Dax's Journal

Harness the power

Can somebody explain to me why, after being nearly buried completely in a virtual avalanche of Christmas toys, my son will seek out only the most dangerous or disgusting things in the house to play with? What is the appeal of the stinky, germy diaper pail? Why does he insist on flicking the garbage disposal on when we are trying to do the dishes? Why must he gravitate toward any outlet with a plug in it?

Because he can, I guess.

Right now Dax is enjoying his bedtime stories as performed by Daddy. He absolutely loves storytime. There are certain books that have been read to him so many times that he knows some of the words.

Speaking of words...Dax has become quite adept at playing mimic. He will repeat almost anything you say. He will also repeat sounds and will even "sing" along to songs on the radio.

Last weekend we took a trip to San Francisco and Dax had a ball. We stayed at the Argonaut Hotel on Fisherman's Wharf and got to go to the aquarium with our friend Alina and then we saw my cousin Neil and his new house.

Alina and Dax at the aquarium.

Neil and Dax.

Let's just get this out of the way. Ok? See, there are some things that I didn't think I would ever do before I had a kid. And you are about to see photographic evidence of one of those things.

Dax fancies himself a Big Boy. One who deserves the freedom to roam. One who should not have to suffer the indiginity of being stuck in a stroller. Strollers are for babies. So what do you do with a very small child who wants to walk around in a very big city? You harness him.

That thing he is wearing is a puppy dog backpack. It has a tail. It is cute. The cuteness is meant, I think, to distract you from the fact that we've put our child on a leash.

The weird thing? This is one of THE BEST THINGS we have ever purchased. Seriously. Dax loves it. He gets to walk around "freely" and I get to not have an anxiety attack. It's a win/win situation, don't you think?

I promise we'll stop using it by the time he's 18.

Maybe.

Long time no update

I haven't updated in a very long time. Believe me, I have plenty of excuses. But I honestly don't have time to write about those. Instead, let's take a look at what is going in in the world of Dax.

My poor little man got four shots today. And he's teething. Molars. On the top AND the bottom. Despite the fact that he is clearly in a lot of discomfort, he is still in pretty good spirits.

At his checkup today he weighed in at 22 pounds and he's up to 30 inches tall. He showed off for Dr. P with all the words he can say now. He really charmed her with "bumblebee".

Speaking of charming....my wonderful friend Dana knitted Dax this adorable hat. He's a handsome little devil, no?

She also gave him some finger paint to use in the bathtub. It is blue and makes bubbles and smells like bubble gum. Dax took his first bubble bath tonight and he loved it.

This weekend we'll be in San Francisco. This will be Dax's second time there but I think he'll enjoy it a lot more this time.