Monday, March 31, 2008

Our Weekend


I'm a chicken. I made my husband take Miles to the doctor on Friday because I could not stand watching him get needles stuck into his skin. However, Matt said he handled it quite well. He cried a bit right afterwards but once he was home acted as if nothing had ever happened.
We kept a close eye on his legs where the shots were administered all weekend - no redness, no swelling and no fever either! Our little guy is quite the trooper.
Also, the doc said he is in the 50% percentile as far as his peers are concerned. Everything is right on track. He's gained a little bit more weight and is almost 2 whole feet long!! I knew the moment he was born and I saw those long legs that he would be tall but I had no idea he would be a tall kid - I thought it would be more of a teenage growthspurt type of thing the way it was for my husband and brother, who are both quite tall.

This Saturday we took the little sprout to his very first birthday party. Our friends Beth and David's son, Will, was turning one and we had no idea what to buy him. So naturally we Googled presents for a one year old and came up with...tennis balls! This reporter swore by them and said her daughter loved to pop them in and out of the can. We made a special trip to a sporting goods store right before the party and they seemed to be a hit. Even the older kids were tossing them around in the living room (sorry if you guys have any breakables, B!) and having a great time.
I was smitten with a little girl at the party who was just starting to pull herself up on coffee tables and pantlegs, getting ready to walk. I kept looking over at Matt all misty-eyed and saying, "Let's have another one." He just laughed because he thinks I'm insane but at the same time I think he's still open to the idea of one more child to complete our family with the number 4. Like many parents we'd like one of each, boy and girl, to experience the best of both worlds. And we want them close in age with only a couple of years between them because we both have one sibling with 6 years between us and we think that's simply too much time. I don't have much in common with a 26 year old boy and he doesn't keep in contact with his 40 year old sister. We're hoping siblings closer in age might have more in common as they grow up. Plus, what great financial savings on hand-me-down clothes!!
In closing here's a little tidbit to brighten your day. Just filmed this afternoon:

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