storing fat for winter

So my 3 month old baby is wearing 6 month old clothes, which fit him perfectly. Is there something off with the sizing or is my baby really that gigantic? He's already larger weight-wise than the 6 month outfits say they fit, but he's not quite that long yet.

Aw, yeah! Chunkeroo!

virtues

A spider is the epitome of patience. He picks a spot, spins his web, and waits. He is not aggressive, though carnivorous. He is not pushy, flighty, or indecisive. He sets his course and stays it. He waits to be fed.

But at what point does patience become lack of initiative, stupidity? When does the spider decide to pack it in and start anew? How long does he await sustenance before realizing it may never come? Is there a point of resignation, apathy? I wonder how many spiders starve to death.

level up

Today Abraham was lying in bed kicking up a storm and I remarked how strong he is and how much stamina and energy he has. That’s when I realized that, aside from his lack of dexterity, he would be an awesome Diablo character.

Thanksgiving post

So for the past couple of weeks, I’ve been thinking about how I want to make a Thanksgiving post, touching on both things that I am thankful for and the holiday events, and yet somehow manage to not make this post too lame or sappy. I have not found a way to do this, which is why I kept putting it off, but the window of time in which that sort of post is relevant is rapidly closing (or already closed), so here goes with it, lame or no.

I am thankful (of course) for my sweet, adorable, best baby in the world.
I am thankful that over the break, I barely had to hold said baby at all. Haha, terrible mother.
I am thankful for many varieties of stuffing and/or dressing and that we got to have TWO Thanksgivings this year. It was really awesome because I love food, and I’m determined to find a way to make this happen every year.
I’m thankful that all the siblings were able to be together for the first time since last December. I’m not thankful that it only lasted a couple of days. Boooo!
I am thankful that we have a house, and cars, and food, and computers with internet.
I am thankful/incredulous/feeling old that we’ll celebrate our 5 year anniversary in a couple weeks. Seriously, married for five years? I MUST be an adult!
I’m thankful for the amazing Baha’i community in Nashville and all the wonderful opportunities for service that I have had (junior youth included, I swear).

I’m thankful for lot of other stuff too, but you get the idea. Holiday events included paintball, football (or in my case, watching paintball and football), food, noodles, more food, a baby photo shoot, looking at pictures, watching Aladdin, sleeping, not sleeping enough, talking, laughing. But no board games or flying kites. Also very little throwing up! It was overall pretty rad.

what's in a name?

Earlier this evening we were playing with the baby on the bed and Anderson started saying, "Abraham, Abraham," trying to get Abe to look in his direction. Which didn't happen. And then he was sad because the baby doesn't know his name. But COME ON, can you blame him? We rarely call him by his name! Instead he is:

Ham
Baby Ham
Little Ham
Super Tiny Ham
Hammie
Hambone
Ziggle (what?)
Abe
Abey
Abey Baby
Cutest Boy in the World
Bud
Buddy
Little Bud

What loving, strange parents!



Btw, ABE IS ASLEEP RIGHT NOW! So is Anderson, but that's not as exciting. This kid has not been Mr. Easy Baby lately, so I am mighty pleased with his unconsciousness. Now I just need to work on my own.