Feb 102002
 

Finally checked out Ironworks BBQ today after living here for 12 years. The building and location are nice, but the food was mediocre. Coopers in Llano and Kruesz in Lockhart are still the two best BBQ places in central Texas.

It was a really nice afternoon here, so we took The Boy to Zilker, then came home, opened all the windows and hung out in the front yard.

 Posted by on February 10, 2002 at 3:39 am
Feb 032002
 

We went to Cyberworld 3D this morning at the IMAX theater in the Bob Bullock museum. It was a bit of a sensory overload for The Boy. He was fine at the beginning, but had to sit in The Wife’s lap about halfway through. The whole thing is really just an excuse to show off the technology and I must say it is quite impressive.

We just had a small celebration with Jaja, Nana and the three of us. The Boy got Atlantis on DVD, some books, Disney CD’s, a LeapPad and a Hot Wheels car wash among other things.

 Posted by on February 3, 2002 at 6:30 am
Feb 012002
 

That’s right, the chunk is now 3 years old! It’s hard not to resort to the cliches. My how time has flown. It’s hard to believe it’s been that long. yada yada. Anyway, here’s hoping that it’s a fun one for him. I’ve still got to go out and get him something. Doh!

 Posted by on February 1, 2002 at 7:32 pm
Jan 302002
 

I turned into a snot machine overnight on Saturday night, ended up staying home from work yesterday. I still feel like crap, but maybe I’ll get over it soon. I’ll just keep knocking myself out with TheraFlu™.

The Wife decided to repaint and retile the downstairs bathroom and it’s taking longer than expected, so we’re having to trudge upstairs for all of our shower/toilet fun. Of course, I haven’t been much help other than distracting the munchkin.

The Boy’s birthday is this Friday. Both of the grandmas will be in town. I’ll finally update the picture of the week if we get some decent photos.

 Posted by on January 30, 2002 at 12:17 am
Jan 232002
 

I sent this out to a few people, but am posting it here for those that haven’t seen it. This is a transcript of a recent morning alone with The Boy. Since The Wife works nights, there are usually a few mornings a week where he and I are the only ones in the house. It’s amusing and highlights the joys of dealing with a stubborn midget.

WAKE UP AND GO UPSTAIRS TO WAKE THE BOY

ME: “Morning, Boy. Time to get up.”

HIM: “I wanna watch movies.”

ME: “Don’t think we’ll have time for that. Let’s go downstairs.” (note: if (movie && turn off before end) then tantrum();)

ME: “Do you need to go potty before we go downstairs?”

HIM: “No.”

GO DOWNSTAIRS, TURN ON TV AND RUMMAGE THROUGH LAUNDRY TO FIND SOMETHING FOR HIM TO WEAR

ME: “What do you want for breakfast, waffles or toast with jelly?” (cleverly steering him to what we have)

HIM: “I no want toast with jelly.”

ME: “Waffles then?”

HIM: (nodding) “Waffles.”

GO START WAFFLES TOASTING

HIM: “(unintelligible)….peepee.”

ME: “Then go into the bathroom and go. I’ll be there in a minute.”

HE MOVES AT A GLACIAL PACE TOWARDS THE BATHROOM WHILE WATCHING TV

ME: “Come on, let’s go to the bathroom, then you can watch.”

WHILE STEERING HIM TO THE BATHROOM, I NOTICE THAT PAJAMAS ARE NOW WET

ME: “Did you already go peepee?” (a moot question as i’ve surmised the answer)

HIM: (nod sheepishly) (note: less than 5 minutes have passed since asking him if he had to go)

ME: “The Boy, I just asked you if you needed to go. This is disappointing. Please try and remember to pee in the potty.”

HIM: “No say that, Daddy”

WAFFLES ARE NOW DONE. TURN OFF TV. DRESS THE NOW NAKED BOY. CUT AND SERVE THE WAFFLES AND JUICE.

HIM: “I no want this. I want toast.”

ME: (now getting mad) “I just asked you what you wanted and you said waffles. Now I have to waste these and more time.”

GO START TOAST AND FEED DOG. QUICKLY PUT ON JELLY AND SERVE WHILE HEADING FOR THE SHOWER.

ME: “I’m getting in the shower. Please eat your toast.”

SPEED SHOWER SO HE DOESN’T HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO DECORATE THE DEN WITH JELLY

ME: (while dressing from the bathroom) “Are you eating your toast?”

HIM: “Yes. I all finished.”

ME: “Good job. Thank you. I’ll be out in a minute.”

HIM: (pause from the other room) “I take my socks off.”

ME: (from the bathroom) “Are you trying to drive me insane?”

HIM: “Yes”

 Posted by on January 23, 2002 at 6:20 pm