Tuesday, February 24, 2009
February Update
The fantastic news is that he sleeps so well now (not jinxing anything i hope)we only get up twice a night to feed him and he regularly makes it to 6:30 am before waking. Hallelujah.
The change since we were back east has been dramatic. He is a fat, happy ball of smiling bouncing wriggling joy.
His hair is darkening a little, but still blond and his eyes are still a clear and bright blue. he is strong now, sitting up on his own once or twice and holding himself up in a push up. He is a champion bouncer as well. I'll post a mesmerizing video in the next day or two.
In the past week he has made a noticeable step towards talking. He has always babbled a great deal, but this week i feel like he discovered a world of consonants, k and p and b and g and he has started stringing vowels and consonants together.
It doesn't amount to anything sensible, but i can hear a voice there now. I have been looking at pictures from a few months ago and I feel like he is already many iterations separated from those first days. As are Mikaela and I.
It was great to see Papi out here. He is doing an admirable job resisting the desire to spoil the boy. Watching him read hand hand fingers thumb to Asher was beautiful.
Peace to you all. See you in a few weeks!
Ben
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Is that you Ms. Mona?
Monday, February 2, 2009
And a Mysterious One
I don't know quite what to make of this picture of Asher. Sometimes, I will look down at him and the quizzical look on his face, as if he were deeply questioning the base assumptions of my life. It is jarring to see it captured in a photograph.
So does it have that effect on you? His sounds are absent. His tiny muscular body pulling up and back and away, his eyes roving the room aren't in that picture. The night before when I sat in the dark while his howl transformed into keening doesn't come with the photo glowing on the screen in front of me. I brought it with me. The picture is like a key to the chest I keep it in. Click and open it pops.
As you peer into those not so tiny eyes peering up at you, does it grab you like it grabs me?
So does it have that effect on you? His sounds are absent. His tiny muscular body pulling up and back and away, his eyes roving the room aren't in that picture. The night before when I sat in the dark while his howl transformed into keening doesn't come with the photo glowing on the screen in front of me. I brought it with me. The picture is like a key to the chest I keep it in. Click and open it pops.
As you peer into those not so tiny eyes peering up at you, does it grab you like it grabs me?
From Lacy
Asher goes several days a week to his nanny share with Benji Hendlish. The nanny is the imperturbable Lacy. These pictures are from her.
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