July 2006 Archives
Another round of vaccinations and black tar heroin injections for the lad this past Thursday. He handled it pretty well all things considered; the screaming barely broke 100 decibels so it was a good time for all. Another thing he almost broke was the doctor's scale. Our wee little lad comes in at 18 pounds and 13 ounces with a length of 26.25 inches. That puts him in the 95th and 83rd percentile. But where he really kicks ass and takes names is head size. 46 centimeters baby! 99th percentile! KA-BAM! (Don't ask us why the first two measurements are in English while head size is in metric. We are just lackadaisical parents that let our kid play with knives and power tools.)
Another fun occurrence this weekend was Jonah's first baby-sitting adventure with Grandpa Jay and Grandma Eileen. Everyone escaped unscathed (even the parents) and everyone had a great time. Coincidentally, this marked the first time that Mom and Dad have seen a movie in a theater in about 5 months. Movie of choice: Little Miss Sunshine. Twas an entertaining flick but honestly, after 5 months of not setting foot in a theater, Gigli on the big screen would have rocked their world. One would think that with this chance for freedom the parent's of Jonah (POJ) would have headed off to the nearest bed to get some solid sleep but that's not the way the POJ roll. They live! They venture out into the world and park illegally! They watch movies with strangers sitting right next to them! They eat two big tubs of popcorn! West side! Represent!
The Biggest Little Baby In The Union met The Biggest Little State In The Union last week. The 1,048,319 inhabitants of Little Rhody (as well as some of our neighbors in Massachusetts and Connecticut) probably heard the squeals of joy when grandson #1 arrived at Chez Memere (that's Grandma's House for all you non-French Canadians out there). From there it was pretty much a game of pass the baby as numerous great-aunts, great-uncles, an uncle, a grandfather, some grandmothers and second cousins showed up to manhandle the little man. Great fun for Mom and Dad. And no one dropped him! Yay!
But now our arms are weak and scrawny from not carrying the boy while we were there. We probably should have carted around a 20 pound bag of potatoes while he wasn't in our arms. Other than that, twas a great trip and everyone had fun fun fun while sweating sweating sweating. Mom and Dad each managed to finish a couple of books which hasn't happened in eons.