Tuesday, April 27, 2010
I noticed that American Airlines did not have any kiosks nearby, so I approached a Delta airlines employee about information on how I could check in. After showing her my ticket, she gave me a confused look and informed me that I was at the wrong airport.
I ran with all of my luggage to the train terminal, where I took a train back into the center of Chicago, switched lines, and took the route to the correct airport. I made it to my terminal with about ten minutes to spare. So, the moral of the story is: when you are in a large city that could plausibly have multiple airports, you do not necessarily take the subway line that leads to a picture of a little yellow plane at the end.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Anyway, I might as well make it known that since I was a child, I've loved seeing couples where the woman was taller than the man. It seems a telling sign of a man (and woman) who refused to accept the ridiculous gender norms of our society. I am pleased that Stephen and I now qualify to be such a couple.
Guess who else is growing in their old age?
Yup, Kumquat. He's just a little string bean that fellow. When our doctor said we could give him solids, I got pretty excited thinking of all the fat rolls that would be the result of the avocado I would mash up, but it turns out he can't even get good tasting fruit and peaches to the back of his mouth. I guess we'll have to put those fat rolls on hold.
Update on us:
I'm done grading papers and Stephen is done with finals!
Our landlord won the biggest loser contest. He may or may not have taken something that would make him a frequent visitor of the restroom. (He would have won anyway.)
Chistian got his immunizations today (a month late) and has had a bad day since.
I'm wiriting this post without contacts, so forgive me if it has errors.
I hurt my back a week ago and have been standing up much straighter since.
Here's one of my favorites of our getting fatter and fatter Kumquat:
Did I ever mention that mother instincts totally skipped me?
A more recent picture of our little fellow:
I've thought since before I even started dating Stephen and he was simply "plaid shirt boy" that I was taller than him. It wasn't until we started dating that other people had us stand back to back and said we were the same that I started doubting my guessing-height instinct.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
This is a gmail chat conversation from this week during finals.
me: I'm back in the library
10:11 PM Rachel: home
me: Let me finish this test
I will have a lot of closure if I can have this done by the time I get home
10:12 PM Rachel: how long will that take?
10:16 PM me: Maybe until midnight
10:29 PM Rachel: lvo
10:30 PM home poem
i need you
to no longer roam
all right love, you need to get back to your papers
10:31 PM you're starting to lose it
but I think you're cute
Rachel: i think
I'm going to call a gnome
to get you back hom
under our dome
10:32 PM of our home
our baby is sad
because i won't nurse him back to sleep
and am just watching him
its been a while since I've just watched him
10:33 PM close
and then open
perhaps only one
should i nurse hime?
oh the answers
you could give if your
heart told you home
but instead tells you
10:34 PM to be a drone
in front of a computer
me: Okay, I'm going to save this and put it on our blog
Rachel: oh how our child will bemoan
10:35 PM such a casual tone
when you should be home
Friday, April 16, 2010
Chloe (name of my grandmother):
Aren't they adorable? I only have one cousin my same age, but Christian gets five!
He's such a lucky duck.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Another great one is The Very Persistant Gappers of Frip.
This is actually quite a good book for children or adults (we read it in one of my sociology classes).
Anyway, Happy Easter!
Thursday, April 1, 2010
but Christian usually falls asleep nursing in my arms. Yet, the last couple nights I've been tempted to use the crib (perhaps upstairs so the landlords can take care of Kumquat, ha!) because he is waking up EVERY 10 MINUTES and nursing. However, I just read this wikipedia article about co-sleeping and figure I can manage until Christian gets back on his beautiful sleep schedule he once had at night.
sigh, I guess we'll see.
As long as we're on the topic of the things parents sometimes do, but are considered crazy for doing it, I'll mention our attempts of cloth diapering.
It hasn't been bad. We've been using Chinese prefolds with simple plastic covers, except for the two cute covers from our friend Amy. Other than a stinky leak on a dear friend earlier this week, and forgetting to put the plastic over the prefold when we were going out to eat with Stephen's grandparents (everyone wanted to hold him and he was soaking wet) it has been great! We still use disposables (thanks to the generosity of a certain Brian and Erin) when we're going to church, campus, or are just too tired. Yesterday we bought our first pack of disposable diapers ever and hope it will last us for the next four months. We're just waiting for a deal on this site to order the bigger size for Kumquat. In total for cloth diapers we've probably spent $65 for the prefolds, $12 for the plastic covers and snappis. I'm not sure what the energy bill would add up to be, but we try to hang the diapers when we're not in a hurry to help reduce that cost. My mama gave us a great diaper pail to make the whole process less stinky and more sanitary which I definitely recommend if you're going to do it.)
p.s. This is deserving of its own post, but Christian has his first Cranney cousin! We made a visit yesterday to see this handsome little fellow, and ohweee, I think he's a keeper. I'm afraid our camera was out of batteries, but hopefully we can catch a couple photos in the next few weeks.