Most everything that Henry does can be placed in the category of “baby.” He coos, he squirms, he flails his arms and legs. His skin is soft, his cheeks are big, his hair smells sweet. There are, however, several adult type things he does. He burps like a truck driver. He passes gas like he [...]
“I don’t think I’m the kind of person who can stay at home all the time with a baby.” That was Kristen’s mantra for all the years we’ve been together, up to and including her pregnancy. “My God, how am I going to be able to go back to work with this baby here? I [...]
Every parent thinks that their baby is not just cute, but the cutest kid on the planet. And that’s completely justified. I mean, when Kristen and I first saw Henry, all red and crying and covered in his own poop, we fell madly in love with him and immediately proclaimed him the most amazing thing [...]
I have a new favorite thing about Henry every day. Some days, it’s his smile, which is a really amazing thing. (It’s mostly amazing because while he would smirk and curl up the edges of his mouth when he was only a couple of weeks old, you could never be sure if he was doing [...]
It’s obvious that as soon as you look at Henry and then at Kristen or me, you can see the resemblance. He has my mouth and chin and Kristen’s forehead and nose, and people have remarked that he looks a lot like Jay (the uncle) as well. Like Kristen and I, he’s also got a [...]
I’m now anti-vaccination. No, I’m not one of those crazy parents who think that they cause autism. It’s because I’m one of those parents who know that they cause extreme crankiness! Yesterday we took Henry to see the doctor for his two-month check-up. Everything went swimmingly: he’s gaining weight (a little more than a pound [...]
Here’s a somewhat crazy comment, but I’m in a mood, so I’ll make it: Infants all tend to like the same thing. There, I said it. I think a lot of parents would immediately start saying I’m full of it and their baby is nothing like their neighbors (okay, if I had more than 20 [...]
There are many things — life lessons, you may say — that I want to educate my son about. These range from being gracious and polite to understanding and appreciating ethics. There are others, of course. I already talked about the sports teams that he will (or won’t) root for, and that’s just the beginning. [...]
I’m starting to worry less. In the grand scheme of things, I still worry a lot (and there is still a lot to worry about), but I only wake up two or three times a night and look at the baby instead of four or five. This is good; this is an improvement. Hopefully, when [...]
I had a really long post I was ready to put up yesterday afternoon (about super heroes no less) when I got a call from Kristen. She asked me to come home on the earliest possible train because Henry was in his crabbiest, fussiest, most unhappiest mood ever. And she needed help. For the past [...]
Henry is happiest when he's looking at or playing with or reading about cars and trucks and fire engines and bulldozers -- pretty much anything with wheels or that makes a loud, growly noise. This book has all that (and if you're a little nutty like me, you can add the sound effects).
You are currently browsing the Barnabas Monkeypants weblog archives for October, 2008.
