Monday, July 28, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
A Week In Review
We had a fun week since our last update. Kate has been up to... everything. She will say nearly anything I ask her to say and she's in the process of figuring out how to communicate with us when it comes to the words she doesn't know. If anyone knows what, "ta ta? ta ta? ta ta?" means, I'd LOVE to know. My favorite thing that she's currently saying is, "you're welcome-ah." I don't know where the "-ah" comes from, but it almost sounds like she's saying, "you're welcome, mom." Oh - and she has this confused with, "thank you." For example, when you hand her a toy she responds with, "you're welcome-ah."
On Tuesday Kate and I went to see the Boise Hawks play. There was a Special Olympics event there so we joined some of my co-workers and a group of athletes at the game. We didn't last long, but Kate loved the never ending steps, the loud music and the mascot Humphrey the Hawk (although when he came close to us she wasn't so sure). I only caught one photo, and please imagine the "cheeeeeze" she's busting out here.
Yesterday Brad took us all to the local water park. She shivered the entire time even though it was 100 degrees - I think it was from excitement. She was so thrilled to be there that she was grunting like an animal. She is the hugest dare devil - she went down a curvy crazy slide by herself and LOVED it. After shooting down every slide, immersed in water, she tried to stand up and climb back up it, only to get knocked down by the next kid. It was insanity. She was happy to walk right into deep water, swirl around under water for a good couple of seconds, only to be pulled out, spitting water and laughing. When we tried to put a life vest on her she screamed bloody murder until we gave up...
And in the midst of the fun, we've been struggling with our entrance into the Terrible 2's. This girl can throw a tantrum with the best of them. I'm trying to keep it together and not react to her the way she's reacting to not getting her way, but wow - this is a daunting time.
On Tuesday Kate and I went to see the Boise Hawks play. There was a Special Olympics event there so we joined some of my co-workers and a group of athletes at the game. We didn't last long, but Kate loved the never ending steps, the loud music and the mascot Humphrey the Hawk (although when he came close to us she wasn't so sure). I only caught one photo, and please imagine the "cheeeeeze" she's busting out here.
Yesterday Brad took us all to the local water park. She shivered the entire time even though it was 100 degrees - I think it was from excitement. She was so thrilled to be there that she was grunting like an animal. She is the hugest dare devil - she went down a curvy crazy slide by herself and LOVED it. After shooting down every slide, immersed in water, she tried to stand up and climb back up it, only to get knocked down by the next kid. It was insanity. She was happy to walk right into deep water, swirl around under water for a good couple of seconds, only to be pulled out, spitting water and laughing. When we tried to put a life vest on her she screamed bloody murder until we gave up...
And in the midst of the fun, we've been struggling with our entrance into the Terrible 2's. This girl can throw a tantrum with the best of them. I'm trying to keep it together and not react to her the way she's reacting to not getting her way, but wow - this is a daunting time.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Happy Birthday, Joey!
Thank goodness Joey likes Yo Gabba Gabba, too. Last night Mike and Courtney threw the best Yo Gabba Gabba party to which we've ever been. I don't think Kate realized that Yo Gabba Gabba could exist outside of the television set, but alas, it exists in Joey's backyard. Well done, Mike and Court! Thanks for a fun party, Joey!
Monday, July 7, 2008
Reading Genius Baby
Last night I showed Kate her name spelled out on her magnadoodle and she said, "KATE!"
Brad said we can't call her Buba Girl anymore because there's nothing Buba (baby) about her (aside from the diapers). I'm struggling with the change to Lil' Kate, but I have to admit, if she can read her name she likely isn't a buba anymore.
Brad said we can't call her Buba Girl anymore because there's nothing Buba (baby) about her (aside from the diapers). I'm struggling with the change to Lil' Kate, but I have to admit, if she can read her name she likely isn't a buba anymore.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Independence Day, 2008
Yes, I know it is over, but it takes me a few days to get it together to get the pictures out here. This said, I can still hear fire crackers off in the distance so this still counts as being on time. We took it easy this weekend, but that included a float down the Boise River with friends (while Kate was with a sitter), a BBQ, a picnic in the park, a trip to Idaho City for breakfast and a couple of visits to the Bausch household to hold that new, sweet, fresh, squeaky baby they brought home on our nation's day of independence.
Sweet Baby Bausch
McPhee asked me a long time ago, "If my mom isn't here for the birth, will you be in the delivery room with us?" And of course, I started secretly wishing that the baby would come a little early and I could wiggle my way into this exciting situation. McPhee's wonderful mom (Grandma Charlie) arrived on June 25 and it was official - I was out. This did not sadden me in any way, as I remember being in those same, fat, swollen feet about 19 months ago, absolutely COUNTING on the support of my own mom in the delivery room.
On the morning of June 30 McPhee called me to tell me that her brother's wife's water broke and they were in the hospital in Milwaukee delivering their twin babies at about 27 weeks. As you might imagine, Grandma Charlie felt she needed to be there and McPhee was showing no signs of labor, so off she went to Milwaukee. The twins are doing very well and her brother updates the following daily: http://www.freewebs.com/mckennatwins/index.htm.
I was feeling terrible that I was about to benefit from this scary time in McPhee's family's lives, and gave them the option to cut me loose in the event she went into labor before her mom's return to Boise. She assured me that Peter's response to her question, "Do you know what we need to bring to the hospital?" was, "Your black bag and GOOTCH."
As it would happen, McPhee went into labor on the afternoon of July 2. Things moved slowly at first, so Peter said to wait until after Kate was in bed to join them. I got there just in time for things to kick into gear, and Benjamin Francis Bausch was born on July 3 at 3:00 AM, weighing in at 8 pounds, 8 ounces and 20.5 inches long.
This was one of the most incredible moments of my life, one I will never forget, and one for which I am eternally grateful to Peter and Kerry. I am blessed to have been a part of this remarkable event.
On the morning of June 30 McPhee called me to tell me that her brother's wife's water broke and they were in the hospital in Milwaukee delivering their twin babies at about 27 weeks. As you might imagine, Grandma Charlie felt she needed to be there and McPhee was showing no signs of labor, so off she went to Milwaukee. The twins are doing very well and her brother updates the following daily: http://www.freewebs.com/mckennatwins/index.htm.
I was feeling terrible that I was about to benefit from this scary time in McPhee's family's lives, and gave them the option to cut me loose in the event she went into labor before her mom's return to Boise. She assured me that Peter's response to her question, "Do you know what we need to bring to the hospital?" was, "Your black bag and GOOTCH."
As it would happen, McPhee went into labor on the afternoon of July 2. Things moved slowly at first, so Peter said to wait until after Kate was in bed to join them. I got there just in time for things to kick into gear, and Benjamin Francis Bausch was born on July 3 at 3:00 AM, weighing in at 8 pounds, 8 ounces and 20.5 inches long.
This was one of the most incredible moments of my life, one I will never forget, and one for which I am eternally grateful to Peter and Kerry. I am blessed to have been a part of this remarkable event.
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