Sunday, November 30, 2008

Selective memory

I suppose this is meant as a bit of a survey of our audience.

We had an awful flight home. You can go back and read about it if you like.

But Robin and I still find ourselves constantly talking about going back to Thailand.

I looked up the airfares last week, and was pleased at how favorable the rates are.

Let's ignore the current turmoil in Thailand and the fact that T doesn't have a U.S. passport...

...why are we so excited about going back? The flights were difficult...even without a child. With a child, I can't even recall the flight because I know it was awful.

So, we're thinking that there is some natural mechanism that shields our memory from the trauma of the flight.

Perhaps the same thing mothers experience to keep them having children...even after the experience of child birth? A sort of natural amnesia?

Can anyone else testify?

We WILL go's only a matter of time. We LOVE Thailand and no flight, no matter how awful, will keep us away.

While I'm typing, I might as well tell you that the family had a wonderful Thanksgiving with Robin's family. T did great sleeping in a new place. Over the three nights it got progressively better.

He was a charmer all weekend with various family and friends. We're feeling good about his progress. He clearly loves to work a room, but always knows where mama and daddy are.

He and I have this fun game where he yells "DAD!" and I yell "T!"...back and forth. I'm sure it's quite a nuisance for anyone who happens to be around, but it's fun.

He's picking up more words...or, at least the beginnings of words. Sometimes Robin and I have to consult on what he might be saying.

At his doctor visit last week we found he is almost 30 pounds already! Perhaps it's because he asks for "cheese" at nearly every meal. He also knows the word for "pie" now.

T is starting to understand enough commands that he can choose to ignore them. Recently he started picking up his books and putting them on the table when we asked him to. Now he's already pretending like he can't hear or understand us :)

T is tweeting again. You can keep track on the side of the blog. He's tried this in the past only to have it fizzle we'll see how long it lasts.

All of us are sending our thoughts to those in Thailand or traveling soon. We hope for a quick resolution to the situation there.

We hope you had a great Thanksgiving.


Monday, November 24, 2008

1st snow

T noticed the snow on the ground right away this morning and repeatedly yelled "Snow! Snow!" while waving his arms at the window. (Well, he yelled his attempt at the word anyway. I understood him but I'm studying Thanese pretty hard these days.)

I decided there was enough on the ground that I should shovel the sidewalk so I bundled him up in snow pants and boots with mittens and a hat - the works. He could barely walk but didn't seem to mind as the new clothes were a novelty.

He loved the snow. It's wet and sticky and made little snowballs in front of his boots with each step. He only cried when it was time to come back inside because his boot came off and his sock was soaked. He would have preferred to stay out and play, but I'm thinking today's not a good day to get frost bite since he's got his 18 month (!) checkup this afternoon.

It looks like T will be enjoying the Wisconsin winter. I hope we get (almost) as much snow as last year.

Thanks for the jacket and snow-pants, Grandma and Grandpa!


Saturday, November 22, 2008

Under the table

You've all seen pictures of what T looks like when he's eating...and dressing himself in his food. We thought we'd give you a look at what's going on under the table when he's eating.


Friday, November 14, 2008

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Monday, November 3, 2008


T did a great job on his first Halloween. He was THRILLED to see our neighbors giving him "toys" (we didn't tell him it was candy, but I'm sure he'll figure it out when he see others eating "toys").

Being a pumpkin was confusing. He already thinks pumpkins are dogs since our dog is "Punkin".

When we got back to hand out some candy, he sat on the steps with us and enjoyed greeting the trick-or-treaters.

It was a great time.