Here's an action shot of Elizabeth. See how sporty she is? She's kicking.
She's my daughter - she likes to sleep. When she is tired, she fusses and covers her eyes.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Awake and asleep
Here's an action shot of Elizabeth. See how sporty she is? She's kicking.
She's my daughter - she likes to sleep. When she is tired, she fusses and covers her eyes.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Weigh in
Elizabeth saw the pediatrician today for a well-child visit and some immunizations. She is in the 39th percentile for weight and the 99th percentile for height. She has grown almost 4 inches since she was born and is just under 26 inches! Both Ethan and Scott were months older when they reached that height; however, Scott outweighed her at a younger age.
I found a great playmat for her a few days ago, and she has made friends with the baby in the mirror. Check out the video for some great conversation...
Sunday, February 21, 2010
The gift that keeps on giving
For over 7 years, I have listened to KUSC, and a few weeks ago, I finally became a member and a financial supporter. I was feeling rich, I suppose, because we had received a lovely little tax return. Mr. M had previously sent money to our NPR station, and I felt like it was finally time to support the station I always listen to. PLUS, the thank you gift for a $25 donation was a mystery CD, which tempted me. (They promised it would be good.) I pulled over to the side of the road and called in to make my pledge.
Not many days later, I opened my mailbox and found a letter addressed to me with a return address of KUSC. I expected to find membership information, but what I found instead were 2 tickets to the upcoming LA Chamber Orchestra concert, an evening of Baroque music. A perfect birthday celebration for Mr. M and a great date!
Everything came together swimmingly. Uncle Shaun came to watch the kids. Despite some traffic delays and a late start, we arrived on time. Our seats were fantastic, and the program was worthy of being there. I was not familiar with any of the music, but it was Baroque, so it felt familiar. Among the musicians, I found* Dom Delouise on cello, Jessie from Toy Story II on violin 1, Sarah Palin on violin 2, and another violinist whose bangs seemed to move in opposition to her bow arm - much hair waving! I particularly enjoyed the Bach Concerto in D for 3 violins, for obvious reasons, and the Oboe d'amore concerto. The oboe d'amore soloist was a twinkly, smiley older gentleman. When he came onstage, the white elastic bands from his tux pants were hanging down the side of his leg and he was trying to tuck them in on one side, while bowing and acknowledging the applause. Some of the passages were quite long, longer than I could hold my breath, and yet, here he was, creating nuanced phrases and even crescendos. I wondered if he might pass out. He did not.
Our ticket stubs were good for a free dessert at a nearby restaurant, so we hightailed it out of the theatre for a small, but potent, serving of Orange Cake. Delicious!
When we arrived home, the boys were asleep, and Elizabeth was happily kicking on her playmat.
It was a very pleasant evening. Thank you, KUSC, and thank you, Uncle Shaun!
*The celebrities named above were not present, but the musicians reminded me of them.
Not many days later, I opened my mailbox and found a letter addressed to me with a return address of KUSC. I expected to find membership information, but what I found instead were 2 tickets to the upcoming LA Chamber Orchestra concert, an evening of Baroque music. A perfect birthday celebration for Mr. M and a great date!
Everything came together swimmingly. Uncle Shaun came to watch the kids. Despite some traffic delays and a late start, we arrived on time. Our seats were fantastic, and the program was worthy of being there. I was not familiar with any of the music, but it was Baroque, so it felt familiar. Among the musicians, I found* Dom Delouise on cello, Jessie from Toy Story II on violin 1, Sarah Palin on violin 2, and another violinist whose bangs seemed to move in opposition to her bow arm - much hair waving! I particularly enjoyed the Bach Concerto in D for 3 violins, for obvious reasons, and the Oboe d'amore concerto. The oboe d'amore soloist was a twinkly, smiley older gentleman. When he came onstage, the white elastic bands from his tux pants were hanging down the side of his leg and he was trying to tuck them in on one side, while bowing and acknowledging the applause. Some of the passages were quite long, longer than I could hold my breath, and yet, here he was, creating nuanced phrases and even crescendos. I wondered if he might pass out. He did not.
Our ticket stubs were good for a free dessert at a nearby restaurant, so we hightailed it out of the theatre for a small, but potent, serving of Orange Cake. Delicious!
When we arrived home, the boys were asleep, and Elizabeth was happily kicking on her playmat.
It was a very pleasant evening. Thank you, KUSC, and thank you, Uncle Shaun!
*The celebrities named above were not present, but the musicians reminded me of them.
Friday, February 19, 2010
Trickery, deception, and... yogurt!
Early in my married life, I learned that my husband and I had different ideas about food and its consumption. Faced with a pitcher of orange juice at the breakfast table, Mr. M drank as much as he wanted. I drank one cup and put the rest away for another day. Bananas were his cure for all woes, and if there were bananas and yogurt around, we had food, even if there was nothing else in the house.
I am still a rationer with some foods, like yogurt, and evidently, my children have caught on. Today, about an hour after the boys finished their after-school yogurt snack, I went to the kitchen to begin dinner preparations. There were two empty yogurt cups on the table, one per boy. Yes, I am trying to teach them to put trash in the garbage. It is a work in progress. When I opened the fridge, I found an empty yogurt container whose lid had been carefully replaced. Someone had eaten two yogurts and was trying to hide it from me!
I am still a rationer with some foods, like yogurt, and evidently, my children have caught on. Today, about an hour after the boys finished their after-school yogurt snack, I went to the kitchen to begin dinner preparations. There were two empty yogurt cups on the table, one per boy. Yes, I am trying to teach them to put trash in the garbage. It is a work in progress. When I opened the fridge, I found an empty yogurt container whose lid had been carefully replaced. Someone had eaten two yogurts and was trying to hide it from me!
Talents
My daughter is already beginning to manifest her talents. For example, when she spits up, she can get it on both the outside AND the inside of my shirt at the same time, while keeping herself clean and dry. Sigh...
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
My girl
You know that song?
"I got sunshaaaaaeeeeeyine on a cloudy day. When it's cold outside, I got the month of May. I guess you say what could make me feel this way? My girl, my girl, my girl...."
That's how I feel about Elizabeth. Even during those feedings that happen in the wee hours, she makes me happy.
Here is our sleeping beauty. (Yes, I know that is a princess reference. It fits!)
She is becoming more expressive. She is also quite a squirmer, always working those arms and legs, unless she's asleep.
And here are two of her favorite people:
"I got sunshaaaaaeeeeeyine on a cloudy day. When it's cold outside, I got the month of May. I guess you say what could make me feel this way? My girl, my girl, my girl...."
That's how I feel about Elizabeth. Even during those feedings that happen in the wee hours, she makes me happy.
Here is our sleeping beauty. (Yes, I know that is a princess reference. It fits!)
She is becoming more expressive. She is also quite a squirmer, always working those arms and legs, unless she's asleep.
And here are two of her favorite people:
Friday, February 12, 2010
Resident author
Harvey is a V.I.P. - Very Important Pig. He is the star of Mr. M's fantastic bedtime stories: Harvey the surfing pig, who lives in the crawl space under the boys' bedroom and pops up from the sewer out of our toilet.
Excuse me, as I type this, Scott is reading over my shoulder, and he has informed me that Harvey comes in and out of Scott's bedroom via the magic manhole mat. (For 3 Kings Day, our manhole scientist received a genuine Los Angeles Sanitary Sewer mat which looks just like a manhole cover.)
Harvey receives mail at our house on top of the toilet tank in the boys' bathroom. He has been the recipient and the subject of Scott's letters. I attach here below a sampling:
Evidently, Harvey attends church and likes to sing. He must go to a rockin' church because the title of this hymn, as you might notice is "Harvey Wipeout".
And here is a little drawing.
Scott also writes valentines (very sweet, even if it is the 100th time):
Here is what he calls a "Scott-to-dot".
Excuse me, as I type this, Scott is reading over my shoulder, and he has informed me that Harvey comes in and out of Scott's bedroom via the magic manhole mat. (For 3 Kings Day, our manhole scientist received a genuine Los Angeles Sanitary Sewer mat which looks just like a manhole cover.)
Harvey receives mail at our house on top of the toilet tank in the boys' bathroom. He has been the recipient and the subject of Scott's letters. I attach here below a sampling:
Evidently, Harvey attends church and likes to sing. He must go to a rockin' church because the title of this hymn, as you might notice is "Harvey Wipeout".
And here is a little drawing.
Scott also writes valentines (very sweet, even if it is the 100th time):
Here is what he calls a "Scott-to-dot".
Thursday, February 04, 2010
Great news!
On a whim this morning, I called Kaiser to see what was up with our appeal to get Elizabeth's coverage. We sent our appeal letter a month ago. Thankfully, the Member Service agent who answered was a doer. She looked up the application, read the notes, called the underwriters, got everything straightened out... The short story is that beginning 2/15, Elizabeth will have health insurance -hooray!
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