Who the hell is BOB?

OK, first of all I see we have not updated in a month - so sorry about that. This past month though has been crazy and there is so much to share, mainly our trip to Greece. There will be a post soon with pic's and stories, but we went with Shelley's parents so between all of us there are 1500 pic's to sort through (damn digital cameras). The short of it is that the cruise was a lot of fun, but once we got home a jet lag baby (this trip produced a 10 hour difference at one point) is not a fun thing to have to deal with. On top of that Shelley was sick for a week which made it even harder.

On the speech front Cole has started to say a few clear defined words. MOM - his first word, even after all of my prompts to say DAD first. He does say DAD, but not as much - I guess the boobs have a little bit of motivation for him to say mom more. And lastly, he says BOB - this is in fact his favorite word and we have no clue who or what bob is. We would say it was just babble - but he clearly says BOB and will repeat it over and over again and will parrot it back to you if you say BOB as if to confirm yes that is the way of Bob. We are just happy he is starting to form words.

Now the long awaited nose bubble. This is not nearly as exciting as the build up has made it out to be, but I said I would share and share I will. A few months ago Cole was a little congested (He had a snooty nose.) I don't know if he was getting a cold or if the teething was producing it (we have heard it does), but I do know that during one diaper change something happened that I wish I had a camera for. I guess just enough snoot had collected in just the right place that when he he took a deep breath and sighed he produced one of the most impressive bubbles I have ever seen and it came from his nose - the right nostril to be more specific. It grew to almost the size of his face and then remained there fully inflated for a good 5 seconds before it slowly deflated. It was a pretty cool looking site, but it was gone before I could even think of getting a camera, so you will just have to trust me on this when I say I wish you all get a chance to see a good nose bubble in your life.

Until next time.

9 months old

Well, hard to believe, but Cole turned 9 months old yesterday.

Today he went to the pediatrician and learned he now weighs 18 lbs, 12 ozs and is 27 1/2 inches tall. Growing like a weed!

Here he is on his birthday yesterday, rapidly overtaking Iceland (not too much longer before he can kick Portugal!):

Here he is demonstrating his impressive crawling abilities (all the way to South America!) which will make taking these pictures much more difficult from now on:

And, since we didn't post them earlier, here are his pictures from:

8 months

7 months

And for earlier months, click here and here.

Daddy freaked out

Cole had his first experience with the ED.

No that does not stand for erectile dysfunction (thank you Pfizer for popularizing that one) I am referring to what was formally known as the ER – (ED is the PC term and stands for Emergency Department for all those non medical non get hurt people).

Anyways, I noticed a white patch on Coles’ tongue and freaked out thinking it was a freak genetic mutation or a large wad of paper that was stuck on the back of the tongue that would surely dislodge and restrict his breathing making him a living smurf. It wouldn’t scrap off, so I played the parental freak out card for the first official time (official meaning actually going to the hospital).

Long story short – we brought Cole to Children’s Hospital Oakland and after a two hour wait (it was actually very well handled – CHO is a great place) I was able to ask a doctor “what is the white spot on my kids tongue?” Answer: “A white spot”.

No fooling that was the answer, nothing plastered there, not a freak limb growing, just a white spot that could or could not be one of three things, all very minor and nothing to worry about.

Damn – I used up my first freak out on a freakin white spot.

Until next time

On the Theme of Food

Cole's definitely a kid with a good appetite. The fact that he still frequently wakes up every 3 or 4 hours all night long, despite being almost 9 months old, is proof of that.

He also makes his tastes well known. So far, he has tried the following foods:

THE ONES HE LOVESCarrots
Peas
Mangos
Peaches + Yogurt
Cantalope
Apricot + Apple + Pear + Vanilla
Corn


THE ONES HE'LL EAT HAPPILY
Pears
Apples
Apples + Pears + Cinnamon
Acorn Squash
Plums
Sweet Potatoes
Apricots
Peaches
Summer Squash
Kasha Cereal (not the brand Kashi...it's roasted buckwheat)
Beets
Butternut Squash
Black Beans + Yogurt
Chicken
Halibut
Kidney Beans + Brown Rice
Parsnips + Carrots


THE ONES HE HATES HATES HATES
Zucchini
Broccoli
Avocado
(Notice a green theme?)

Quake

Cole has lived through his first quake that was able to be "felt" by us and he slept right through the slight rolling from the 4.0 (the big red dot).

A true sign of a CA born and raised.

What the heck!

So I just read the last blog - hey Mom, what gives? You blame me for the mess? How can a baby as beautiful as me be responsible for such mess? I think it is the feeder, not the eater, who is at fault here. :)

Omniverous.

Our little boy is vegetarian no longer.

Here's a video of his experience with organic, free-range, air-chilled chicken (this is California, after all).

The past couple of days he's been eating halibut, too. Someone should tell this kid to eat with his mouth closed. And to try getting at least a little of it in his mouth, instead of all over his face, in his hair, on the high chair, on the floor, on the walls.......