tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65699222011-07-30T17:15:50.951-04:00I do physics. Sort of.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.comBlogger2631100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-8274543810579837062010-10-02T22:36:00.006-04:002010-10-02T23:11:56.001-04:00

I love early fall, but this year September was a blur. It was a nice blur, for sure, but Matt and I had unusually busy work schedules, plus we visited a bunch of friends, plus we had a couple of rounds of company, and on top of all that the school year started, which was somehow surprisingly overwhelming. Now that it is October I've started to feel like we're approaching a reasonable routine.

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I can't believe it's been over two years since we converted the downstairs office into a bedroom for Will, complete with emperor penguin border (you may remember that he was unusually obsessed with penguins as a one-year-old). Well, those penguins are no longer. Now that Will and Ryan are sharing a room upstairs we are turning his old bedroom into a playroom. We tried just moving the toys into

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It's been a while since I've posted here, partially because my job got really busy and partially because our non-work lives got really busy and Facebook was a far easier way to communicate with people. However, I found out this past week that people that I didn't have any idea read my blog missed it! What can I say--I'm flattered, so it's back, at least a little bit. As you might surmise from the

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You see, Ryan doesn't nap at home anymore. He naps at daycare (bless those people and their skills) and he naps in the car, but not at home. I hope this situation changes soon, because he's not ready to give up a nap, and I'm not ready to give up the forty-five minutes of hanging out with Will (or, let's face it, checking email, Facebook, etc. while Will watches Caillou). And Will doesn't appear

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Here's an unrelated story about Will. This afternoon he tried to open the door of the kitchen cart, which is in the middle of the kitchen. Everything in there is plastic or metal and completely safe to play with, and the boys often do take things out of there to play with. But something went wrong today and before I could do anything about it, the cart tipped over and fell on top of Will, along

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See? It made this kid happy, anyway.The boys went trick-or-treating AND we watched The Worst Witch. Twice. The evening could not have been better.The aftermath: He acted like he'd never had his own candy bar before. Wait, he never had had his own candy bar before. Well, believe you me, he became an instant fan.The more experienced guy played it a bit more cool, but he did find himself in a bit of

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We just got back from a Costume Dinner Dance at our church, and it was a blast! The boys were adorable and danced like crazy. And most importantly, some mystery attendee brought Ace Pear Cider, which I haven't had in years. It just made my night. In preparation for the evening's festivities I spent most of this afternoon being uncharacteristically crafty, which was fun. Some of you may recall

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When we moved into this house Will wasn't tall enough to see out this window without a stool. Now look at them! Ryan is fully mobile and walking better than Will did at 16 months, even though Ryan didn't start until 15 months and Will started at 12. Ryan is a speedy little thing, probably a Darwinian response to having an abusive older brother. Now when we leave the house I just call, "Ryan,

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Saturday morning was pleasantly slightly overcast and just on the cool side of warm--perfect fall weather for apple picking! So we headed off to a nearby orchard and arrived just after they opened. After we parked the car we got in line to board the official apple-picking wagon, and guess who got to drive the tractor. Yep, this guy!We picked red and golden delicious (my least favorite apples

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The party begins! Will and HenryWill and Ryan play with Play-DohOne of the few pictures in existence of the four of usOK, so I didn't do a good job keeping the world updated on Will's birthday festivities, but that sort of makes sense because I also didn't do a good job taking pictures of the event. The memory card was full when it came time for cake and ice cream and I only realized later how

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-74853364009612498262009-09-05T20:12:00.008-04:002009-09-05T20:42:19.625-04:00

A couple of weeks ago I started worrying because summer was ending and I was going back to work soon and the boys were going back to daycare (preschool for Will) and it felt like summer just began and my summer to-do list still had an awful lot of unchecked boxes on it. So I decided instead of worrying I would focus on what we did get done this summer, and I ended up feeling actually pretty

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-83317734011328420102009-08-11T20:27:00.003-04:002009-08-11T20:40:36.818-04:00

I was just reading through some of my earliest posts on this blog, and man, I gotta tell you--I miss the old me. I change so many diapers these days that getting crapped on by a bird on the way to Rob Gym is nothing close to newsworthy. Well, I suppose being in the vicinity of Rob Gym would be newsworthy, but I'm pretty sure that wasn't the part that I focused on at the time. What a zest for life

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We've been having a good summer. For one thing, until the last couple of days it has not been miserably hot and humid. We've done decently well keeping busy, generally going to the Y at least a couple of mornings a week and playing with friends another one or two. We've also enjoyed eating dinner outside most evenings. Above is Will and Ryan expertly tackling their ears of corn. We also finally

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-54919447868398583152009-06-14T20:19:00.007-04:002009-06-14T21:07:17.531-04:00

Guess who we saw today!Thomas! It was so much fun. We didn't tell Will where we were going and when we got there (Strasburg Railroad) and saw the train he started yelling, "It's Thomas, it's Thomas!" with this enormous smile on his face. He was genuinely thrilled. I don't think I've ever seen so many smiling little kids in one place--it was really neat. We rode on one of Thomas' coaches through

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In the last month or so Ryan has taken to reminding us that his birthday is coming up and he's really not a baby anymore. He doesn't understand that not only will he always be my baby, but compared to Will he's very much a baby, and there's really no call for him to be trying to walk as much as he is. In fairness to Ryan, Will was walking almost independently this close to his first birthday, so

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-22067234293326477482009-05-01T08:03:00.003-04:002009-05-01T08:05:23.900-04:00

Matt is out of town and my parents are visiting to help out with the boys. Here is Will wearing my dad's hat.

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We got a new toy this weekend! Matt set it up so that it has a "big-boy" swing on the left, a trapeze in the middle, and a baby/toddler swing on the right. Both of the boys love it, though we discovered today that the slide is quite a bit faster after a rainstorm, and I think Will was a bit scared after he tumbled pretty forcefully off the end of the slide a couple of times.In other news, Ryan

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Ryan is ten months old now, and not crawling. We think at this point he just isn't going to. He has much stronger interests in sitting and standing, so I think he's probably going to skip to walking. This is kind of nice for me, because I can still put him down somewhere and know that he'll be at least in that vicinity if I run into another room for a couple of minutes. He does do some scooting

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-13124214182526988792009-03-12T21:41:00.008-04:002009-03-12T22:02:07.269-04:00

Yes, I am wearing a Christmas shirt in March. Shut up! I'm standing! One-tooth wonderSnow day last MondayHe refused to wear it on his bottom.Finally, a real doctor in the family.

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Will is taking a nap and Ryan and I are taking some pictures.I call this one BABYSNOT.And I call this one "Baby just ripped the space bar off of my keyboard."And I call this one BIGGERBETTERBABYSNOT, or "Baby is now sitting in booster seat eating Puffs and not touching my computer." The more general, less immediate stuff going on around here is that I am almost done with week three of work and

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Last week was pretty hard. I started work and the boys started daycare, which did not go well. Monday started out all right because it was new to them and they were distracted when we left. But they were both bawling when we picked them up that afternoon. Then they both cried for a lot of the day on Wednesday. Will was so upset during lunch that he wouldn't eat anything, and Ryan didn't drink any

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-75173411569936186812009-01-30T19:09:00.004-05:002009-01-30T20:14:02.420-05:00

Will took a nap today for the first time in three days. I decided to wake him up early so that bedtime wouldn't end up being too late. Here is what I found when I entered his room:I could not stop laughing. Luckily he stayed asleep long enough for me to grab my camera and snap away as fast as I could. Here's the rest of the series. He's not usually very happy when he first wakes up from his nap,

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We have spent a lot of time at home this month. Now that Ryan is in a convertible car seat instead of the infant seat, grocery shopping with the two boys is impossible. I used to put Ryan, infant seat and all, in the big part of the shopping cart while Will rode in the kid-seat part of the cart. True, this left little space for groceries, but we did all right. Now that this arrangement is no

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Ryan got his first tooth Christmas Eve. See it?Here's how we spent New Year's Day.

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Happy New Year!We had a fun Christmas this year. It started with an early celebration with Matt's parents the Saturday before Christmas, since they flew on Christmas Day to California to work on floats for the Rose Parade. Matt's brother Jon and his girlfriend Kristen then joined us at our house on the 23rd and stayed through Christmas morning, which was very nice. It was great watching Will and

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Well, it's that time of the year again--time for Will to wear the tree skirt. Here he is, seemingly resigned to his fate. Actually, I think he's just making a funny face in this picture. He didn't mind wearing it at all, and seemed sort of annoyed when I made him take it off to eat dinner. Here is Ryan playing happily in the Pack and Play. He likes it in there, in small doses, which is lucky for

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We got home from my parents' house yesterday afternoon, and it is pretty nice to be home. Will tends to get rather worked up (you know--demanding and cranky) the first couple of days home from a trip, but I get the feeling that he's having a good time being back in his own space with his own toys and back to our normal routine. He had a lot of fun and got a ton of attention on vacation, so I was

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-43522102494901427702008-11-30T16:28:00.011-05:002008-11-30T16:45:24.917-05:00

We are visiting my parents in Queensbury. Here are some pictures from the past few days.

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This is what we have to do to keep Will's diaper on during the night. Actually, he ripped that tape off seconds after I took the picture, so we now use duct tape. We are careful not to get it on his skin, and he loves it. He calls it his diaper belt and requests it as part of his bedtime ritual. And since we started taping his diaper on, we haven't had to clean a poopy bed even once!On to naps:

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6:44: Will refuses to wear costume.6:46: First trick-or-treater scares Will sh*tless (Mommy, I very, very scared! Who was that scary man? Why did he open the door? What you give him?).6:47: Will is in tears. I think Halloween is over for us.7:05: Will and Matt are heading out! Will saw some much less scary kids and feels a lot better now.7:12: Realizing that I can't nurse Ryan because I have to

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-37103797811152333992008-10-25T21:49:00.007-04:002008-10-25T22:20:30.043-04:00

Photo shoot. Anyone see where I was going with this one? Jess?Ryan's first cereal.The mess Will made while I talked to Julie on the phone last week.Ryan's child dedication at our church. It exhausted him.Trip to the National Zoo. Also purchase of baby shoes that stay on Ryan's feet and keep his socks on.Trip to Amherst, MA. We stayed with Jenny, Chris, and Rorie for two nights. Will and Rorie are

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-34340100564494984332008-10-08T22:29:00.009-04:002008-10-08T22:57:59.290-04:00

Last weekend Ryan met his Aunt Kate for the first time. She flew up from Florida to spend the weekend with us, and Meagan joined us as well. And it's a good thing too because Kate asked me to trash the pictures that I took of her and Ryan, while Meagan took some very nice ones, such as the one above. On Saturday pretty much all we did was hang out and go to Starbucks. It is pumpkin spice latte

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-34662058575654014242008-10-04T22:08:00.003-04:002008-10-04T22:11:25.140-04:00

Here it is, the mystery birthday present. It was from my parents. Needless to say, it was a big hit.

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This week my sister Emily was in town. She had a conference Tuesday and Wednesday in Philadelphia and took a few extra days to spend with us, which was very nice. She even watched the boys Thursday night so that Matt and I could go to a fancy university social event. This was particularly generous of her since both boys have colds and have been pretty fussy this week as a result. Above Em is

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This weekend we went to Pittsburgh for Megan and Paul's baby shower. Friday's drive was long but not bad, and we loved our hotel. We got a two-room suite so that Will could have his own room. And best of all for me, I went out for coffee with Jess while Matt put the boys to bed. Well, sort of. When I got back to the hotel Matt was holding a screaming Ryan in the bathroom to minimize the chances

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"Go, Big Green!"Dartmouth outfit courtesy of Mark Wenzel, purchased at our ten-year reunion. I cannot believe it's been ten years...Tummy time! Working hard, he is.

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This is the best birthday picture of Will that I have, so I'm counting on Meagan to have some better ones. I'm sure she does. But I took so few pictures because we were so busy having fun at his party! We invited Will's friends Layla, Samantha, and Landon over for some baby-toddler fun, and I feel comfortable asserting that a good time was had by all. The kids played like crazy even though it was

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I thought Will looked awfully cute today in what is pretty much the last of his "baby" clothes, meaning those whose size ends with "months" instead of "T." So I took some pictures. The last one shows Ryan staring adoringly at everything his big brother is doing.

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It stuns me that Ryan is already three months old, as of yesterday. But at the same time it feels like he's always been a part of our family. In any case, we decided it was time to stop babying him and expect him to sit at the table with us for meals.I also got the exersaucer up from the cellar yesterday thinking that Ryan was probably big enough for it. He is two weeks younger than Will was when

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So, I guess you've noticed that Ryan has gotten huge. He is in the 90th and 95th percentiles for height and weight respectively, so he is tall and pleasantly plump. As a result, I've had to retire all of his 0-3 month clothes, which made me sort of sad. I really shouldn't be--he is two and a half months old, so it isn't really even all that early, although I did force him into my favorites of his

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So apparently it's been a while since I've updated here. And in that time I've taken very few pictures. But I'll show you what I have. First things first... Will got a big-boy bed! Matt caught him trying to climb out of his crib a few weeks ago, so that day we converted his crib into a toddler bed. We were expecting the worst when it came to getting him to go to bed from that day on, but it

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Last week we went for a short (one night) vacation in Ocean City, MD. My parents got a last-minute condo rental for the week and we joined them on Thursday and Friday, along with my sister Meagan. The weather was very nice, especially Friday, and we all had a lot of fun at the beach. We used to go for family vacations in Ocean City when I was a kid, so it was neat seeing the place again. And now

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This picture shows Will pumping milk out of his knee for Ryan. Truly, it wasn't just idle play--that's what he said he was doing. I thought it was awfully cute. Of course later that morning he kicked Ryan in the head, but that's the way it goes around here. Yesterday I taught Will how to dunk Oreos into milk. It took him very little time to reach expert level. The Oreos were his reward for

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After my long-ago last post, Anonymous asked if I am busy. Well, Anonymous, indeed I am. Computer time is hard to come by these days, since both boys have to be sleeping and I have to be awake in order for me to check my email, upload photos, or update my blog. That time used to be more plentiful when Ryan was a brand-new baby and sleeping all the time, but now his naps are shorter and less

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Ryan's umbilical stump finally fell off on Saturday, so on Sunday he had his first bath. Surprisingly, he did not hate it! Since Will screamed like we were tearing his feet off through every bath his first several months of life we sort of expected the same from Ryan, but he was pretty calm about the experience. He did start to cry toward the end, but I thought Matt was scrubbing his skin too

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Ryan Gregory was born on Tuesday, June 3 at 12:14 AM. He weighed 8 lbs, 3 oz. and was 21 inches long. We actually had an induction scheduled for that day due to medical reasons, but Ryan did not feel like waiting. In fact, Ryan did not feel that Mommy needed to endure much medical intervention at all, including an IV, epidural, or even fetal monitoring. He made his way into the world fifteen

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This guy is due in a week!

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The days have been good lately. The weather over Memorial Day weekend could not have been nicer. We spent most of the three days outside. Then Helen, Chris, and Catherine came to visit on Tuesday and stayed until early this afternoon. We enjoyed having them here, ate ice cream sundaes both night they were here, and Will and Catherine had a great time playing together and running each other ragged

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-10706229631974098242008-05-19T21:00:00.005-04:002008-05-19T21:29:06.752-04:00

The other day a stranger touched my belly. I know this is something that happens relatively often to pregnant women, and I know that a lot of people really don't like it, but I always assumed that I wouldn't mind. And now I know for sure--I don't! I suppose it could get annoying if you couldn't walk down the street for all the people touching your belly, but this woman just seemed excited and I

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This past weekend Julie, Tobias, Oliver, Jess, Robbie, and Henry visited. We stayed up way too late every night and had a great time. I don't even know what we did, but it was fun. I guess we mostly hung out and ate cookies. Not bad. And on Saturday my sister Meagan hosted a baby non-shower barbecue, which turned out really nicely despite the morning's gloomy weather. By mid-afternoon it was

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We got a surprise 3D ultrasound on Monday. The baby and I were at the doctor for a test that he passed very quickly, so the tech decided to have some fun and try to get me some nice face shots. She wasn't pleased with this picture because his face is partially pressed up against the placenta, but it's the best view we've gotten so far by a long shot and I was pretty excited about it. He's hidden

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Apparently we had the baby monitor volume set too low to actually hear him wake up in the morning, so he entertained himself while we slept on by peeling his beautiful penguin border off the wall everywhere he could reach it! We have plenty more and it took no time to hang, but I don't see the point in putting it back up. He'll rip it back down. We had a very nice weekend. We thought it was going

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It's not totally finished, but I think it looks awfully cute and he seems to like it. He started sleeping there nap time on Sunday and it's been going well since. For his first couple of naps I think I woke him up walking around and talking on the phone, which I found pretty frustrating, but the last two days have been fine. And he sleeps at night with no problems, which is great. Matt and I miss

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The arrival of spring reminded me and Matt the other day that we are going to have a baby in approximately two months, and that scared the crap out of us. So we buckled down and did some more work on the house, especially because we want to move Will into his new room as soon as possible. Above Will is modeling not only his new crib, but his cowboy vest. Now we pretty much only have to paint his

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Yesterday was gorgeous. Well, it rained for most of the day, but by late afternoon the sun was out, the sky was blue, and it was close to 70 degrees out. Will played outside from about 5:00 until 7:45, coming inside only for dinner. Here he is working in the garden. He seems to really enjoy gardening, which is nice. Every day he knocks on the back door and says, "Outside! Tool!" You might think

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-43026212405443093322008-03-22T20:57:00.004-04:002008-03-22T21:00:31.614-04:00

This is what happens when a kid snaps the elastic on his new Mickey Mouse hat against his face. Don't worry--as soon as Mommy finished taking this picture she gave him a big hug and everything was all better. Thanks, Megan and Paul, for the super cute hat. It has his name embroidered on the back.

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We have been so busy these past couple of weeks. Two weeks ago now we had air conditioning installed in our house. This was a three-day process during which our home was invaded by workpeople who insisted on arriving at 7:30 in the morning. Early. The air conditioning had better be worth it this summer, because we are otherwise not too happy with the work. We had to replace our furnace in

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Thanks to Megan and Paul, who came from Pittsburgh this past weekend, our dining room and play area are now a light shade of green. I will post more pictures once we have everything moved back in and curtains up, but this picture gives an idea of what the new color is like. Matt and Paul worked very hard on Saturday to put up two coats of primer and two coats of paint while Megan helped me

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-2964904595613868402008-02-25T21:42:00.003-05:002008-02-26T14:08:34.018-05:00

This is our new cat door, expertly installed on the cellar door. We had to tape the flap open because both of the cats are idiots and don't understand that they can push it open. We moved the cat food and litter boxes into the cellar last week in preparation for moving Will into his new bedroom downstairs, where we used to keep the cat food and litter boxes. There is still a lot of work to be

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-68115644945585413302008-02-14T20:03:00.005-05:002008-02-14T22:26:11.900-05:00

It turns out that it is not a good idea to engage your 17-month-old child in helping to empty the paper-shredder bin. Well, he had a good time.This incident actually occurred last week, but there's been no time around here to blog since then because we've been far too busy passing a nasty stomach bug from person to person. I had it for four days last week, Will has had it since Tuesday, and Matt

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-39061874456665173962008-02-05T12:57:00.000-05:002008-02-05T13:03:37.567-05:00

But congratulations to the Giants!We watched the Superbowl in Pittsburgh during a very nice visit with Robbie, Jess, and Henry. We ate lots of Mexican food this weekend, which was, frankly, awesome. We played a lot and Will and Henry got to know each other a bit. Will really wanted Henry to eat cheese, but settled for handing him a toy instead. Will also punched Henry, but my official story is

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-2290704646359081502008-01-27T16:20:00.000-05:002008-01-27T19:51:34.843-05:00

Also, it's a boy.

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This is Will playing with the computer that his Aunt Meggie gave him for Christmas. It is supposed to be virtually indestructible, but I nonetheless took it away from him five minutes after I took this picture because he was banging on the keyboard. I'm pretty sure the computer won't last until he's old enough to really know how to use it if he keeps treating it that way. Still, I think he'll

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-86102490248005279042008-01-02T11:19:00.001-05:002008-01-02T11:39:30.380-05:00

This is the little table that we got Will for Christmas this year. He loves it and held court there for most of Christmas morning. Unfortunately, however, it took him very little time to discover that it is easier for him to climb up on the table than onto the bench, so we now spend a lot of time telling him to get off the table. I'm just afraid that he's going to fall off and get hurt. It also

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-80277947798622317402007-12-24T20:26:00.000-05:002007-12-24T20:45:10.882-05:00

Tonight was Will's first Christmas Eve service at our new church, and it was also his dedication ceremony, which is the Unitarian Universalist baptism analog. So my mom sent him some fancy clothes, and he loved them. You could see the pride in his eyes as soon as Matt put the tie on him. I'm not sure how he knew he looked so handsome, but I guess he just did. And he did great at his ceremony,

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-75214993735205987952007-12-10T20:34:00.001-05:002007-12-10T20:53:44.962-05:00

For those of you wondering about my miserable cold, worry no longer. Today I went to the doctor and was officially diagnosed with a sinus infection (since I am a fake doctor I already diagnosed myself using information from WebMD, but I didn't bring that up during my appointment). And I'm already starting to feel better. It seems weird that one dose of antibiotic would make such a difference, but

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Last weekend we put up our Christmas tree. I wanted to do it early because I knew we'd be busy most of the remaining weekends in December, and I wanted plenty of time to enjoy it. It turns out that we have enough non-breakable ornaments that the bottom three feet of the tree don't look as stupidly bare as I feared they would. Will had fun helping us decorate, though he seems to prefer removing

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-92066330576785910222007-12-01T20:09:00.000-05:002007-12-01T20:12:48.641-05:00

This picture is a couple of weeks old, but it gives you an idea of what Will looks like standing at the bottom of a slide in Delaware during the fall. I meant to post it earlier, but then I got caught up with Thanksgiving preparations and not feeling like getting pictures off of the camera. The usual stuff.

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Happy late Thanksgiving! I hope you all had a good holiday. We did. We had 1,437 dinner guests (actually, it was fourteen including the three of us, with six overnight guests Thursday night). So it was a big party, and Will got lots of attention. And presents. He received no fewer than six Christmas-themed penguins from various friends and relatives. We figure every celebration of this magnitude

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-41362629213838372192007-11-10T20:45:00.001-05:002007-11-10T21:08:16.857-05:00

Last weekend Matt and I were in Pittsburgh for Megan and Paul's wedding extravaganza. We had a great weekend. It started off kind of rough when we dropped Will off in Allentown to spend the weekend with his grandparents, but we could tell by the time we left how excited they were to have him, and he seemed already perfectly at home with them. So that was reassuring, though it was difficult

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-85597892224708745522007-10-31T20:29:00.001-04:002007-10-31T20:50:51.132-04:00

We had a really fun Halloween, and I hope you did too. Will decided earlier this month that he would never, ever wear the lion costume that we bought for him (see below), so instead of despairing, I dressed him in the Tom Brady jersey that my sister gave him for his birthday and added some smudged makeup beneath his eyes to complete the look. Will seemed to actually enjoy this costume, and he

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Oh, man. It's hitting us hard. Will is so much more fun than he used to be, and I love how much he talks and gives hugs and kisses and plays with books and wants us to read to him, but the pleasantry lasts only as far as he wants it to. If you say no to him for any reason, or try to get him to do something that he doesn't want (for example, wear pants in the late afternoon), he hurls himself to

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This past weekend we went to Pittsburgh to meet young Henry and to visit with Megan and Robbie and Jess. Unfortunately, Will did indeed have a cold and was therefore unable to meet Henry. Our pediatrician basically scared the crap out of us by saying that if Henry got any sort of fever it would be an automatic hospitalization and spinal tap, and we really didn't want that to happen, and if it did

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-3352312699302208412007-10-12T12:18:00.001-04:002007-10-12T12:19:33.653-04:00

Baby, in this case. Congratulations to Jess and Robbie, and welcome to Henry Roval, who was born yesterday afternoon. If Will manages not to get a cold in the next week, we will meet him next weekend.

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Recently Will has been obsessed with penguins. It started a couple of weeks ago when we went to Ikea with my parents and all of their fake TVs were showing penguins. Will took a strong interest in the penguins, and we had to work hard to get him into an area that didn't have any. So my mom bought him a Happy Feet DVD, which we now watch every single day. I've never actually seen the whole movie

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-4871941566449090022007-10-08T19:29:00.000-04:002007-10-08T19:40:18.778-04:00

I taught Will to say "gobble gobble" whenever I call him a turkey.

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This weekend we flew to Ft. Lauderdale, home of Will's Aunt Kate, Uncle One-T (I've also seen it spelled "Wunty" or "Mat"), and Cousin Bosco, all pictured above. It was a big family reunion, complete with my parents, sisters Emily and Meagan, and Chris. We had a fun time. It was like a resort weekend, including an ocean, beach, pool, tennis courts, and a Wii. We all went out to breakfast on

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-26928421859592946512007-09-24T21:05:00.000-04:002007-09-24T21:21:30.917-04:00

Will had a well-baby (toddler) appointment today. I think we all know what that means--the unsuspecting doctor discovered an ear infection. I was actually slightly suspecting because he's had a pretty goopy runny nose for several days now, but as always, he showed no signs of being in pain. So we're taking him to an ENT doctor, at the pediatrician's urging. She seemed to think that four ear

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-71974852080780348192007-09-20T20:20:00.001-04:002007-09-20T20:24:57.201-04:00

Congratulations to Matt and Courtney on the birth of Graham last weekend. We're glad it looks like everyone is doing well in Haifa, as Graham was born a bit earlier than originally expected.

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Now that Will is one, he thinks crawling is for babies. It happened remarkably fast. Even this time last week he didn't seem ready to take independent steps. Then late last week he took several independent steps accidentally, and realized for the first time that he was capable of it. Since then he's been steadily improving, and this morning he walked from one end of the house to the other,

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Will has gone to bed, so I am now at liberty to wish him a happy birthday online! I think he had a nice birthday. He woke up a bit on the early side, but I'm sure he was just very excited. Matt started off the morning by presenting him with a Curious George "Happy Birthday" stuffed animal, which he seemed to both love and fear. His next birthday surprise was somewhat more age-appropriate--a

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-62868749248954545102007-09-11T21:25:00.000-04:002007-09-11T21:27:59.716-04:00

One year ago today I called my doctor's office because I'd been having painful contractions that I couldn't sleep through for 14 hours. They told me to take Tylenol. Extra strength. Hrmph.In other news, I just checked the weather report, and aside from Friday, which has a high of 82, the highs for the next ten days are in the 70s. Praise be. Expect more posts tomorrow from here, Party Central.

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Will and I are in the process of working on our daily routine. One thing that is kind of nice is that Will seems to have shifted from waking up at 6:15 to waking up at around 6:45, which we can sometimes stretch until close to 7:00 if we ignore his initial whimpers. So we're not complaining about that. But he doesn't seem interested at all in napping anymore, at least in his crib. This isn't too

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-12023844515057188552007-09-03T21:51:00.000-04:002007-09-03T22:08:52.283-04:00

This is Matt and Will, obviously not having any fun as we started our hike this afternoon at the Judge Morris Estate in White Clay Creek Park, a state park that is right across the street from our house. But the hike was fun and eventually their spirits rose, Will's especially after we let him carry a stick, a desire he seems to have inherited from my sister Emily. In fact, he's quite into dirt,

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-32730335962927298802007-08-27T12:57:00.001-04:002007-08-27T12:58:05.203-04:00

Congratulations to Debbie and Eric on the birth of their little boy, Dylan. I saw pictures last night and he is as cute as can be!

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Will talks all the time now. He calls the cats by name, though Nanette sounds more like "Neh Neh," and JR sounds more like "RR." Still, though, they are identifiable words, at least to us. And it's really cute. He hung out with my parents' dogs last weekend and came home expecting the cats to be just as tolerant of him as the dogs were, so he gets kind of upset when the cats see him and run. He

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-88622209074681203212007-08-23T21:18:00.001-04:002007-08-23T21:33:11.936-04:00

We're making progress on this house. It's going slowly, but we're getting there. One of the first things we did was install a gate at the top of the stairs, and we've just been watching Will carefully when he's downstairs to make sure he doesn't try to make the ascent himself. He's actually quite proficient at going up the stairs on his own and Matt guesses he would have a 30% chance of making it

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-11821740157653629082007-08-15T21:32:00.001-04:002007-08-15T21:52:29.981-04:00

And that's because it is! Yesterday Matt, Will, and I checked out a nice playground a couple of miles from our house and met briefly a mom and her 18-month-old son, who was wearing an adorable Pooh hat. We didn't chat long because this other kid knew how to walk and didn't want to just stand around. And then this morning Will and I were hanging out at the university while Matt did some

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-10579506512162546402007-08-09T21:04:00.002-04:002007-08-09T21:14:03.940-04:00

Well, I got a complaint today that I haven't updated since before our move. That is because we have been moving, which turned out to be much, much more work than I expected. And it is 100 degrees out in August in Delaware, apparently. I had no idea it would be like this. I'm afraid to check the weather forecast to find out that we should expect more of the same tomorrow. Actually, it's been

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-65055979309721435872007-07-29T21:23:00.000-04:002007-07-29T21:26:21.887-04:00

We are moving tomorrow! So I'm shutting down my computer in three minutes and then won't have internet again until Wednesday. How we're going to do or find anything in our new town, I have idea. I've heard of these old-fashioned things called phone books, which we might have to rely on. No, that's silly. Verizon is bringing us both phone service and internet on Wednesday, so we won't have a phone

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-72864480352509197382007-07-26T19:43:00.001-04:002007-07-26T19:47:07.457-04:00

Tonight during his bath Will dropped a cup onto the floor, looked down at it, and said, "Uh-oh!" Matt and I were amazed. I guess I do always say that when he drops something. I think he liked our reaction so much that he started intentionally dropping stuff so that he could say it again. It was really funny. Tomorrow is Will's last day at daycare and my and Matt's last days at work.

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Today Will locked himself in our bedroom. I don't have any pictures of the event because I was too busy hyperventilating to grab the camera and take pictures from the outside of the closed and locked door. We never close our bedroom door because the cats like to come and go, so we had no idea that the doorknob was locked. Will discovered recently that he can close doors, and we like to encourage

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-2770972676499944582007-07-21T19:29:00.000-04:002007-07-21T19:35:22.416-04:00

Matt and Will went to pick up takeout for dinner and left me home alone with this!Matt's worried that I'm going to start reading it while he's gone and then he won't get to read it right away, but truthfully I care much less than he does, though I do think it's cool. We were afraid that Matt wouldn't get his copy today because we didn't pay for shipping, but not to worry. It was waiting for us

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-40440155734125951302007-07-19T20:51:00.000-04:002007-07-19T21:07:01.645-04:00

Will knows how to drink out of a regular cup, but he gets so excited doing it that he tosses the cup and smacks it against things, which makes quite a mess. So we've decided that the sippy cup is the way to go. I suspect we're not the first parents to arrive at that decision for the same reason. Will had another ear infection this week, but after a couple of days on antibiotics I think he's

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-85251282179480532982007-07-17T09:42:00.001-04:002007-07-17T09:56:51.865-04:00

This weekend Will's Aunt Kate visited from Florida. In the picture above Will is wearing the shirt that his Aunt Meagan got him for the occasion, since it features a picture of a dog that looks just like Kate's baby Bosco. And yes, I am wearing my Massless Winos t-shirt!We had a barbecue on Saturday and on Sunday Matt, Will, and I drove to the house in Delaware to do some lawn upkeep. Will and I

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-34494731280748317812007-07-12T21:37:00.001-04:002007-07-12T21:38:44.893-04:00

In honor of his ten-month birthday, Will now eats greenbeans and chicken. I'm pretty glad of that. He's kind of a picky guy (or was, anyway), so his diet has been boring and limited. Now we have more options, though they report at daycare that he spits out chicken nuggets. Weird. He loves tater tots.

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00008840613821725533noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6569922.post-42813927965175002752007-07-12T20:10:00.000-04:002007-07-12T20:21:49.677-04:00

This guy is ten months old today! You want to see his teeth? Here they are.Will is feeling much better about life this week than he did last week, I think. He's given me very little trouble about riding in the stroller or getting into the highchair. He's still not a big fan of car rides or getting his diaper changed, but I don't blame him. This afternoon on our walk home from work and daycare, an

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