What about Stacia?

So, I thought, I should write a post that's not about my kids. Hmm. This is harder than it should be...
-I've been exercising almost regularly the last three weeks or so. My number of crunches has increased very naturally, as is so important post-partum! I want my flat tummy back! It still feels wrong to be exercising before the sun comes up, but at least it helps me wake up to do so. At least for the first week Curran thought it was very amusing to watch me flap my arms around and count reps.
-I've been reading George RR Martin novels, high fantasy like, and really enjoying them. Way way way better than the David Eddings that I worshiped in high school.
-Some of my time has been spent looking at job opportunities for Aric, because I have much vested interest in where we move to!
-I'm constantly trying to keep on top of housework. I always seems that the house is nice and clean OR we eat good meals, but never both! Arg!
-The planning for my 6th anniversary is finally finished, but it's a surprise for Aric, so you'll have to hear about it later.
-I get to go see the San Jose Sharks (hockey) at the Shark Tank next week! I consider it an awesome start to the day following - which is our anniversary.

Yay, I thought of stuff about me!

Here's a bit of brotherly interaction, with Curran scooting around. He can belly crawl much farther than he does in this video. In the picture Avery lends a (thankfully) helping hand to Curran sitting up. Our baby sits well, but falls over easily when distracted.














Curran thought he pretty hot stuff sitting in the computer chair all by himself. Later that day he also tried to devour a dragon (much to Avery's dismay). In the end -as always- he was just exhausted! The picture below is actually from our super-long layover in JFK before Christmas, but trying to devour the dragon had a similar effect :)

Return from the North...

After a lovely long visit to upstate New York, we have finally made it back home for the New Year. As you can see Curran never forgot to be Californian, and was a 'cool dude' for the trip, even through layovers and some pretty bumpy landings. You can see Avery below in his lovely new wizard's robe. He magically fell asleep during our last day of Christmas shopping!

Of course I caught daddy giving Curran an entire can of soda so
he would stay awake with me, while he wrapped my prezzies! (No, not really. Aric agreed that brother plus 6 and 7-year-old cousins were enough stimulation for our tot!)




Happy New Year everyone!

YOU try and take this picture!

Curran's second tooth (it's on the bottom) is well in, so I thought I'd try to take a picture. Uh-huh. Try getting a 5-month-old to cooperate for that! You can't see the tooth, but I thought that the picture turned out rather cute (especially since it mostly cuts out the double chin factor, and he looks much more little boyish).



This sweetling starting eating rice cereal on his five-month birthday, and loves it! He's also enjoying baths more. I tried to hold him while bathing Avery the other day and he kept lunging for the tub. So, okay, I undressed him and plopped him in the tub. He had SO much fun just splashing his arms in the water...and trying to grab Avery's toys. That last bit is finally becoming more of a constant problem, because Curran thinks that his brother's toys are really neat! And of course Avery doesn't like Curran drool on his toys...which leads me to one last scenario:

Poor guy, Avery was giving Curran a good night kiss (which can take a while because Curran doesn't always cooperate by putting his cheek in a kissable position), and Curran had just nursed and...well...Avery got spit up on just as Curran was trying to chew Avery's nose. To Avery's credit he stayed remarkably calm given that he had sour milk all over his face...poor guy :)

Fun with words

So this charming guy loves exclamation points. He's stuck on "they make it LOUDER", as I told him at first. What a big mistake! Now he takes every "!" as a chance to shout out the phrase as we read. So Aric and I tried to explain that exclamation marks can also make it more emphatic or forceful.

"Can you say 'em-pha-tic'?" we ask.

He tries several times, not getting it right.

"em-pha-tic," we repeat.

Eventually he shouts, "EMPHATIC!" then with a grin, he says, "I made it LOUDER!"

Aric and I just had to bust up laughing. :)