Baby Video of the Day

My mother sent this to me. Very cute.

Pics of Alina

Alina and I got to hang out today while the girls went to get their toes done. Here are some pics.

A visit from Alina and company

So, our friends, Leanne, Tiffany, and Tiffany's daughter Alina are in town this weekend. Here's a picture of Alina and Leanne by the beach at Alki. Taken with my phone, so it's not great. I'll try to snap some with the better camera while they're here.




Anyway...Alina is super cute. But, man does she have a set of lungs. The first day she was here, she had a bit of a meltdown. Granted, she had been on a plane and then in the car for quite a while. I probably would have had a meltdown, too. The point of bringing it up isn't to highlight the meltdown. It's to highlight what we all could do about it.

Nothing.

Nothing would soothe this kid. Tiffany was driving, trying to say calming things to her. I was making my best funny faces, much funnier than the one I normally wear. Nothing was working. It was like all the sorrow in the world had landed upon her and she was going to make sure we know how she felt about it.

This is probably the #1 thing I am worried about being a father. I am excited to meet my son and to have fun and do daddy things. The crying, the fits, the meltdowns...all this freaks me out. How the heck do you deal with that?

I know everyone has their methods. I'm sure if I had an audience of 100 readers, I would probably get 101 responses to that question. It's something we'll have to figure out. But, man...I'm not looking forward to that part.

Still...Alina is super cute.

Starbuck isn't a Cylon

The 2nd part of the genetic testing we didn't ask for came back today, and all is normal. No downs syndrome, no birth defects, no Cylon genes.

Three tomatoes are walking down the street

Didn't you see Pulp Fiction?

Three tomatoes are walking down the street- a poppa tomato, a momma tomato, and a little baby tomato. Baby tomato starts lagging behind. Poppa tomato gets angry, goes over to the baby tomato, and smooshes him... and says, "Catch up." (Ketchup...get it?)

Speaking of tomatoes...that's how big Starbuck is. An heirloom tomato, specifically, according to Baby Center. Don't know an heirloom tomato from a Goodwill tomato...but, whatever.

Stupid Boy Clothes

Why is it that baby girl clothes are so much cuter than baby boy clothes? I mean, really?

For baby girls, you can get these cute little dresses with cute little bows and stuff. Baby boys get this yucky baby blue color with a smiling whale that's saying Sea Adventurer. That's stupid. I mean, I am not the most fashionable...but, Sea Adventurer?

We were at target this evening because Shaundar has been desperately wanting this pair of maternity Gauchos that she ordered off the website in March or something. She periodically checks the stores to see if any have come in because the website has been backordered.

We decided to check out the infant clothing.

Hey...this is cute! So is this! This is just adorable.

Okay, since we're not having a girl, let's move over to the boys clothes.

Ugh...this is stupid. I'm not dressing my kid in that. Does a 2 month old even know what a helecoptor is?

For those of you that anticipate being on our registry...please do not buy Starbuck any goofy clothes like, "Daddy's Little Angel" or "Too Cute for Time Out" (I don't care how cute he is...little brat will be in time out if he messes with me). Everyone is going to have to find that line between "Cute:Stylish" and "Cute:Disgusting."

Cute:


Really Cute:


Lame:

Can you say Boo?

Just thinking of the first words I am going to teach Baby Boy Starbuck. If the Mariners don't pick their game up, the world's newest Mariner's fan is going to be joining his daddy for a big fat "Booooo" come 2009.

Starbuck it remains, for now

While we have a clear front runner for naming, it's not set in stone, yet. We're going to keep considering names before officially declaring what will appear on Starbuck's birth certificate. So...Starbuck remains Starbuck, for now.

Anyway...#1 cool thing about this week. I'm having a son! Starbuck has gone from "Baby" to "our son." The second after hearing, "Looks like we have a little boy" this became more real.

Not that it wasn't real before. But, it was only real in watching my wife get larger and crankier. The previous Ultrasounds, while cool, still never pushed the button in my head that really made me realize that there was a person in there.

But...switching from Baby to Son has definitely pushed my mind in that direction.

Shaundar got me a Father's Day card "from my son." Which was very sweet of her considering I got her zilch for Mother's Day. Not that I was forgetting like a neglectful husband/father...I just still have to get used to this whole parenthood idea. Mother's Day means Don't forget to call your mother. Not...don't forget to get something for your wife.

Anyway...she got me a card and wrote all these gushy things in in and signed it, "Your Son." I got all weepy, damn me. I don't get weepy. Knock that crap off. Chug a couple beers and fire up some Rock Band! There. That's better.

Won't it be great when I can teach my son how to play?

Aw, man...here we go again.

All signs point to Penis

Apparently, we're having a boy. I'm already planning Baby's first Marniners game!

We have to go back in about 3 weeks because they weren't able to see everything they need to (they were continually trying to focus on the heart. This has me slightly worried. Although, my untrained eye thinks it looks the same as last time, only bigger). But, she seemed pretty sure that she saw a "little scrotum and penis." Who you calling little?

Anyway...they want us to come back after the 20 week mark as Starbuck will be a little bigger and hopefully more cooperative when it comes to moving around.

For the record...the girl's name we wanted to use was Jadzia. It's a form of the Polish name Jadwiga (pronounced Yad-Wiga, but we wouldn't do that to the kid). That name is apparently out, now.

Once we're 100% on the boy's name, we'll tell you what it is. I can't get Shaundar to commit. I think most of that is because she really wanted a girl and loved the name Jadzia. But, I have a feeling she'll quickly get over that once she starts decorating the nursery.



Get it? Male Man?
I know...weak. But, I needed a picture.

It's Raining Babies

Congrats to our neighbors, Megan and Rusty. And, welcome to the world, Lia.



Lia was either born on 6/11 or 6/10. I haven't spoken to the family, yet. I'm just getting this from facebook.

IT'S A...

...nother day and a half before the ultrasound. Dang...have some patience, people.

Who taught you manners?

Shaundar was telling me a story about her trip to work, this morning.

We live in West Seattle and Shaundar works downtown. Our house is about 2 blocks from the bus line, so as long as she's able to comfortably make the walk, Shaundar will probably continue to take the bus to work.

Unless her experiences continue to mirror the one today.

So, this morning, Shaundar gets on the 21, which, this morning, was pretty full. Shaundar gets on the bus, and finds no seats left. She and one other person are left standing.

Did I mention that Shaundar is pregnant? And, if you saw the pictures below, you can see that it has become pretty clear. I will grant you, she is not 8 months pregnant. But, she is still the pregnant lady standing while everyone else sits. What's wrong with this picture?

Here's what should happen. Once the pregnant lady gets on the bus, guys should be fighting over who gets to stand so the nice lady who's in the family way can comfortably take a seat for the 20 minutes ride to downtown Seattle.

"Take my seat!"

"No...Take MY seat!"

"I got up first!"

"No you didn't! You were only leaning forward by the time I was fully erect!"

"Stuff it, Hippie!"

"You stuff it!"

At which point, the pregnant lady can gracefully take her seat while the chivalrous gentleman battle for the status of "Wellest Mannered."

But, unfortunately, Seattle has become so "liberated" that we've forgotten what it means to be a gentleman to a lady.

For the record...Shaundar says she hexed all the men on the bus. I hope they all get zits right in the middle of their foreheads that last for 2 months.

A shout out to my Homies...or Homettes. Whatever

Even before I so masculinely knocked Shaundar up, I have been surrounded by pregnant ladies.

I would like to give a shout out to 2 in particular who have recently relieved themselves of their burdens...uh, I mean their miracles.

Welcome to life, Gavin, Eugenia's little one:



Gavin was born on May 20 at 8.2 pounds.

Also...welcome to the world Elle, Denise's new bundle of joy:



Born June 7 (4 weeks early) at 3 lbs, 12 oz...freakin' tiny. But, she's doing very well.

Ah, life. What a beautiful (poopie, screaming, attention grabbing, Xbox killing) thing.

What is a turnip, really?

You know...I've heard of turnips, before. But, I honestly don't know if I've ever eaten one before. Regardless...Starbuck is the size of one.

I think that if the naked mole rat were a vegetable, it would be a turnip.

Baby Picture of the Day

As a side note...today, for the picture, I simply searched MSN for "baby." Under related searches, it gave me "Anderson Cooper."

What?

Japanese women have been doing it for years

I am going to the Mariners game today, which for some stupid reason is an early day game. Considering tomorrow is an off day for travel, I am not sure why this game has to be at 1:00.

Anyway, for a while, I have been wanting to get to the Benihana for their all you can eat sushi lunch buffet. But, I work in Redmond. And, when I work from home, it's still a hike to get from West Seattle to downtown without taking a chunk out of my work time.

But, today...I am just signing out for the afternoon. So, that gives me time to go down before the game and scarf down some raw fish.

Since I love her to pieces, I called Shaundar to invite her to join me.

It was then that she so politely told me (in that soothing Shaundar "Are you an idiot?" way) that she can't have sushi.

That's just dumb. Sushi is great. And it's full of Omega 3s, right? I mean, sure there's that whole Mercury poisoning thing...but that was just a phase, I'm sure.

This has been pretty trying for Shaundar to have to give up sushi. In her honor, I will now depart for Benihana and eat even more sushi on her behalf.

Muppet Babies Picture of the Day

Hey...Muppets have babies, too.

Actually...do Muppets actually HAVE babies? I mean, the Muppet Babies are just baby versions of the adult Muppets. And, didn't they live in an orphanage? Do they all have the same parents (making it very likely that said parents are super freaky) or did various mammels and reptiles and whatever-Scooter-and-Skeeter-are-ses have talking babies that stand erect at the same time. Why isn't National Geographic on this? I mean, they can put together a video of the inside of a womb (with the help of computer animation) but they can't figure out how a singing frog came to be?

And, who the heck is Skeeter, anyway? We never see her again? I'm betting she realized that there were better things in life than working on a variety show with B-list celebrities.

Anyone for Guacamole?

Starbuck = Avacado. Or, at least the size of one.

Mexican sounds really good tonight. Que Pasa su Pasta? What, What?