Happy Halloween!

Cora had her first real Halloween tonight. Last year in the apartments we went to our upstairs neighbor and got a packet of Goldfish. Maybe that was two years ago...at any rate, one packet of Goldfish was her cumulative lifetime Halloween haul so far.

This year there are too many friends at school who know what Halloween is all about--loads of candy. So lest Cora feel betrayed when she goes to school in the morning (and because it's fun), we hit the neigborhood for some real trick or treating. She dressed herself in her Ladybug costume, discarding the color-coordinated red pants and shirt in favor of her own blue stripe shirt and flowered pants. We went to Anne's street and visited about fifteen houses in all, her pumpkin bucket sagging at the handles by the end of the night with the weight of her candy.

Baby talk

Oliver now has three words:
"Ma"=Mommy
"Da"=Daddy
"Buh"=Buh-bye now.

He's added "buh" to his waving, so we're pretty sure he knows what he's saying. Or he knows that he's imitating what we're saying.
He has enjoyed an explosion of freedom in the last two weeks after mastering the slithery crawl. He also shimmies on his butt with one leg straight out to the side. He cocks his left leg out straight, curls his right, then starts bouncing up and down, propelling himself forward. He developed this technique after constantly ramming his head into cabinets and couches when trying to get close to objects on the floor. The "dropping" game is also a new favorite. Oliver has learned that when he drops things off the high chair they disappear and then someone will pick them back up.

Cora's World

We got a chance to visit Cora's home away from home tonight as Abintra Montessori held an open house. Anne and Grandma Sally came with us to see what Cora does with all the time she spends away from home.

Here Comes Fall

"Ma...ma!"

Oliver finally said it today; the word every mother longs to hear after she has faithfully nursed and nourished her young offspring and he has been saying "da-da" for a month already. We were in the car on the way to Cora's school for an open house. Oliver was hungry and lunging enthusiastically at Kate's chest as she sat between the two kids in the back seat. As he waved his arm in the direction of her torso Oliver said very clearly "maaa...Ma!" And he kept saying it the rest of the night, usually when Kate was around. He's also starting to wave at us--he does the wrist swivel wave like a dignitary on a parade float.

Grandma's Little Helper

Da Kiddos

Oliver is in a pitiful state right now... he got his current round of shots at the doctor yesterday and his body is feverishly fighting off a volley of diluted but nasty bugs. He couldn't sleep last night and had trouble napping today too, so by 5:00pm tonight he was a woozy drunk, babbling incoherently in a half-cry, half-moan. And somehow he's still sweet. Not happy but sweet.

Cora got a full dose of boys tonight and couldn't be happier about it. Fog and Sarah had a party at their place and as luck would have it there was a five year old and and a six year old there. They all played hide and seek and streaked through the house, the boys taking turns either ostracizing or including Cora. One minute she was in the game, the next it's "Eww, girls! Get away!" "She's only four! We're five and six!" Of course I'm standing there feeling bad for her, forgetting that this is how the game of boys and girls is played, that cooties and rejection rituals are all just flirtation building blocks and certainly not taken seriously by the kids themselves. I was reminded of this when Cora sang all the way home in the car, making up lyrics to songs and opening the window to let the wind blow her hair. She was one happy kid.

Cora's past life

Yesterday morning Cora looked at me and said, "I was born before, you know. Before this."
"Really? Tell me about it."
"I was born in Twenty-Six. Before, when I was God, the first wind was invented by invisible fans. The wind you feel comes from big fans that you can't see. I invented those."

The kids eating snacks, Oliver eating trash

The kids eating snacks, Oliver eating trash
Originally uploaded by Wingates.

Sarah's photos

Click on the "Aunt Sarah's Photo Album" link in the upper right of the page for some new pictures of the kids...mainly Ollie and his man-boobs.

Oliver pulled up into a standing position on the couch yesterday. He's still not crawling per se, but scuttles his body across the floor like a fat crab. His physical progress is what strikes me with him, while at this point in Cora's infancy it seemed I could already hear her brain pulsating eagerly in her skull. It was about this time that Cora started responding to words and saying "oof oof" when we asked her what a puppy says. Oliver, on the other hand, doesn't seem drawn to intellectual pursuits just yet. He is intent on the tactile world, moving his body around, sticking stuff in his mouth. He eats like a horse already; Cora didn't really start solid food until she was a year old. When we wave and say good-bye to Oliver he just looks at us blankly, then at our hands, then back to our faces, as if he's thinking "there they go again flailing their arms around." He doesn't seem to think about doing it himself. Maybe he's relieved he doesn't share our arm-flapping affliction.

Cora's Bud

This morning we were eating breakfast and Cora was dawdling a bit, not too interested in her food. I passed her a cup and said "Here you go, Bud." Her eyes lit up and she said "Can you be Elise?" I agreed and finished the rest of breakfast as Elise. It was amazing. I didn't change my voice or anything, just said "bud" at the end of every sentence.
"Have more eggs Bud."
Are you going to finish your cereal, Bud?"
The effect was magical. Food gone.

Cousin Elise--priceless. And missed by her little bud.

Oliver's Travels

Oliver discovered the kitchen cabinet this morning. The silver knob caught his eye and he crawled over to examine it. As he pulled on the knob the door swung open, and as it did his weight shifted and he swayed to the side. He did this for a few minutes, swaying side to side, opening and closing the door, without realizing there was anything inside the cabinet. Then he changed his focus and I saw the lightbulb dawn over his head. Aha! There's stuff behind this door! A big bag of cayenne fish rub went right in the mouth. Luckily the bag stayed closed, but it was a sign of things to come. Time for cabinet locks!

Another milestone for Oliver

It seems the developmental milestones are falling fast and furious right now. In the past two days Oliver has mastered the Art of Sitting Up From a Crawl. It's almost creepy how easy it looks already. Sometimes he is snooching across the floor, pauses, and then he glides into a sitting position as if someone picked him up by the shirt.

His second tooth broke through the gums last night, so he's got two on the bottom now. He's always running his tongue over his tooth (now teeth) and jutting his bottom jaw out to feel it on his top gums. He's a trip.

He's a little less super mellow now--starting to get into "where's Mommy?" at times. Aunt Sarah kept him for a few hours this week and he screamed the whole time.

Cora is doing great, happy to be back in school. She's got a major crush on a boy named Daniel. He's twelve. Too old. Probably as tall as Daddy.

Not so sure about this...

Not so sure about this...
Originally uploaded by Wingates.

As you can see, Oliver has passed another threshold, away from baby land and into the world of normal humans. Real food. That means big stinky poops for Mommy and Daddy. Cora has been feeding him at dinner, which is a good way for them to bond. That second tooth will pop through any day now....

Oliver's Fisher Price Ad

Oliver Swing3
Originally uploaded by Wingates.

Oliver is seen here hanging casually in the swing in front of Aunt Anne's new house. He hung out a lot this weekend as the family did an extreme makeover of her bedroom while she was catering a wedding in Florida.

Change is in the air here as Anne will be moving out in a week or two. She closed the deal on her new house this week. Her new house is exactly two-tenths of a mile away from us. I'm said to say we still can't walk there without circuitous backways due to the lack of sidewalks for pedestrians and sense for drivers. Her house is very cute. Three bedrooms too, which we covet. Oliver now sleeps in our bathroom. He's not old enough to know the difference yet, but one of these days he'll wonder how he drew the short straw and sleeps next to the toilet.

Cora and I had karate class tonight. She lined up some stuffed animals as her audience and we performed a variety of kicks and punches. She has been intrigued by it since we saw some demonstrations this summer. The picture is of Cora's best karate pose, showing off her muscles for the camera. I think next summer might be a tae kwon do summer.

Oliver's first tooth....

Oliver's growing up now I guess....no more babies, just big rowdy kids after this. His first tooth popped through his bottom gums two mornings ago, and the second looks ready to push through as well. He's been drooling like a faucet for the last few weeks, so it was a relief to see he had a good reason to drool constantly. He's sitting up well too, but not so well that we don't surround him with pillows. Crawling is a commando-style belly crawl/lunge, often with one arm outstretched for a desired object. He remains humble despite these great accomplishments and seems to still appreciate the presence of his parents.

We're back!

Faces
Originally uploaded by Wingates.

We've been away for a while--from the computer mostly. It's been a flurry of activity the last few weeks as summer vacation drew to a close. Cora started school again last Wednesday. Kate and I drove with her to school. Some kids were screaming and crying, Cora was absolutely giddy. We pulled into carline next to one of her classmates from last year. She rolled down the window and yelled, "Hey Alex! Are we friends now?" She has been happy as a clam all week.

I went to a workshop for orthopedic massage in Pennsylvania a few weeks ago...amazing. The instructor could assess and treat complicated pain conditions that had been present for decades. I have a lot of studying to do.