oh, this did not spoil his appetite. The meal came and he seemed to be ravenous like I didn't just feed him a pound of Cheerios. He went on to eat one and a half large slices of french toast, fruit, some omelet, veggies and potatoes, oh yes and biscuit. Did I tell you he can eat? It makes Wally and I so happy that he has such a healthy appetite. I know one day he will probably only eat chicken nuggets but I am trying to hold off on that day as long as I can :)!
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Monday, June 2, 2008
I exit the truck and see the wagon half hanging off the roof and can't help but notice the once securely tightened cords are now tangled and useless. As cars and trucks literally scream by blowing my hat off, I am left to climb on the roof, undo what had been done and reststop the gear. No less than 5 minutes later, back in the truck, and full bore to NC, Jenn checks the red wagon and sees it is popping a giant wheelie on the roof, air under it and the chairs are banging around too. That's it! I get out of the car, to the roof again, undo the wagon while standing over Ben's car seat with door open, and shove this 4 foot long plastic beast in the back seat with all I have got. Bruin and Ben look back like what the heck is going on as the blanket and luggage push them forward. I slam the hatch shut, reattach the chairs (and by this time who cares of we lose them) and truly exhausted with rope burn on both hands and back in the car, we continue.
Four hours later, we are half way there, we are hungry again. We reluctantly skip the all you can eat crab joint and grab a table at the Japanese steakhouse. Great chef throwing shrimp to everyone. Ben loved it, everyone at the table loved Ben, Bruin got leftovers (the last time he has eaten...coincidence?) and another 4 hours we are at our summer rental. All this before midnight!!
The next day is 88 degrees, hardly a cloud in the sky and beautiful. We hit the beach (with red wagon serving a Ben's chariot on out 4 minute walk to ocean) and had a great day.