Thursday, August 25, 2005

Under Where?

So this week we have been using the potty. He does a really good job at school- must be the peer pressure- but it's a little more of a crap shoot at home. Pun intended. Monday and Tuesday were rough (Couch cushions have been washed.) but yesterday and this morning were great. It hasn't been as bad as I thought it would be, although I imagine the weekend will be difficult. I want to keep him at home so that we have a better chance of success, but the Chockleys are going to be here so he might get a bit distracted, even at home. We can handle a few accidents, though- we have a long way to go and many more couch cushions to wash! Keep your fingers crossed for us!

Saturday, August 20, 2005


Connor went to daycare yesterday and seems to be alright- he's done with the antibiotics, no fever, and he's eating again. One of the things he ate was fruit cereal ice cream from Cold Stone. It tastes exactly like Fruit Loops, which is alright in your breakfast bowl but not so much for ice cream. Yuck! But he seems to like it. And considering he didn't eat anything for several days, I'll take what I can get!

Friday, August 19, 2005

Long Week

Connor developed a fever Saturday evening, which has persisted all week! Tuesday we thought he was on the mend, and then Wednesday began with a 103.5 fever and a very pathetic little boy. A trip to the doctor confirmed that he had developed an ear infection on top of the virus that was causing the fever. Now he's taking antibiotics for the ear, and although much perkier is still not 100 %.

Monday, August 15, 2005


Connor has a fever today- he's had it since Saturday night, actually, but he's really trying to sleep it off this afternoon. Hopefully a little Tylenol will go a long way. He is pretty puny.

His new thing is that every time we open the fridge he grabs the bottle of Tobasco and runs around the house with it. Uncle Shannon should be proud!

I'm glad to be back home, but I sure do miss the San Diego weather. Is it really 95 degrees right now? Will it ever get below 90 again? For some reason it is bothering me more this year than it usually does. In a couple of days I will have forgotten the beautiful 72 I left behind and will be used to the Memphis summer. But today I am still dreaming of an ocean breeze.

Thursday, August 11, 2005


So this morning, Connor stood in front of the full-length mirror in our bedroom, singing at the top of his lungs: "We arda dine-sors mar-ching mar-ching, we arda dine-sors mar-ching mar-ching" (This is a song from the Noggin TV channel, for those that don't know. There are other words, but he doesn't know them. Come to think of it, neither do I.)

He held a drumstick as a microphone and did a convulsive dance while giving this performance. For himself. He was oblivious to me.

Maybe we shouldn't let him watch American Idol anymore? Or maybe he's just acting strange because his mom is out of town. Only one more day!

Oh yeah, and Happy Birthday Tiffany! We'll be dining at Garland's tonight to celebrate. Mmmm!

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Bachelor party

So Steph is in San Diego for the week at a seminar, so I'm solo daddy. We're doing fine so far-- I think Connor understands now that Mom "went to airport, ona airplane, ona trip" and that she will actually return.

I've tried to explain to Connor that it's normal for Daddy to have a whole gaggle of fine women over to the house when Mommy's out of town. I think he gets it.

Actually, I really am doing wild things I wouldn't normally do when Steph is here--- like watching bad action movies. In the nude, of course. Like The Day After Tomorrow. Mindless, inane, but cool-looking effects.

Monday, August 08, 2005

Birthday Cake

Old Friends

On Saturday when I was getting dressed, I thought to myself "I hope Tiff doesn't put on a pink tank top tonight." Many times in my life I have wondered if she and I would show up in the same outfit, and have often called ahead of time to make sure it doesn't happen. I didn't call on Saturday. When she got to my house, not only did she have on the pink tank top, but she had layered it with a white one. And she had on a brown skirt- the same brown skirt I was wearing, the one I had bought at the outlet mall on the same day she bought hers. It's not the first time, and won't be the last, but I sure am glad we got it on film!

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Say Cheese!

When you see a picture of Connor that involves a big smile showing all of his teeth, like this one, you can be sure he said "CHEESE!" when I pulled out the camera. I don't know who taught him to do this- it wasn't me or Chip. It's pretty funny though.

Other funny things Connor says these days:
He acts like he is manipulating us into doing what he wants, and I like to believe he's smart enough to do it. He will mention something he wants, and when we interpret it and repeat it back to him, he says, "Okay!" like we had a brilliant idea that we talked him into going along with. Example: "ImawannawatchDO-WaMommy!" "You want to watch Dora, baby?" "Okay!"
His other reaction to our interpretations of his ramblings is to say "Oh." Sometimes it is a surprised "Oh!" and sometimes a disappointed "Oh." Example: "ImatookanapondaPILLowMommy!" "You took a nap on the pillow!" "Oh." What? Did I get it wrong? Why so sad? Or "Morejuiceplease" "Would you like more juice?" "Oh!" Don't act so surprised- it was pretty clear what you wanted! I guess he thinks I'm usually much slower than this.
Randomly- when he sees a bug he says "BUG!" but pronounces it with a long U sound so it always cracks me up. When anything remotely wrong happens (drop something, bump into something, etc.) it's always "OH NO!" This morning I picked something up off of the floor and he said, "Oooh nasty!" And he has a toothbrush with Winnie the Pooh on it, which he refers to as "Poo Poo Bear." Now that's nasty!

Tuesday, August 02, 2005


Connor watched golf on Sunday and was quick to realize that the thing to say is "GET IN THE HOLE!" as soon as someone hits the ball. He would have fit right in with the crowd at the Buick Open!

While we're on the subject, I'm happy to report that he's finally started using his baseball bat as something other than a golf club. Last night he was suddenly able to hit pitches that we threw at him while they were still in the air! Then he would drop the bat and ran into the other room and back, presumably running the bases after his big hit. Each night he shows off a new skill- he is a lot of fun these days.