Just wanted to clear up any misconceptions you might have had concerning the song, "Everybody Plays the Fool" by Aaron Neville. It doesn't say, "Everybody plays the flute. No exception to the rule." I guess not everybody plays the flute and there are exceptions to that rule.
Not understanding lyrics has hit me once again.
Monday, June 27, 2011
Thursday, June 23, 2011
family
We lucked out this past month and had lots of family visiting us. We started out with Sandi and Josh. They came for a long weekend and we lived up every minute with them going out to eat, shopping, watching movies and celebrating Gram Bernie's birthday. Liam couldn't get enough of them and especially playing chase with Uncle Josh.
Next up, Zach and Jill and the boys stopped in for a couple of days on their way to a family reunion. The boys usually talk about sports and techy things, while Jill and I talk about more meaningful things like Jill's never-ending embarrassing stories. :)
Always in past, one of the boys has always tinkled in our bed. This year we lucked out and only got buggers on our bedside table! We're moving on up! 
We love it when they come. We love the youtube videos that get shared, the talking, and my personal favorite, the stories of being a doctor from Zach. Let's just say you have to have no shame.
Please come and visit again! We already miss you!
Next up, Zach and Jill and the boys stopped in for a couple of days on their way to a family reunion. The boys usually talk about sports and techy things, while Jill and I talk about more meaningful things like Jill's never-ending embarrassing stories. :)
Always in past, one of the boys has always tinkled in our bed. This year we lucked out and only got buggers on our bedside table! We're moving on up! 
We love it when they come. We love the youtube videos that get shared, the talking, and my personal favorite, the stories of being a doctor from Zach. Let's just say you have to have no shame.
Please come and visit again! We already miss you!
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Snack time
The other day the house was really quiet so I went looking to see why. This is what I found.
Just sittin' on the floor, eating graham crackers and talking about life.
Like father, like son. I'm glad I got to capture little moments like these.
Just sittin' on the floor, eating graham crackers and talking about life.
Like father, like son. I'm glad I got to capture little moments like these.
Sunday, June 5, 2011
the stages of eating
Since day 1, feeding Liam has been an adventure to say the least. When he was first born and for the first few months after that, it was a victory for every mL we got him to drink. He started off on 5 mL which was huge for him and then it turned into 10, 15, and so on until we could get him to do ounces. I remember when my mom and Matt and I would take turns going to the hospital to feed Liam we would report back to each other on how much he ate. It was a competition to be the one who got him to eat the most! Most of the time he fell asleep so we learned some tricks like changing his diaper during the middle of a feeding or bouncing him a certain way so he would stay alert.
When he was a few months old he was really good at eating, but then it took a turn for the worst and he had a specific way he wanted to be fed. He wanted to be fed in the crock of the leg (still does) while you buzzed "Somewhere Over the Rainbow." Not just singing but buzzing it with your lips. No other song would do and you couldn't sing it, you had to buzz it. Believe you me how frustrating and tiring that was, not to mention how much spit came out over the course of a feeding. Gross. And your lips go numb after about one time through the song. I dare you to do it while you read the rest of this post. Triple dog dare. Here, I'll do it too.
Then we moved on to the 4th month. Oh the 4th month! Nobody could feed him except Matt. We tried everything. The blowdryer, the vacuum, the bouncing, the rocking. Nothing but Matt. My mom didn't believe me until we came out to visit. Matt was gone and it was time to feed. We tried for over an hour and a half and he wasn't having it. As soon as Matt walked in and started to feed him, he was done in about 10 minutes. Bad thing for everyone else, great thing for Matt's biceps.
At 6 months we got to introduce solid foods. This was fantastic! He ate like a champ until about a month later. He would start eating really well and then after a couple of bites he would refuse. That is until we figured out if Matt could dance, it would become a distraction and we could feed him. This isn't just a little jig. It's like this and I'm not joking. I wish I had documentation, but Matt refused. I wonder why?
That lasted for a few months until now after 13 months we are still having to find tricks to feed him. Sometimes we act like we are giving him cheerios (his favorite) and while his mouth is open ready to eat we quickly shove some food in. At times we get really lucky and he eats so well for a week or so. When that happens he closes his eyes during each bite as if he's relishing in every bite. On the days when it's not so good we have found a new trick. Right now the latest thing is this:
Bless the freezer door. So far it works great, but I have a feeling we'll be having to find a new trick soon!
When he was a few months old he was really good at eating, but then it took a turn for the worst and he had a specific way he wanted to be fed. He wanted to be fed in the crock of the leg (still does) while you buzzed "Somewhere Over the Rainbow." Not just singing but buzzing it with your lips. No other song would do and you couldn't sing it, you had to buzz it. Believe you me how frustrating and tiring that was, not to mention how much spit came out over the course of a feeding. Gross. And your lips go numb after about one time through the song. I dare you to do it while you read the rest of this post. Triple dog dare. Here, I'll do it too.
Then we moved on to the 4th month. Oh the 4th month! Nobody could feed him except Matt. We tried everything. The blowdryer, the vacuum, the bouncing, the rocking. Nothing but Matt. My mom didn't believe me until we came out to visit. Matt was gone and it was time to feed. We tried for over an hour and a half and he wasn't having it. As soon as Matt walked in and started to feed him, he was done in about 10 minutes. Bad thing for everyone else, great thing for Matt's biceps.
At 6 months we got to introduce solid foods. This was fantastic! He ate like a champ until about a month later. He would start eating really well and then after a couple of bites he would refuse. That is until we figured out if Matt could dance, it would become a distraction and we could feed him. This isn't just a little jig. It's like this and I'm not joking. I wish I had documentation, but Matt refused. I wonder why?
That lasted for a few months until now after 13 months we are still having to find tricks to feed him. Sometimes we act like we are giving him cheerios (his favorite) and while his mouth is open ready to eat we quickly shove some food in. At times we get really lucky and he eats so well for a week or so. When that happens he closes his eyes during each bite as if he's relishing in every bite. On the days when it's not so good we have found a new trick. Right now the latest thing is this:Untitled from Megan Scott on Vimeo.
Bless the freezer door. So far it works great, but I have a feeling we'll be having to find a new trick soon!
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