This is pretty much what we get, every morning, all morning : )
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Cody's World
Monday, July 28, 2008
Blissful Baby Bjorn
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Baby Sitter
So Freaking Cute
Cody Meets Riley
Friday in the Park with Cody
Gummy Bear
Hi everyone. I'm sorry I haven't blogged in awhile but Mom says we have been having a rough week. Actually she said a different word but she wouldn't tell me how to spell it and said I couldn't put it on my blog. My teeth still aren't here but I can feel them coming so I have been very very cranky. VERY cranky. And I just keep chewing on things but it doesn't help. I have tasted a lot of things over the last week. I especially like to chew on Mom's thumb. It's bigger than mine so it feels better on my gums. Mom says the next step is Scotch. I don't know what that is but I bet it's good! Mom says the question is who needs the Scotch more, her or me?





P.S. Do you see how my shampoo horns are getting longer?
P.S. Do you see how my shampoo horns are getting longer?
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Cody Loves Aunt Mary Beth!
Monday, July 21, 2008
From the Department of "It Could Always Be Worse" or "Yes, Me Again, The Guy With the Infant and the Surfboard"
Friday was quite possibly the longest day in our family's life. We started out for the Jersey shore at noon. We got there 13 1/2 hours later. Without our car.
The quick recap of the giant fiasco, mostly because for me the grief is still too near. : ) All times are approximate, and felt much, much longer than they really were.
12:00 p.m. leave for Jersey
2:00 stop at Maryland House, where Cody has an uncharacteristic freakout on the changing table (brrrr) and then refuses to eat. What? Cody? Refuse to eat?
2:45 Cross the border into Delaware
3:00 still in the same spot
3:15 still in the same spot
3:30 You get the picture. You're only supposed to be IN Delaware for 11 miles.
4:00 In desperation, decide to pull off at a TGI Fridays in New Castle, Delaware to feed all of us
4:45 Finish, decide to change CJP one last time before braving the traffic again
4:55 Finish cleaning up CJP, who has firehosed the entire bathroom, joke that things can only get better from here
5:00 Try to start the car
5:01 Try again
5:02 Realize we are wrong about things getting better
5:03 Call 1-800-AAA-HELP for the first of many, many times
6:55 "Tow Truck" comes, only it's not a tow truck as promised, it's a 17 year-old kid in a Mr. Lockout van. Only we're not locked out. Our spark plugs have melted or something.
9:00 Decide to Abandon Hope, All Ye Who Enter Here and wait it out at a hotel instead of at Fridays (where, by the way, Cody has eaten three times, been changed 4 times, and napped twice)
9:15 Confirm with AAA that tow truck will arrive soon and bring Jeep to Belmar (NOT BELMAWR) to the garage next to Mary Beth's house.
9:20 Take a moment to come to terms with the very real possibility that the surfboard will be either A) missing or B) irreparably damaged
9:21 Decide we so don't care, because a shower and nap are worth that price. Any price, really.
9:30 Arrive at Fairfield Inn to await the arrival of Monika and Sean, who were also heading up to the shore, just after us. My first time ever being an hourly guest at a cheap motel.
11:30 Monika and Sean arrive, and we cry with relief
1:30 a.m. Arrive in Belmar, where Aunt Mary Beth is sweetly waiting up for us.
1:35 Realize that Jeep has not in fact arrived, though AAA says it has
8:00 Find Jeep several blocks away, parked in an illegal spot. Amazingly, there is not yet a ticket, and there is still a surboard. God is TOO Great, Hitchens.
8:30 JVL and Monika push the car to the garage, which was apparently so giant and noticeable that the tow truck couldn't find it
8:30 p.m. Garage calls to say all melted parts have been replaced, and they threw in a battery to boot. We are out about a thousand bucks, but what can you do.
It could totally have been worse. We spent a lot of time thinking of all the ways it could have been worse while clinging to our last shreds of sanity and working our way through the dessert menu at Fridays. We could have been stuck on the side of 95 in the heat with a cranky kid and no bathroom or extensive menu options. We could have been in an accident. We could have lost the Jeep for good, and had to replace it with a mini-van, God forbid.
Despite all that drama, the truck got fixed (yes, the spark plugs HAD actually melted, along with some other important stuff), and we spent a peaceful afternoon like this:

So after all that, as you can see below, we triumphed. Or something.

The quick recap of the giant fiasco, mostly because for me the grief is still too near. : ) All times are approximate, and felt much, much longer than they really were.
12:00 p.m. leave for Jersey
2:00 stop at Maryland House, where Cody has an uncharacteristic freakout on the changing table (brrrr) and then refuses to eat. What? Cody? Refuse to eat?
2:45 Cross the border into Delaware
3:00 still in the same spot
3:15 still in the same spot
3:30 You get the picture. You're only supposed to be IN Delaware for 11 miles.
4:00 In desperation, decide to pull off at a TGI Fridays in New Castle, Delaware to feed all of us
4:45 Finish, decide to change CJP one last time before braving the traffic again
4:55 Finish cleaning up CJP, who has firehosed the entire bathroom, joke that things can only get better from here
5:00 Try to start the car
5:01 Try again
5:02 Realize we are wrong about things getting better
5:03 Call 1-800-AAA-HELP for the first of many, many times
6:55 "Tow Truck" comes, only it's not a tow truck as promised, it's a 17 year-old kid in a Mr. Lockout van. Only we're not locked out. Our spark plugs have melted or something.
9:00 Decide to Abandon Hope, All Ye Who Enter Here and wait it out at a hotel instead of at Fridays (where, by the way, Cody has eaten three times, been changed 4 times, and napped twice)
9:15 Confirm with AAA that tow truck will arrive soon and bring Jeep to Belmar (NOT BELMAWR) to the garage next to Mary Beth's house.
9:20 Take a moment to come to terms with the very real possibility that the surfboard will be either A) missing or B) irreparably damaged
9:21 Decide we so don't care, because a shower and nap are worth that price. Any price, really.
9:30 Arrive at Fairfield Inn to await the arrival of Monika and Sean, who were also heading up to the shore, just after us. My first time ever being an hourly guest at a cheap motel.
11:30 Monika and Sean arrive, and we cry with relief
1:30 a.m. Arrive in Belmar, where Aunt Mary Beth is sweetly waiting up for us.
1:35 Realize that Jeep has not in fact arrived, though AAA says it has
8:00 Find Jeep several blocks away, parked in an illegal spot. Amazingly, there is not yet a ticket, and there is still a surboard. God is TOO Great, Hitchens.
8:30 JVL and Monika push the car to the garage, which was apparently so giant and noticeable that the tow truck couldn't find it
8:30 p.m. Garage calls to say all melted parts have been replaced, and they threw in a battery to boot. We are out about a thousand bucks, but what can you do.
It could totally have been worse. We spent a lot of time thinking of all the ways it could have been worse while clinging to our last shreds of sanity and working our way through the dessert menu at Fridays. We could have been stuck on the side of 95 in the heat with a cranky kid and no bathroom or extensive menu options. We could have been in an accident. We could have lost the Jeep for good, and had to replace it with a mini-van, God forbid.
Despite all that drama, the truck got fixed (yes, the spark plugs HAD actually melted, along with some other important stuff), and we spent a peaceful afternoon like this:

So after all that, as you can see below, we triumphed. Or something.

Roll, Roll, Roll your Butt...
Lord of the Rings
Mom says I'm teething. And that I'm a one-baby drool machine. I don't know, but my gums sure do hurt. I just want to bite and bite and bite on things -- Mommy's hair, Daddy's fingers, and especially my hands. Mom got me these cool new toys to chew on and look! They fit in my mouth. Kind of.




"Some pains are physical, and some pains are mental, but the one that's both is dental." ~ Ogden Nash
"Some pains are physical, and some pains are mental, but the one that's both is dental." ~ Ogden Nash
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Hibernation
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
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