LizaWasHere

He gave me such a nice long sleep last night, all the way from 2am to 7:30!!!

And then he proceeded to eat every hour and a half until 3 pm. Since then, it was a nap-snack-look around-nap-snack-look around cycle for about 4 hours (snack = he eats like a starving maniac for up to 2 minutes, then cries and howls until I move him away from the milk truck). Each cycle takes about an hour.

Aunt Anna arrived part way through that series of events, and bravely volunteered for a tour of diaper changing duty. While it didn’t make it to the projectile pooping hall of fame, he did manage to psyche her out mid-change and poop on his outfit, the outside of the clean diaper, and the surface of the pack & play. She took it bravely!

Aunt Anna also brought presents! They played together with a cute brown cow, and the grown-ups admired his new distressed jeans and t-shirt with pre-drawn bling. At the rate he’s growing, it should fit very soon.

Today was also eventful for The King’s mommies, who got word of his start date at the local infant-accepting Montessori school! June 5, they’re almost certain. Assuming that we get medical sign off on the leave plan — which was developed when I expected to have a vaginal birth — that date is only 2 work days after the end of my FMLA leave. Which should work perfectly!

We also got our registration packet with everything we need to bring, and information on how to be a Montessori parent at home.

We have a lot to learn.

Fruit & Veg Count, 2/28: Maybe 1/3 of an organic gala apple, 1/4 cup sauted zuchini & summer squash

This was a VERY exciting weekend here in Booski Haus. First, Grandma & Grandpa visited, and the King went out for dinner TWICE. Jill and I also left the house alone together for approximately 3 hours, leaving the King to survive with new grandparental minions.

Then on Sunday, while his grandparents were off getting lunch, (Honorary) Uncle Jerry & Aunt Cindy called, asking how far away we lived from the airport! They had a long layover here, en route home from a family bat mitzvah, and could they come meet The King?

We would like nothing better. They arrived less than an hour after the Grandparents left, and the King slept through the entire visit. At least it was a peaceful snooze; The King obviously knew that he was in the presence of admirers.

And we learned other exciting things during the course of their visit. First, The King’s first name is also Jerry & Cindy’s son Nadav’s middle name. And he was exactly the same size at birth as their son Ariel, who quickly grew into a strong & healthy man. (Really quickly. Ariel had a full beard before he started high school. College women hit on him when he was 13. Fortunately, he didn’t realize it at the time.)

Since there may be a parallel universe out there in which I am 10 years younger, straight, modern Orthodox, and married to Ariel, I have absolutely no problem with Noah growing up as much like Uncle Ariel as he’d like.

The whole family is just one of the coolest and most wonderful collections of people we know; they’ve been fixtures at my family’s Christmas Eve celebration for the last 20 years or so. And the first road trip we know that we’re taking with The King is back to my hometown this summer, for Uncle Ariel’s wedding to the lovely Aunt Dana. It was a delight to have their surprise visit!

And Jill got a fabulous picture of The King a little while ago while he was trying to decide whether or not to get fussy. He ultimately decided yes, he would get fussy, but before that, he started showing off his new ability to notice objects other than the milk truck.

Plus, he just looks cute!

QUICK NEWS UPDATE: Props to the singer Meatloaf, and particularly his hit song "Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad."  Mr. Fussy  The King was on a car ride in the effort to get him to quiet down, which failed  completely until this song came on the radio.  In fact, Jill wants you to know that he fell asleep at the line "There ain’t no coupe de ville lying at the bottom of a Cracker Jack Box."

One set of grandparents came to visit for the weekend! Since Grandpa hates having his picture taken, here’s a picture of The King and Grandma in the nursery that Grandma was in charge of painting.
I think The King likes having grandparents! They certainly like having a little King to play with and spoil.

During the couple of days before Grandma and Grandpa arrived, The King has been running his mommies ragged. Here’s how it looks when mommy gets delirious trying to get The King to settle down:

And finally, here’s what The King looks like when he’s exhausted and run down, just like his mommies:

Sadly, our camera is no good at close-up pictures — we can’t get them to come out in focus. So all of our attempts to zoom in on his little face or his tiny toes are pointless….

Still no fruit & veg update for me — I ate a normal dinner last night, and when I got home, regretted it almost immediately. It looks like I’m going to have an apples & rice & dry toast kind of day.