Missed us?
Sorry. This is 100% my fault. I know, I sent out a semi-humorous letter during the holidays in which I, again, invited you to visit, but there was no new content. For months. Again, my fault. I hate to admit it, but on the daily priority list, this took a back seat to double ear infections, disclosure statements, charitable volunteering, threatening letters, soccer games, and, yes, my addiction to golf. And procrastination, but we can talk about that later.
Some of you may keep up with us via Facebook, but like here,
Ashley updates that about as frequently as humans visit the moon.
I'm more verbose, but mostly with goofy stuff that I find in the internet when I get a couple of minutes to surf the intrawebz.
Case,
in, point. (In my defense, I do like to post photos of the boys there.)
If interested, here are
some recent videos I've made with my handy-dandy new
Android-powered device, the
Motorola Droid, when we took the boys to play some mini-golf.
By way of ultra-quick update, Jack is doing well. He had his first tee ball practice on Tuesday and impressed the crowd with a barrage of bombs over the heads of the practice squad. I'm glad he's ready to hit off a tee because he refuses to do so at home, insisting that I lob him the ball, which he drills back at me about 90% of the time. First game is a week from Saturday, so I'll do my best to get pictures.
Jack remains almost dependent on Xbox 360 which frustrates me to no end. I have no one to blame but myself because I brought it home. Now I realize why my parents resisted the Segas and Nintendos when I was younger. Then again,
they didn't play them before having kids, either. I have to admit, after a long day, it is fun to blast some digital Nazis in high definition to let out a little frustration. But I fear that Jack has become a bit too needy for our time playing Lego Star Wars. As much as possible, I try to defer to other (preferably outdoor) activities when we play.
Sam remains the happiest 19 month old alive, but has recently decided to begin testing his limits. In short, he loves to be naughty. He is currently (last two days) struggling with a double ear infection, and we may be on the road to tubes. I'm not thrilled about it (as I fear hearing loss) but left untreated, hearing loss could occur anyways, so we may have to go the tube route regardless. No clue why this has been a persistent problem, but we definitely notice that he's been slower to pick up words than Jack was, but he's by no means behind the guidelines. The downside of double ear infections (other than the obvious) is that it turns Sam into his "Hyde" side. That is, he becomes everything he isn't on a normal day: needy, fussy and persistently whining, enough to tax our patience. Sleep becomes intermittent (up every 2-3 hours throughout the night) which puts additional strain on the two of us.
However, Sam, we've discovered, really digs music. If I turn on the iPod in the bedroom (it's attached to a stereo) he starts popping up and down and swinging his arms around. He completes the package with a smile the size of Texas and giggles as I dance with him. He brightens everyone's day and we are repeatedly receiving comments by strangers of "oh, he's so happy!"
So, to close, I'm intending to try to maintain this with less large "substantive" updates and more short ones with anecdotal stories about the boys (and, when appropriate, Ashley).
