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June 27, 2010 in Family with 12 Comments

It’s a good thing I take Ethan to the pediatrician every month for stats, or who knows when I’d blog? Here’re the numbers for 7 months: Ethan’s noggin is measuring 17 3/4″, which shoots him up to the 75th percentile. Doesn’t look like he’ll ever have to worry about being called Pinhead. His height (27″) and weight (18 lbs, 2.5 oz) are in the 50th percentile, a far cry from his 2 month stats, when his weight (8 lbs, 9 oz) was below the 5th percentile, and his height (21 1/2″) was in the 10th. You’ve come a long way, baby…

“Dad, it’s going to take a lot of kisses for you to catch up with Mom.”

“Let go! I can do this!”

“What the…? I thought my name was Little Buddy.”

Ethan has really been enjoying his Johnny Jump-Up toy. We just hang it on the doorframe, and away he goes. A couple of times, I’ve been in the next room while he’s playing…and it’ll get really quiet. And here’s what I find:

All jumped out

Here’s Ethan with a couple of good friends:

Gilbe

Corissa

“So. Um…what’s Antarctica like?”

This past Saturday, Ethan got to hang out with Ryland, who was born six days after he was. It was a lot of fun to see the two boys playing together. Ethan always seems to enjoy kids. In fact, when I put the Pampers box next to him (which has a smiling baby on it), he returns the smile and sometimes even laughs. Here they are:

Caught!

“Where’s my pina colada already?”

“Why yes, I DO work out often.”

“Is it nap time yet?”

And a few more pics before I sign off…

“Man. This would be so much more fun if I could read.”

“Oh no. Dad’s allergic to peanuts!”

Six Months

May 21, 2010 in Family with 2 Comments

We took Ethan in today for his 6-month check-up and immunization shots and are more than happy to report that it was his best visit yet. His pediatrician didn’t even have to send us to any other doctors or hospitals. Victory! For those of you keeping score at home, he weighed in at 16 lbs, 1.5 oz (25%); he’s 26″ tall (50%…moving on up), and his head is 17 1/4″ (50%).

He seems to be doing everything he should be doing (or at least everything the nurse quizzed us on), including sitting up, turning over, babbling, smiling, following things with his eyes, pooping regularly (I consider this to be the most vital), and sleeping through the night. Most of those, he’s been doing for a while. The sitting up is fairly new, which has been a lot of fun. Now that he knows he can do it, he rarely wants to be on his back. ”Mom, come on! I’ve been on my back for six months. I want to see the world!”

Last weekend, we headed to Tomball (Hans’ hometown, which counts as “the world,” right?), where Hans was officiating a wedding. It was Ethan’s first visit to his father’s homeland and his first wedding. (of this couple; Hans has known the groom, his younger brother’s friend, for years):

Josh & Joanna Cook

He also got to meet Annie Beth, his…um…second cousin? The daughter of Hans’ cousin, Aimee.

Here are some more pics from the past…month?

“Forget this ‘say cheese.’ Check me out!”

“Dad, no more John Mayer. Please.”

“Well, this is different.”

“Look at me. I’m so…mischievous!”

“Landen, as my only cousin, tell me: did they take this many pics of you?”

Yes, The Bet is ON!

April 15, 2010 in Family, Humor with 6 Comments

Peter: “You’re never gonna regret this Ray.”

Ray: “My parents left me that house. I was BORN there.”

Peter: “You’re not gonna lose the house. Everybody has three mortgages nowadays.”

A line from one of the best movies in the world, Ghostbusters. Spoken at an important moment where Ray mortgages his house AGAIN so the Ghostbusters have a chance of funding their dream. It was a risk, but the benefits far outweighed the cost (at least to Peter).

I’m not a huge risk taker, but in a moment of weakness I mentioned to my friend Roger my inability to successfully read fiction. Something about seminary trained me to only read things with clear thesis statements, abstracts, discussions, and conclusions. Fiction makes my brain hurt. He then said “I’m sure you’ve read the Lord of the Rings.” My answer? A resounding “No.” However, that wasn’t the risk. When Evan saw the new office furniture (read: the copies of the Lord of the Rings sitting in my office) he said “I’ll give you twenty-five bucks if you read those.”

Seriously? Twenty-five bucks? Why would I ever make a bet for an amount of money that I could simply ask a friend for? No, no. There must be something better than that. So we decided on this:

If I read the books by my birthday (June 26th) then Evan has to lead worship one Sunday entirely from the acoustic guitar and NOT the electric. However, if I fail, I have to watch all three extended-edition movies with him. Wait a second. I read for hours upon hours or I don’t read for hours upon hours and then must watch TV for hours upon hours. How’d I agree to this? What would Peter Venkman say to me about regrets?

You can see Evan’s telling of the story here: http://evangodbold.wordpress.com/2010/04/16/the-bet-is-on/

Evan thinks it is a win-win for him, since either way I get exposed to LOTR. Maybe so. But here’s what he wasn’t thinking. For at least ONE Sunday he won’t have people telling him how LOUD the music was. And instead they’ll tell him how awesome he was and how great the worship was because they could “hear the words.” Then he’ll be eternally grateful for our wager.

Wait a second. No matter what happens Evan wins. I either get exposed to LOTR via book or DVD, or Evan gets to have people tell him how great he is. It’s one of Michael Scott’s notorious win-win-win’s.

I tip my hat to you, Godbold. You’ve already won.

Beach Boy

April 7, 2010 in Family with 6 Comments

Happy Belated Easter!

I know what you’re thinking: child abuse. But I think he liked it. Hans, Ethan and I headed to Orange Beach last Thursday for my family’s annual Easter reunion, which always brings in around 100 of my kinfolk. On Friday, we went out to the beach and introduced Ethan to the Gulf of Mexico.

“It’s bright. It’s hot. It’s sandy. And no swing. I don’t get it.”

At least he looked super cute in his new bucket hat:

It wasn’t too long before he decided he’d had quite enough, found his thumb and fell asleep as we walked back to the condo.

Here’re are a few more pics from the trip:

With Uncle Sam

I didn’t even tell them to make the same face.

Smiley baby

“Mom, no more beach pics already.”

I hope that you all had a wonderful Easter! Christ is risen. He is risen, indeed. :)

Sir Pixalot

March 15, 2010 in Family with 3 Comments

I know I should write more stories about Ethan, and I will…but tonight, I’m just doing the picture thing. These are from the past week or so, most of them since his surgery. Enjoy!

“I’m moving, I’m moving…but I’m not going anywhere.”