This marks my 100th blog post. I'm home with the boy today. It's fitting since I started this whole thing by staying home with the boy in the first place.
The difference is that last spring he was a little peanut squirming around, attached at the nose by a line of oxygen. Today, he's still pretty squirmy, but with clearly defined motor control and he's able to breath his own air. He's about to hit 18 months, and he's turned into a pretty healthy, extra cute kid. Look, see?
We celebrated (my staying home, not my blog) by taking a long walk around the neighborhood, stopping for a while at the park for some climbing and sliding. The X-man loves the slides. He'll climb up a straight ladder to get to the top of a slide, then he throws himself down the slide by basically walking off the edge and falling onto his diaper-padded bottom. He's gratefully learned to lean backwards and not forwards because half the time he's so quick I barely get to the front of the slide in time. It's a thrill ride for him, a panic attack for me.
I'm working towards a more consistent presence, so I'm rebooting the blog once more. Not much is different, except I'm hoping to post at least twice weekly, like on Mondays and Wednesdays or Thursdays.
For now, as a retrospective for those of you who are sort of new around these parts, here are a few posts you might want to take a look at, to give yourself an overview of what goes on in my world when I'm actually writing about it instead of just grumbling or laughing at it. Sometimes it's both.
One of my first posts was Fatherhood: A Manifesto. Not such an original title, sure, but I explain why I stayed home on paternity last year when the boy was just a few months old.
How about the one where the teacher can't get anything right? Read A Classroom Comedy of Errors.
For more fun with the kiddo, check out Baby's Day Out, where I chronicle one of the first times I took the boy out of the house last year.
And one of my posts about the music I love was My Revolutionary Music. Seems that many people missed this one. Let me know what you think of my poetry.
Welcome to Building Castles on the Beach 3.0. Or is that 4.0? 5.2? It doesn't matter.