Saturday, March 25, 2006


Anna has her first tooth! She's been super cranky for over a week. I thought she was teething, but it just seemed to be taking forever. On Wednesday night her nose started to run like a faucet and on Thursday morning, there was a tiny little bottom front tooth poking through. It's not there in this picture. I just thought the picture was cute. Lately, she won't open her mouth for anything. You can hardly get a spoon full of mushy Gerber fruit into her. And there's no way she'll open wide for a good look at the offending tooth and raw gums. I tried to rub her down with orajel and I'm fairly certain her lips are now numb but I doubt anything reached her gums.

Monday, March 20, 2006

Annoying Toddler Questions

William has officially reached the age of the annoying toddler questions. For him, it is not the ceaseless repetition of the word "why" as I remember from interaction with other children. At this point, he doesn't seem to have any grasp of the word "why." Instead, his question is completely related to his relationship with his sister. The question I hear far too often in an average day is "what does Anna want?" Generally, this question is asked when Anna is struggling with all her might to get to a toy William has left just out of her reach. When William poses the question the first time, I generally pick the obvious answer as the one to give. "She wants your insert toy name here." Unfortunately, this has no effect on him. Instead, he responds to my answer by asking again, with identical inflection, "what does Anna want." So, I look harder. What answer am I not giving that would satisfy this child? I haven't found it yet. We spend what seems like hours every day with William demanding to know what Anna wants and me incapable of determining what it might be. Sometimes, for variety, William throws in the phrase "to see" at the end. "What does Anna want to see?" Invariably, I tell him that she wants to see something related to him. She wants to see him eat. She wants to see him play. She wants to see him take a stinkin' nap, darn it!!!!! He doesn't accept these answers any more readily. So, I guess we've entered a stage where William is realizing that Mommy doesn't know all the things he wants to know. Perhaps if I could just figure out what Anna really and truly wants as she's reaching for William's toys, we would all be happier here at home.

Saturday, March 18, 2006

I'm a VERY lucky man

I took William and Anna to dinner last night while Kris was at orchestra. We sat across from two old couples who just adored Anna. They asked "Daddy, do you have a shotgun? Cuz you're gonna need one!" They were also impressed with how good William was... eating his pasta; not to mention all my broccoli and carrots. When they left, one of them said, "You are a verly lucky man." I thought on that for a while and have to agree completely. I have the best two kids and wife one could hope for.

Where do you get a shotgun anyway? Looking at this picture, I'm seriously considering it...

Do you like cars?

Only someone who really, really likes cars would wear this shirt. It was our gift to William in honor of "Gone Digital" day... Once I went to Utah and forgot to pack any shirts. I ended up wearing loud hawaiian shirts every day because that's all Dad had in his closet.