Dale vs. The Mirror

March 10th, 2010

Now that Dale is focusing on things full-time, it has been pretty entertaining to put objects in front of his face to watch his response.  Or even better, to watch his response to his response.

Normally his eyes nearly pop out of his head when I put the mirror in front of him, but in this case he decided on other responses.  Still fun though.

It’s baffling to try and figure out where the last 5 weeks have gone, as today marks his 5 week birthday (and sister Erin’s slightly older celebration – happy birthday Erin).  And next week Sam already goes back to work, marking only a few more weeks that Dale will be home full time before he heads off to daycare.  Hopefully they have plenty of mirrors there.

Beginning at the beginning – or – on routines.

March 7th, 2010

Sam declared on Saturday morning that at just over 4 weeks, Dale is ready to begin starting routines.  I suggested that he already has: eat, then pee, then look around for a while, then sleep…then repeat – but as she pointed out, there wasn’t much room for growth allowed with such a regimen.  On the contrary: eating then sleeping would allow for plenty of growth, just not the stimulation she was after.  But anyway.

So Dale is now officially in boot camp.  That means he eats on a schedule, has an allotment of tummy time, gets to interact with toys, has naptimes, and so forth – and so far he’s handled it well.  Over the past few days he’s really begun to focus on things for long periods of time, and it has been fascinating to observe.  He’s just taking so much in (above).

Since it is a true ‘boot camp,’ we’ve outfitted him with a pair of baby Uggs that he will hopefully grow into…but he laughed with us at the size of the monsters he’s currently wearing.  Actually, when I asked him what was so funny he remarked it wasn’t the shoes, but rather that Mom and Dad had him wearing white pants before Memorial Day.  He then went on and explained to me the significance of Memorial Day, just like his mother would when the opportunity to show off came up: a true mama’s boy.

But we’ve had fun going through the routines, and as he now begins to identify our faces and our voices he’s enjoying his awake time more than ever.  I’m convinced we’ve even heard a few chuckles out of him.

And every couple of days, just before we read him a bedtime story and put him to sleep, he gets a bath which he continues to adore.  Sam asked him to do his best Winston Churchill and the above was his attempt.

Not too bad, considering he doesn’t know who he is.

I think the routine will help both him and us, but who knows what Dale will take to and what he won’t – I suppose that’s all part of parenting.  And hopefully the oversized shoes will still fit once he has it down.

Reflecting at 1 month.

March 4th, 2010

Yesterday marked Dale at 4 weeks: 1 one month-old who has adjusted to HisLife just fine.  Given that we’ve had as much time to watch him grow, this was the perfect time to reflect on parenting, his personality, likes, and dislikes.

We had our 1 month pediatrician appointment in the morning, and found that he’s continued to grow as much as we’d suspected:

Weight: 10lbs, 9.32 ounces! 72% (he was only 8lbs, 4 ounces two weeks ago) – way to feed, kid.

Height: 21.85 inches: 62% – way to rise, kid.

Head: 15 inches exactly: 47%.  Brain usage: 96% – way to think, kid.

As for other achievements, Dale can often be observed thinking into space (no, it’s not gas) and this morning I asked him to contemplate circles and he began to grunt out Pi to 20-some places. He got distracted at 25, but there’s time for the small details later.

On the topic of numbers, he now feeds 4 ounces of breast milk (from the bottle) every three hours, and can achieve the same from Mom directly in just about 15 minutes or less.  I guess the record is 7 minutes for babies, but he certainly doesn’t need to eat faster.

He’s also becoming more predictable as routines start to set in.  For example, within 10 minutes of a feeding he’s guaranteed to wet his diaper – good to know (and five minutes ago he just peed all over my hand and foot).  He also likes to try and work himself up at these times, but a cool jet of air blown through his hair immediately pacifies him.  On the topic, he just started taking the pacifier and loves it – I’m waiting for him to rip the Nuk right out of its base.

On Monday he graduated to sleeping in his own crib, in his own room, and we monitor him via some high def acoustic microphones.  We now sleep better than ever, and I think he does too.

Despite all of the change, he still HATES the swing, although I’m hopeful that this will change someday.  Otherwise, all of that hard work is going to benefit some kid on Craigslist.

Dale graduates to Clean.

March 2nd, 2010

The graduation occurred at some point between 11:00-11:30 this past Sunday: during one diaper change it was there, and by the next it was gone.  Indeed, Dale finally lost his last remaining nub of an umbilical cord and now officially has a belly button…which means he has moved from sponge to regular baths.  Sam has been talking about it ever since.

Thanks to our friends Sara and Mike, we already had a little-man sized bathtub which fit neatly in the kitchen sink.  Up to this point, Dale has never minded getting wet, and actually welcomed the sponge baths he received under the heat lamp in the bathroom.  However, it was unknown how he’d handle sitting in a pool of water in the buff.  How did he do?  You be the judge:

In addition to growing into little boy baths, he also tracks people just fine and has for a while now:  all of this on the eve of his one month birthday.

Tomorrow he has a meeting with his pediatrician, so we can find out where he sits on the height/weight/head circumference scale.  I have a feeling he’s gained quite a bit – he goes nuts for the milk.  Also on the topic of maturity, he also fully tracks people now, and once he makes eye contact with you he will engage you in a staring contest until you look away…

…and even though he welcomes the water just fine, he still likes a little bit of security to keep him familiar with his surroundings.  Hence the grabbing onto the paper towel dispenser (above).  Hey, he’s just a boy – he’s allowed.

What is it about bacon?

March 1st, 2010

Today I received an email from Cornell promoting the following competition:

Annual Bacon Eating Contest- TODAY, March 1st–High Noon in the Atrium
Don’t forget to come cheer on your favorites today, March 1st at 12 noon in the Atrium! Who will eat the most bacon? Who will finish the fastest? Some of last year’s winners will be returning to defend their titles.

I thought the invitation was a bit odd since it came from a Veterinary College – but that’s beside the point.  The point is: what is it about bacon that so many people love?

I’d agree that the majority of meat-eaters enjoy the meat, because it’s a solid combination of crispy and salty.  Forget that you’re eating a pig’s solar plexus: as long as it goes well with pancakes, bring it on.  But why doesn’t it stop there?  Over the years I’ve seen bacon flavored syrup, bacon flavored lip gloss, bacon flavored whiskey, bacon flavored lollipops…and now, bacon flavored diet coke.  Seriously.  And there are people buying this stuff, otherwise it wouldn’t be around.  Here are some other noteworthy mentions:

Bacon toothpicks.  Another ironic thought: toothpicks are used to remove bacon, not put it between teeth.

Bacon briefcase.  Of course.

Bacon apple pie.  Sort of an off-putting thought, but I’m still listening.

A bacon bra.  I can’t imagine this is too supportive.

And lastly, a faux-fur bacon scarf.  Where does this lie on the PETA offensive scale?

So there isn’t much more to post about on the topic, but rather I’m welcoming our readers to contribute their thoughts on bacon.  Please, a bit more than “bacon’s the best” – use adjectives and describe why it’s the sole meat that has been infused into cola.

And clearly, I need to go to bed.  Off to dream about bacon.

Again, the snow.

February 28th, 2010

Citing a topic that most of us can relate to, this weekend we got to experience a bit more snow which blanketed everything in sight.  Fortunately, there was no wind this time, so rather than the drifts we experienced on Friday we got a beautiful coating of white everywhere.

See larger image here.

I try my best to avoid talking about the weather (it’s a bland substitution for discussing topics of substance), but pictures of it seem to occur rather frequently in our website.  I suppose when sleep costs a premium these days it’s easy to let the pictures do the talking.

And trees covered with snow have a rather interesting story to tell:

See larger image here.

More non-weather related items to discuss in the near future.  For now, time to go to bed and be glad that we’re indoors.

These things happen.

February 27th, 2010

I guess it does pay to follow the weather every now and again, because when I woke up Friday morning I was greeted with a comforter (no blanket here) of snow:

This was on top of the six inches we’d already received over Thursday during the daytime…good thing I covered the grill!

There were rumors of quite a bit more snow to arrive this weekend…and that might still be the case…but before then I devoted Friday morning to shoveling us out of the mess.

I’d estimate we got somewhere in the neighborhood of a foot and a half, but with the strong winds some areas were off the charts – like our front yard.

This proved quite challenging for our trusty little snowthrower, which historically has been able to fight off mother nature handily.  Still, an hour later and the driveway once again resembled, you guessed it: a driveway.

Hopefully this ranks as one of the last snowstorms that Ithaca will bring to us for 2010 – however, being Ithaca, anything is game for late Spring snowstorms.

Food is good.

February 26th, 2010

A Friday video.  More on Ithaca’s snowstorm soon.

Canon Needs to Improve their Quality Control.

February 24th, 2010

Well this is frustrating.

Merely one month after buying it – just over 1000 pictures taken – and I already need to send in our new Canon SLR for repairs.  The problem this time (remember only a few months ago I needed to send in the Canon G9 for dust on the CCD) is the LCD on the back of the camera has developed a nice permanent line that goes straight across the field of view:

Sure, I get it: the transistors that control this strip of LCD pixels has gone out, and these things happen…but Canon is getting a bad name with me since I’ve had to now send two cameras in within nearly so many months.  Luckily the problem doesn’t affect the images that are on the card – however I still need to send it in to be fixed.

Fortunately, this time it is covered under warranty, and hopefully the turnaround time will be as good as it was last time so we can be up and running in short order.  Still, now that I’ve become accustomed to the perks of SLR photography it will be tough to rely solely on the trusty G9.  Likewise, I’m holding my breath that there won’t be as many newsworthy happenings that need to be documented – or I’ll be even more annoyed with Canon.

So fingers crossed on all accounts.

Change over three weeks.

February 23rd, 2010

Right: so a post about Peeps is just about enough of an obligatory break before we go back to the most newsworthy item in the house – Dale (trust me, if Peeps are making the front cover of Ourlifeinithaca, there isn’t much else going on lately).  Anyhow, Wednesday marks his 3rd week of being with us, so in the spirit of celebrating threes I give you the change that such a number brings.

Here he is at 3 minutes old…

…followed by 3 days old.  Babies lose weight inevitably after birth, and I believe here he’d lost about 9% (3×3!) of his body weight.

And then here he ponders 300 hours, or one week old.  Note the difference in the face…

And this final one, taken three weeks after birth.  He’s a milk monster lately, and even if you can’t notice it from the pictures, his face has grown enormously.  Yet despite all of this change, he’s remained a pretty happy little kid.

And finally, now that he’s past the 9 pound mark – roughly – his ‘N’ diapers are getting snug (on the left).  We have roughly three of these left too, and then it’s official graduation time for him to the size 1 diapers.  Bigger, wider, and hold about 3 times as much.

It’s a riveting bunch of news here at Ourlifeinithaca.