Friday, November 30, 2012

November

It got busy in November. Let's recount. The Dragon Boss learned how to crawl, looking a lot like a picture of evolution with his right leg propelling him up and out of the water and the house now reflects it with corners protected, outlets plugged, and the stairs barricaded which means that he's lost weight moving about while his parents have gained a pound or two sitting around watching him which is definitely not what happened on the Thanksgiving flight to Houston to stay at Uncle Margarine and Aunt Wizzie's new house where he never stopped crawling the entire flight and the entire time in Houston, unlike his mom who developed an unsightly and unfriendly abcess - I've become adept at spelling that word - in the back of her throat that required two visits to the ER for drainage, the second requiring the expertise of an ENT specialist while TDB and I walked to Courtney's for their 50c coffee and peanut butter, jelly and sliced strawberry sandwiches which TBD tried to eat now that he has two teeth, but I kept from him, worried about the old dog and peanut butter stories and how we already had one family member under medical care.
TDB's hosts for Thanksgiving
Reading, TDB is definitely reading
Spying on Uncle Margarine's neighbors
Papa spies an investment property
Teeth!
Let me crawl!
Protected corners
TDB develops self-sufficiency (out of necessity)
More than just pureed foods
Cutting teeth
What happens when Baleen visits Houston

Friday, November 2, 2012

Crawling

The Dragon Boss will not sit still. It'll be 18 years, at least, before I look him in the eye, but another year before I get off my knees because the little guy is mobile.

Our city apartment looks larger than it is from six inches off the ground, yet there are only five rooms, but in those five rooms are countless dangers. Sliding doors that can close on fingers, a step from the back of the kitchen to the patio, glass coffee tables with hard right angles, a hard fireplace mantle, the kind that put that scar on Uncle Margarine's forehead, and worst of all, a series of steps.

So we're off to the internet, the place we spend most our time learning about what's to come when we're not experiencing what's right now, to order protective devices: styrofoam for the angles, plugs for the electrical outlets, and a good gate for those stairs. But what we'll really be doing is crawling around the ground, making sure TDB doesn't find all those dangers that I haven't listed here.