Tuesday, September 23, 2003


 
Lincoln had his 2 month check-up today. He is developing well and growing too. He weighed 12lbs 11oz, was 23" long and the circumference of his head was 15 1/2 inches. He goes into the doctor smiling and laughing and in return they send as many nurses armed with needles as they have on hand. I tried to explain to him its better that then Polio. Im not getting through to him.
 


Monday, September 22, 2003


 
Wendy, Kobe and Lincoln are coming home today!!!





 


Tuesday, September 16, 2003


 
Lincoln is smiling and laughing more everyday. He cracks up when you get in his face and make funny noises at him.
 


Monday, September 15, 2003


 
PRIDE COMETH BEFORE THE FALL

Just yesterday I was bragging to a friend about how quickly our 18-mo-old Kobe was catching on to the whole potty training thing. And then I woke up this morning to a sweet voice coming out of Kobe's bedroom as he played nicely in his crib, waiting patiently for me to wake up. I opened his door, smiled as I caught a glimpse of his big smile as he saw me...and then I screamed.

On occasion, Kobe's diaper has been known to explode overnight, but on those rare occassions, it has only been a wet diaper. Not this time. An hour later, I am just finishing scrubbing down his crib, the walls, the floors, his toys...Stephen is just finishing giving Kobe a double-dip in the bathtub.

What can you do but laugh...and pray for stronger diapers!!!!
 


Saturday, September 13, 2003


 
Today Lincoln made his first trip out of town and is gearing up for a long trip next weekend to Missouri. He is enjoying his time with the Rock's but is looking forward to getting home and seeing his brother Kobe.
 



 
Dear Kobe,
I know that 2 nights and a day is a short time compared to the time in this lifetime that I will spend apart from you. I have been away from you for more time than this when you went to Missouri with your Mom. But then I felt like you left me. Now I feel like I have left you. I feel very sad about it, and I miss you very much. I want you to know that I will always love you no matter how far apart we are. See you Sunday.
 


Thursday, September 11, 2003


 
I'm sorry Mom.

Tonight Kobe was acting out around 8:30 due to being tired and ended up going to bed early. I told him that I would lay with him in our bed for 5 minutes so he could calm down before going in his bed. But I told him if he was playing around he would have to go straight to his bed.

So we lay down in bed. 1 minute he lays perfectly still looking up at the ceiling. A minute later I realize he has moved his face within inches of my head and is staring at my ear. I turn my head to look what he is doing and he starts cracking up. I tell him that it is time to settle down and if is going to get wound up he will go to his bed. He lays back down. 2 minutes later my eyes have closed. I open them and there is Kobe 2 inches away from my face with a little smirk on his face. This makes me smile, and his smirk gets bigger and bigger as I start to smile. Through my laughter I am trying to tell him to stop being silly. That's when it hits me. He STOLE that trick from me. That was my signature move. Mom would get all hysterical with me and I would flash the grin or tell her she looked funny when she was mad. Now it was all coming back, I was the one getting smirked at, I am the one who looked funny when I was mad and Kobe was pointing it out to me! How did I get here! How could this ever have happened to a sweet dad like me. I promptly spanked Kobe and put him in his bed.


Just kidding. I hugged him and just braced myself for what was to come, at least I am bigger now.
 


Wednesday, September 10, 2003


 
I've gotten to do many exciting things in my lifetime...fly to Vienna over Valentine's Day weekend; compete in national tournaments as a high school and college student; marry the love of my life 27 days after getting engaged...but there comes a time in every mom's life when excitement reaches its peak and you scream those magical words: My son just went potty in the big boy potty!!!

That's right. Kobe, who just turned 18 months last week, had his first successful out-of-diaper experience this morning!!! Now, I know he will look on this one day and hang his head in embarrassment that I'm blogging about this, but c'mon now! I spend my days chasing after an 18-mo-old and feeding and changing a 2-mo-old! This is the most excitement I've had in months!!! I'm entitled to share this, right? Besides, this is a life-changing moment for the boy! If people get excited about his first tooth, his first step, his head measurements, then surely this is blog-worthy material!

I wish I could say that he continued to use the toilet throughout the day...but alas! We changed four dirty diapers after the successful attempt! But hope is in sight! Way to go, Kobe!!!
 



 

Lincoln doing the cheese thing.
 



 


Kobe listening to a little music to break up the work day.
 



 
We have a gumball machine in our second floor hallway. Kobe knows that gum is for grown-ups and he is not allowed to have any. So he pretends. He pretends to put money in. He pretends to turn the handle. And he opens the cover and pretends to take a piece of gum out and put it in his mouth. Well yesterday he was either too into it or got confused between what was real and what was pretend. Wendy is getting ready to leave in our room while Kobe is playing in his room. Wendy calls Kobe and says "Kobe its time to leave." As she comes out of our room into the hall Kobe thinks he's busted so he hurrys to put his piece of pretend gum in his mouth and runs away.
 


Tuesday, September 09, 2003


 
Lincoln's new favorite thing is not vomiting. Kobe's new favorite thing is writing! Last boys day Kobe and I are sitting down for a nice lunch at McDonald's. Of course I have a number 1 in front of me and Kobe a cheeseburger Happy Meal (Ketchup only). We are finishing up when I reach into Kobe's happy meal box to distribute his worthless plastic toy. That's right, the "toy" the device that the people behind McDonald's have tricked all adults into buying for the kiddies, because we are nice big brothers/sisters/moms/dads/special friends. Then we find out the trick, the kid sees the toy, the toy overshadows the meal, the kid stops eating, we get mad, and abandon the booth quick enough for the next sucker to slide in. So this mood altering, mind blowing, life changing "toy" is really cool though right, so its all worth it. Wrong. It is a stinking piece of plastic formed into some weird thing that resembles whatever new movie (on McDonald's payroll) is out. By the time we get back to the car, the kid has dropped the toy in the parking lot or thrown it away and didn't even notice.

But... This "toy" was no ordinary toy, not to Kobe at least. It was a handheld Magnadoodle/Palm Pilot/Detective decoder. A pair of new size sixes couldn't have fit Kobe better. He loves to write more than anything! Without exaggerating, I can say that thing didn't touch anything except Kobe's sweaty little palms for the next 6 hours.
 


Friday, September 05, 2003


 
Yesterday Kobe started on the second half of his second year here on earth with all of us. I am not big on week 78 birthday parties so Kobe and I went out to get new shoes today. Really it was because it has cooled off significantly and Kobe only has sandels that fit him. We are not proud to admit that we bought matching shoes, but each of us feel very cool with our new shoes on.