Green Means Go

Another weekend, another Go, Go, Go!

Which is great! We love to let you explore, bounce, discover, run, dance and burn off all that energy! Now, that's not to say there's not downtime: we have plenty of time to relax and cuddle and make french toast breakfasts and just play imaginatively upstairs.

But, we also get to go to the bounce house:

(p.s. I was very proud of you on this visit to the bounce house, because you decided to leave the Pirate Game (a video game demo you love to sit and watch for...ever....) on your own accord!)

And Chuck E. Cheese:

And the Dallas World Aquarium:

And Mimi and Pops even took you to "Old MacDonalds" on your special day with them on Monday!


There's a lot of world to explore out there, and we're glad to give you and your sister the green light.

You both grow up so much, so fast, and always surprise us.

This weekend, Aidan, you cracked us up in the car. You were telling us the traffic light colors and meanings, like you love to do. But the ending was all new...

"Green means Go!" you said.

"Red means STOP!" you said.

"Yellow means...slow down...baby!"

You had us in stitches, and you knew it too. So you kept saying "Slow down, baby!"

And Julia, this week and weekend, you've really started to grasp several things: you're grasping toys and hair (and the glasses right off your mommy's face) with your hands; you're grasping your feet and you're grasping communication too.

You've recently taken to blowing bubbles and raspberries as an alternative form of communication.

And it's most welcome, indeed!

So, no matter what light we hit on the road, you both seem to be accelerating and growing and going...green green green.

I love it, and love watching you grow. But not so fast.

Slow Down, babies!

A Shirt Thing

We've been having a blast getting to know you better and trying to learn what you want and when you want it. We even tried giving your Nanneh the night off last night, after all, she's not gonna live with us forever, and your Mom and I are going to have to work out a system to feed you and sleep at the same time.

It actually worked pretty well. Your Mom has perfected something that neither Nanneh nor I have managed to do yet: she laid you down in your bassinet and you stayed asleep! That was key to the night working. But, you were still up for food every two hours, so the night was a little rough for all of us.

Also, you and I seem to have a shirt thing going on.

First of all, today is St. Patty's day so, us both being pretty green gung-ho, we both wore green shirts (you wore a whole green outfit). This really isn't a coincidence: I picked out your outfit!

As you can see, you took the news pretty hard that we're not Irish. Once they told me, I didn't react to well either:

But, that's okay. At least we look good in Green!

On to our next shirt adventure! The other day when I was working at home and holding you, I noted that your legs were cold. So, being a super genius, I slipped you into my sweatshirt, and there you stayed, snug as a bug in a rug (I hate that saying, but use it anyway). This is gonna be our new thing: since that day, you've hung out in my sweatshirt another time and even took a nap on my chest in the sweatshirt too!



For the record, that is the same sweatshirt that your mother graced with her lunch on the way back from Maine. Don't worry, we washed it.

But speaking of gracing one with their lunch, that brings us to our last shirt-venture for the day. A few nights ago after your Mom had just fed you a delightful dinner consisting of breast milk with a side of breast milk, you were just chilling on my chest, and I was patting and rubbing your back. Then, without warning, BARFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

I was momentarily taken aback, but kept my cool. I called for your Nanneh to come help.

Just as she arrived: BARFFFFFFFFFFFFF

Double barfsies all over Daddy's shirt! Totally awesome! Seeing as how you were face down on my chest when this happened, you yourself were covered: you had milk in your eyes and hair and face. But you weren't too upset.

Neither was I, to tell you the truth.

Here are the steps to clean up from such a mess:

1) Have Nanneh and Mommy take you and clean you up

2) Take 2 pictures of yourself doing thumbs up with throw up all over yourself (for the record)




3) Take a shower with shirt still on, cleaning you and shirt.

4) Dry off

5) Continue holding Aidan now that he's all cleaned up.


But don't worry, for the massive amount of throw up that you created on my shirt, you haven't lost a single pound.

In fact, your Mommy and Nanneh took you to the Doctor today and she weighed you: You're now up to 8 POUNDS! Dr. Accordino said you're gaining 1 ounce a day! That's something to be proud of...if you're a baby.

But if that were me making that kind of progress, soon enough I wouldn't be able to fit into any of my shirts at all!

Oh, and here's a nice and completely unrelated picture of you and your Mommy hanging around outside! The weather's getting nicer and nicer, so expect more of this!