Ladies and Gentlemen,
I would like to introduce you to a new sport, "Buttball," possibly invented by my very own child, Jonathan.
In Buttball, men in uniforms and helmets run around on a field, throwing and running an oblong ball down towards the opponent's "End Zone."
To the casual observer, this sport would seem identical to Football. I suppose only Jonathan, and probably a large constituency in the one-year-old community, can see the subtleties that distinguish the two sports.
Enjoy the holidays and all the Buttball-watching, everyone!
The Adventures of Team Duguid
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Monday, December 13, 2010
File this under "things I don't want to forget"
We had such a fantastic weekend with our friends the Scotts from Orlando! Vic is the singer in a band called Dirty Shannon and was in town to play at a couple of different venues, including a neat old apartment building-turned hotel in midtown. Just for fun, we hired a dog sitter and got a room at the hotel for Saturday night so we could see him perform.
The music was out in the courtyard, right in the center of the hotel - it was such a cool layout! It was really cold out, but Jonathan and I snagged one of their soft, cushy chairs with plenty of room for both of us. They even had fleece blankets at each spot so we snuggled underneath the blanket and enjoyed the music. Jonathan sat still the whole time Vic played, his eyes fixated on the stage. :)
During the next band, he did get a little restless, so I let him walk around the table and he charmed some of the other folks sitting around us. Meanwhile, Sweet little Marli, Vic and Michelle's baby, lay sleeping in her momma's arms. Such a great night.
The next morning, Jonathan let us sleep late. Then when he got up, I gave him a cup of milk and then something wonderful happened - our independent, active little boy snuggled up against me and dozed for another 20 minutes. Heaven.
The music was out in the courtyard, right in the center of the hotel - it was such a cool layout! It was really cold out, but Jonathan and I snagged one of their soft, cushy chairs with plenty of room for both of us. They even had fleece blankets at each spot so we snuggled underneath the blanket and enjoyed the music. Jonathan sat still the whole time Vic played, his eyes fixated on the stage. :)
During the next band, he did get a little restless, so I let him walk around the table and he charmed some of the other folks sitting around us. Meanwhile, Sweet little Marli, Vic and Michelle's baby, lay sleeping in her momma's arms. Such a great night.
The next morning, Jonathan let us sleep late. Then when he got up, I gave him a cup of milk and then something wonderful happened - our independent, active little boy snuggled up against me and dozed for another 20 minutes. Heaven.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Just when I started to get worried...
Jonathan started walking again.
Tonight and last night we have played a wonderful game. Jer and I will sit about five feet apart from each other on the floor. One of us will stand Jonathan up and tell him to "walk to daddy" or "walk to mommy." Jonathan gets so excited, smiles big and waddles over to the other parent, then collapses into our arms with a giggle and a sweet snuggle. He'll do it ten times in a row, or right up until the moment the video camera comes out.
Tonight and last night we have played a wonderful game. Jer and I will sit about five feet apart from each other on the floor. One of us will stand Jonathan up and tell him to "walk to daddy" or "walk to mommy." Jonathan gets so excited, smiles big and waddles over to the other parent, then collapses into our arms with a giggle and a sweet snuggle. He'll do it ten times in a row, or right up until the moment the video camera comes out.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Retraction
Yeah...so...remember that "Walking!" post from a couple of weeks back? Just kidding.
Seriously, total walking regression over here. Like, he hasn't even attempted it in at least a week.
::Sigh:: I'll stop being a helicopter parent now and just let my wonderful child who is perfect just the way he is develop at just the right rate for him.
It's gonna be a long 18 years.
Seriously, total walking regression over here. Like, he hasn't even attempted it in at least a week.
::Sigh:: I'll stop being a helicopter parent now and just let my wonderful child who is perfect just the way he is develop at just the right rate for him.
It's gonna be a long 18 years.
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