December 30, 2005
air drummingPhoebes, for the awesome shirt!
December 29, 2005
baby's got back
December 28, 2005
the slackjaw is all Baggerman
moments before the wild beast swoops in...
December 26, 2005
Feelin' the Christmas spirit...
-> Daddy Shawn
December 25, 2005
Merry Christmas, y'all!
December 24, 2005
This is a first!
December 23, 2005
Hazen/Cluett family portrait
who needs naps?
What followed was a nearly three-hour battle of wills. I'm talking the most mournful, pathetic, hysterical boo-hooing of Finn's short life. I tried calming him with a bath, white noise, the ever-effective swing, nursing, sleeping in my arms--nothing worked. I started to worry he might be sick, so I changed back into my housepants and T-shirt, cancelled my meeting, and put Finn down while I pondered calling the pediatrician.
These photos were taken shortly afterwards. As if to say, "Gotcha!", Finn proceeded to smile, giggle, and play like all this boo-hooing had never happened. The kid had been awake for six straight hours by this point, and was acting like he had just awakened from the most refreshing sleep. He let out the most ebullient toot, (to punctuate his point) and proceeded to stay awake for another two hours.
I rescheduled the meeting for next week.
introducing the iTot
A production glitch I haven't quite been able to conquer is finding a way to adjust the volume. This beta model proves to be quite noisy at times.
December 22, 2005
So, this blog is now getting 150+ visitors per day (!!!), and I'm wondering who out there is tuning in. Please sign in and say hello to Finn in the comments section below!
December 21, 2005
chillin' like a villain
The good news is that little Finn is now napping at least twice a day--8-10am and 12pm-1pm or so. He's also sleeping up to nine (even ten!) hours at night. The bad news is that he won't go back down for a nap after lunch and is groggy-eyed by 3pm, irate by 4pm, and out for the night by 5pm. Which means that even when he's sleeping nine hours, he's getting up at 2am. And that's when he wants to party.
Wish me luck as I try to get him napping consistently and sleeping, oh-say until 5am. He's in there right now, fussing away while the creepy, hypnotic (but effective) sounds of the Fisher Price Crib Aquarium play over and over (and over again--it haunts me).
December 20, 2005
separated at birth?
hey, everyone! i'm back!
December 13, 2005
yes, that is drool all over his shirt
In terms of milestones, he's all over the map these days. Last week, he slept for TEN WHOLE HOURS in a row, a phenomenon that had me up, checking him every few minutes to make sure he was still breathing. But then last night, he decided to mix it up and squeal at 2, 3:30, 5:00, and 7am.
He's almost rolling over, readily smiling and squealing, and chewing his darn fingers all the time. He loves looking in the mirror and batting at his toys from his bouncy seat. But we're holding out for another ten-hour night soon.
December 11, 2005
December 10, 2005
get yourself a flu shot!
Believe me, the flu is nasty this year, a fact that Clint, Mom, Susan, me, and now Shawn can attest to. Unfortunately, Clint, Susan, and I were riding the porcelain bus during our visit last week. Today, two days after I returned home, Shawn has qualified to commandier his own fleet. Poor guy hasn't left bed all day. At least I know the drill: Gatorade, 7UP, Pepto, and lots of blankets.
Luckily (knocking wood), the most important person, our vibrant Finn, has escaped the flu. He's as energetic as ever. A bit exhausting right now, but much much better than the alternative.
P.S. A note to all of you on our Christmas card list--expect yours a little late. We were planning on working on them this weekend, but my photographer is sleeping with a bucket next to his head right now. Promise, they'll be really cute when you get them.
December 09, 2005
we're back, Finnatics
Finn was oh-so happy to visit, smiling and cooing and even submitting to bathtime without a fuss. He loved all the attention showered upon him, and despite the fact that the swing wasn't his favored model--the "Cuddle Duck 2000," he decided that he could slum it for a week.
After experiencing what shall forever be known as "The Old Navy Incident" days before we left, I was very nervous to fly alone with him. (How can you make a major scene in the chaos that is Old Navy? Just ask Finn.) But the kid was GREAT. He barely fussed at all the entire flight, sitting quiet and content on my lap, or looking up at me, smiling. Now that we're home, we just need a pressurized cabin in our house with a lot of white noise and we'll be in business.
moments after going through airport security
Then you are expected to reassemble said parts while holding said infant and refrain from snapping at the people swarming behind you whose laptops are slamming into your items from the conveyor belt.
I was dreading the security screen more than any other part of the travel process. Especially since getting Finn in and out of a carseat is like detonating a bomb. (Bad analogy, I know.)
But look at this photo I snapped with my phone moments after going through security! The child practically slept through the entire process! The same kid of the infamous Old Navy Incident! The same one who WON'T WEAR A HAT.
I'm not sure this is my child, but I'm keeping him.