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It was bound to happen sooner or later… October 19, 2009

Filed under: Schmooper — booksunread @ 1:46 pm

Yesterday I dug four kibbles of dog food out of Squidgey’s mouth. You can be sure he did not thank me for it. Especially after I pried loose the one he was trying secret away for later in his fist. Then, later in the day, he commandeered the dog’s bed. Coincidence?

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In other news, we’ve gone back to nap/bedtime bliss. Even as his napping has become a little hit or miss in terms of actually taking 2 naps a day, he’s at least quiet about it. You can put him up there and he’ll mostly talk to himself, sometimes for up to an hour before he drifts off. Or not. But at least there is no screaming. No sitting up there forever trying to rock him to sleep. There’s an occasional increase in volume like “hello? Anyone?” but then he stops. If he’s not out after an hour, it’s pretty much not going to happen, so I get him up. No nap means we’re in for a hairy late afternoon and early bedtime, but what are you going to do? Naps or no naps, it’s true what they say about how tired they get once they start walking because he is out like a light at bedtime.

He’s still not using any words in any meaningful way. I’ve taught him to sign “more” and he actually used it last week to tell me that he was hungry and wanted a snack. Of course, he’s not really clear that it means “more of what you are currently offering me,” and instead uses it more in terms of “hey lady, go get me something I WANT to eat.” He’ll use it correctly in context if I’m not shoveling banana chunks at him fast enough, but he’ll also sign it as he’s refusing another bite of vegetables and batting away the spoon, meaning, “move on to the applesauce and cheerios pronto, lady.”

And the look he gives you as he’s doing it and you’re not giving him what he wants is priceless-so indignant. On Friends, Ross and Monica had this childhood substitute for giving each other the bird where they bumped their first together (http://www.tvacres.com/greetings_ross.htm) and that’s the attitude it calls to mind as he insistently mashes his fingers together. Like, “so there! Now fork over the goldfish!”

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Wee drunken frat guy October 9, 2009

Filed under: Schmooper — booksunread @ 1:33 pm

Within 10 minutes of arriving, simply through their grandparent mind control superpowers, my parents had Squidge walking.  I mean actually locomoting from one location to the next, not simply launching himself off of something for a few step to crash into your arms. Actually walking. Like a person and everything.

Of course, once we turned the vidcam on him, his legs suddenly turned to jello and all leg/body coordination flew out the window. We did manage to capture this, though. The sound makes it.

I fully expect them to have taught him the alphabet by the time I get home.

 

Milestone October 2, 2009

Filed under: Schmooper — booksunread @ 2:40 pm

When I went to make Squidgey’s 15 month appointment today, I actually had to go look up the pediatrician’s phone number.  We’d been in and out of there so much the first 12 months, I had the number memorized.  So yay! it’s been so long since we’ve been that, I’ve now forgotten…but boo! my memory is kind of shot these days…

 

Bronze October 1, 2009

Filed under: Battle of the Scale — booksunread @ 2:10 pm

The 5K was Sunday and both Miguel and I took third in our categories.  Wheee! Of course, you have to take in to account the fact that I think there were only 5 or so runners in the women’s schmirty-something category.  Still, I beat a couple of them while pushing a stroller full of Squidgey.  Most importantly, I ran the whole thing without stopping, which was really my only goal.  I about fell over when they called my name during the medal ceremony.

Miguel, on the other hand, had actual competition. He came in third behind people who run triathlons for fun.  He also improved his time again this year, finishing in just over 21 minutes!  I finished 14 minutes later.  Which actually, when you think about it, I actually worked MUCH harder-he only ran for 21 minutes without stopping, I ran for 35 WHOLE MINUTES.

The run itself was a little rough. I felt like I was off rhythm from the start and was breathing hard well before the mile mark.  I had wanted to set my usual pace and not worry about what everybody else was doing.  But it was very hard not to get caught up in the pack.  I think that really affected how little I had to kick it up when the finish line was in sight.  I was REALLY sucking wind/wheezing by that point. 

So, it was a learning experience for my first 5K.  I did not feel like I was going to barf (for very long) after, and really I was minimally sore the next couple of days.  The route for the Shamrock Shuffle in March is the same, and I will be Squidge free, so hopefully I will improve my time some. 

It’s going to be hard though to keep training through the winter when I can’t run outside. I HATE running on the treadmill. I may have to get a community center pass so I can run on the indoor track there.  Somehow, my fancy schmancy Lifetime Fitness which is the size of 10 football fields does not have a track.

So I achieved half my goal-I ran the 5K.  The get into awesome shape part did not happen. Like, at all.  I only lost about 2 lbs-and that number is not low because I was gaining muscle.  It’s because all I was doing was running a few times a week (the 30 Day Shred dvd has not seen any action in weeks).  Meanwhile, the food log lasted about 3 weeks and then I was eating like I was going to the chair.  Sigh. Guess I need to recommit…again, some more…