What a week. Kristen and I were sick, I was in New Jersey for three days (which made me sicker), and Henry continued to grow way too fast. On Wednesday night, I ate a terrible meal at the (five star) Secaucus Houlihan’s, my sinuses completely clogged up. As I chewed the over-cooked hamburger, I couldn’t [...]
I’m sitting in a conference room in beautiful Secaucus, New Jersey, right now, trying to make it seem that I’m really not sick any more and that I’m happy to be here. I probably shouldn’t have come to this meeting for a couple of reasons, mostly that I’m still ill and so is Kristen, but, [...]
Henry is much better, thank you very much. He’s still got a periodic cough and a sniffle now and again, but he’s back to his old ways — meaning he wants nothing to do with anything except for standing up. This is a good thing because Kristen was felled on Friday by the same cold [...]
I try to post at least four times a week (Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday), and since today is one of those days, I suppose I have to put something up. We don’t have any new pictures because I don’t think we really need to capture forever Henry’s first cold. (Not to worry, though, because [...]
Let’s skip the funny stuff and get right to the nitty gritty… We learned this week that Henry can get sick. Really sick. Mucus running down his face onto his shirt sick. On Tuesday, Henry’s nanny Silvia called Kristen to say that Henry was cranky and whiney and not eating very much. That afternoon, the [...]
Henry decided that last night was the time to get a cold. Kristen and I asked him very nicely if he wouldn’t reconsider, but his reply was to sneeze at us, cough, and then smile. The little girl who he shares our nanny with is also sick so he could’ve gotten it from her, and [...]
Henry has started to talk. Okay, there are no real words or anything, just strange noises, but he’s become quite the blabbermouth. His previous strange noises were one or two syllable grunts or squeals — incredibly cute, mind you, but pretty simple (we called them the pterodactyl screams). Starting late last week, however, he’s begun [...]
Henry no longer screams in the car seat. This makes us very happy and means that, generally, trips to the store or the mall don’t end in wails (especially that last half-mile). Instead, he’s become quite subdued. He’ll sit there, all bundled up, and just glower at whomever’s in the back seat next to him. [...]
A co-worker checked the blog today and said it looked strange. The header showed a repeating banner instead of just one; there was a large, white space between the header and the latest post; and Henry looked like Emmanuel Lewis. (Okay, that last one was a joke.) So, do you have these problems? Or does [...]
My goal in life is to make Kristen and Henry happy. Really, there’s nothing else. I mean obviously I want to help in keeping everyone fed and clothed and sheltered, but that’s not a goal as much as it is a necessity. With Kristen, this can be tough. She has a keen understanding humor (I [...]
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).
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