Grayson will be 7 weeks old on Friday. He's starting to smile more and more everyday. And the person who makes him smile the most? Micah! He lights up whenever Micah talks to him or plays with him, much more so than when I try to get him to smile. I haven't caught it on camera yet but I'll definitely post a picture of the first smile I can catch!
Micah really seems to love Grayson, but he's definitely acting out more since he's been born. I think it's a combination of the added sibling, the fact that he's 2 and 1/2, and the fact we've had lots of visitors in and out since Grayson was born. Unfortunately, I've probably made it worse because I've let a lot of things slide the past 6 weeks just because I haven't felt like dealing with it. Now, I'm trying to nip some of the behavior in the bud. Then comes potty training which everyone has said is the hardest thing they've ever done in their life! Oh, the joys of parenting :) I wouldn't trade it for anything though.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Sunday, December 20, 2009
One Month
Grayson is one month old today. Here's a picture of our big boy.


In ways, the time has gone by fast. In other ways, it's gone by so slow. The sleep deprivation is definitely catching up with us, and being cooped up in the house in this winter weather is really giving us all cabin fever. But we know each day is a gift and to treasure it because soon enough they'll be grown and gone. We love our boys!
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Stolen
I stole this post from my friend Courtney because it is very funny and very relevant to me right now. Enjoy!
Bill Simmons writes a column for ESPN.com that is quite funny. Today, he was writing about the Tiger Woods mess and talking about why his wife might or might not be crazy. The reason... she has two small children. I think all of those that have small children can relate.
Bill Simmons just always says it so perfectly...
Tiger's wife gave birth to a daughter (now 2 years old) and a son (10 months). You're reading the same guy who once premiered my buddy Sully's "Twelve Percent Theory" in this same space: that every childbirth makes a woman 12 percent less sane until the kids can fully function on their own. So if you have two kids, you're batting at about 76 percent sane.
Anyone married with two young children can back me up: You don't mess with your wife, in any way, shape or form, during the 12 months after that second kid is born. Her hormones have gone haywire. She isn't sleeping enough. She's dealing with the new baby, the suddenly wounded ego of the first kid who doesn't feel special anymore, and whether she can handle two kids at all. She's trying to lose the weight from Baby No. 2, only she doesn't have enough time to work out yet. So she hates herself and hates you for doing this to her.
You aren't walking on eggshells around your wife during this stretch; you're walking on razor blades. Every comment has to be carefully considered before being spoken. For instance, here's a typical exchange with a mother of two young kids who has a baby 10 months or younger:Husband: "You look really nice today."Wife: "Why today? Why did you have to say today?"Husband: "I just meant--"Wife: "So I don't look nice on any other day?"That's the Twelve Percent Theory in action. Again, you can't anger your wife during this time under any circumstances.
There's a chance that Tiger just has a fleet of nannies who deal with his kids, nullifying the Twelve Percent Theory to some degree. I don't think this is true for a simple reason: Tiger's wife was a nanny. Former nannies are less prone to hire a fleet of nannies because they know firsthand how attached a baby can get to a nanny. I think his wife carried much of the load herself. That would also explain why Tiger's mother was reportedly there on Thanksgiving. Not just for the holidays, but to help out. Right?(I know, I know. I am throwing crap against the wall and hoping it sticks. On the other hand, you found yourself nodding the whole time. I'd bet anything. So let's say that Mrs. Tiger is hands-on with the kids. Fine.)
Anyway, the mix of "facts we know" and "things we perceive from those facts" left a little wiggle room and led to four accepted explanations emerging after the accident. I am leaving out any far-fetched explanation along the lines of "Tiger was going out to buy crack" and "Tiger had been furious at that fire hydrant for months and it was only a matter of time before he went after it."
Bill Simmons writes a column for ESPN.com that is quite funny. Today, he was writing about the Tiger Woods mess and talking about why his wife might or might not be crazy. The reason... she has two small children. I think all of those that have small children can relate.
Bill Simmons just always says it so perfectly...
Tiger's wife gave birth to a daughter (now 2 years old) and a son (10 months). You're reading the same guy who once premiered my buddy Sully's "Twelve Percent Theory" in this same space: that every childbirth makes a woman 12 percent less sane until the kids can fully function on their own. So if you have two kids, you're batting at about 76 percent sane.
Anyone married with two young children can back me up: You don't mess with your wife, in any way, shape or form, during the 12 months after that second kid is born. Her hormones have gone haywire. She isn't sleeping enough. She's dealing with the new baby, the suddenly wounded ego of the first kid who doesn't feel special anymore, and whether she can handle two kids at all. She's trying to lose the weight from Baby No. 2, only she doesn't have enough time to work out yet. So she hates herself and hates you for doing this to her.
You aren't walking on eggshells around your wife during this stretch; you're walking on razor blades. Every comment has to be carefully considered before being spoken. For instance, here's a typical exchange with a mother of two young kids who has a baby 10 months or younger:Husband: "You look really nice today."Wife: "Why today? Why did you have to say today?"Husband: "I just meant--"Wife: "So I don't look nice on any other day?"That's the Twelve Percent Theory in action. Again, you can't anger your wife during this time under any circumstances.
There's a chance that Tiger just has a fleet of nannies who deal with his kids, nullifying the Twelve Percent Theory to some degree. I don't think this is true for a simple reason: Tiger's wife was a nanny. Former nannies are less prone to hire a fleet of nannies because they know firsthand how attached a baby can get to a nanny. I think his wife carried much of the load herself. That would also explain why Tiger's mother was reportedly there on Thanksgiving. Not just for the holidays, but to help out. Right?(I know, I know. I am throwing crap against the wall and hoping it sticks. On the other hand, you found yourself nodding the whole time. I'd bet anything. So let's say that Mrs. Tiger is hands-on with the kids. Fine.)
Anyway, the mix of "facts we know" and "things we perceive from those facts" left a little wiggle room and led to four accepted explanations emerging after the accident. I am leaving out any far-fetched explanation along the lines of "Tiger was going out to buy crack" and "Tiger had been furious at that fire hydrant for months and it was only a matter of time before he went after it."
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