We had our second Friday of Daddy/Daughter time yesterday. Rye is still fighting a cold she got two weeks ago...and I finally succumbed to it about noon on Friday after successfully defending against the first one and giving this one a serious battle. We're now sharing a saline rinse bottle.
We both felt well enough to swing by my office for a meet and greet, where Rye charmed some co-workers.
When we got home, she tried to eat my phone:
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
It's time for the Update Lightning Round!
Quite a few things have happened over the last week:
On Friday, I took the first of 12 or so consecutive Fridays off to spend a little more time with Rye. It was a great day that included a visit to Mom's office. I'm very much looking forward to this. On Saturday, we went to our first Music Together class. It's a bunch of little kids and their parents in a big room clapping, stomping, dancing, drumming, and singing the classics (think, Peas Porridge Hot) and making up songs about coming and going (The Hello Song and the Goodbye Song, respectively). In other words, it takes a little effort to suppress the urge to sit in the corner and make fun of other parents' dance moves.
Rye met her great uncle John Pilmer (my dad's brother) last Sunday while he was in town briefly. The meeting went well and John's status as "the cool uncle" is still in tact.
The Little Girl is fighting her second cold. Her little cough is a heart-breaker and also a sleep-killer (for everyone).
The biggest news is that she figured out how to roll herself over from stomach to back...we have video evidence of this first of many milestones. See below.
Oh, and Rhoda tried to teach her how to eat rice cereal from a spoon. It's a work in progress.
...one more thing. She discovered her foot this weekend...and tried to eat it.
Here are some pictures and a video:
On Friday, I took the first of 12 or so consecutive Fridays off to spend a little more time with Rye. It was a great day that included a visit to Mom's office. I'm very much looking forward to this. On Saturday, we went to our first Music Together class. It's a bunch of little kids and their parents in a big room clapping, stomping, dancing, drumming, and singing the classics (think, Peas Porridge Hot) and making up songs about coming and going (The Hello Song and the Goodbye Song, respectively). In other words, it takes a little effort to suppress the urge to sit in the corner and make fun of other parents' dance moves.
Rye met her great uncle John Pilmer (my dad's brother) last Sunday while he was in town briefly. The meeting went well and John's status as "the cool uncle" is still in tact.
The Little Girl is fighting her second cold. Her little cough is a heart-breaker and also a sleep-killer (for everyone).
The biggest news is that she figured out how to roll herself over from stomach to back...we have video evidence of this first of many milestones. See below.
Oh, and Rhoda tried to teach her how to eat rice cereal from a spoon. It's a work in progress.
...one more thing. She discovered her foot this weekend...and tried to eat it.
Here are some pictures and a video:
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Naked Time
I've learned that when you have an infant, you start to append the word "time" to the child's various activities. We give her tummy-time to build her core strength. Sometimes we do "swing time" so dad and mom can have two free hands for a few minutes. "Bath-time" is self-explanatory. There's mommy-time, daddy-time, breakfast, lunch and dinner-time (and feeding time in-between). We have nap-time (times 4) and finally bed-time.
In the following photo montage, I give you "naked-time." This is done, ostensibly, to fend off diaper rash. If Rye could give herself diaper rash to get more naked time, I'm pretty sure she would.
In the following photo montage, I give you "naked-time." This is done, ostensibly, to fend off diaper rash. If Rye could give herself diaper rash to get more naked time, I'm pretty sure she would.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
The Rye Report Swimsuit Edition
I'm not okay with the way our culture defines beauty. I stand firm in my belief that there is something "beautiful" about everyone and that a picture in a supermarket glam-mag doesn't always speak a thousand words.
And despite my constant attempts at corn-ball humor on this little 'blog, I am truly sincere in that statement and in that belief.
That being said, here are some (more) pictures of my objectively and subjectively beautiful infant daughter in a freaking swimsuit:
And despite my constant attempts at corn-ball humor on this little 'blog, I am truly sincere in that statement and in that belief.
That being said, here are some (more) pictures of my objectively and subjectively beautiful infant daughter in a freaking swimsuit:
Thursday, March 24, 2011
My Girl Can Swim! My Girl Can Swim!
Rhoda and I took little Rye to the Wheat Ridge Recreation Center last weekend for her first swim. As you can see, she took to it pretty readily. As you can also see, the Little Girl is cute like the ocean is big.
Other notes/observations/items of interest:
Rye is only slightly cuter than her swimsuit (see above).
Swim diapers exist. I hope I never see if a swim diaper does what it is apparently designed to do.
The Wheat Ridge Rec Center kiddie pool is pretty cool, but could use a swim-up bar.
Parents at the Wheat Ridge Rec Center kiddie pool spend alot of money on tattoos (collectively, definitely not individually).
Other notes/observations/items of interest:
Rye is only slightly cuter than her swimsuit (see above).
Swim diapers exist. I hope I never see if a swim diaper does what it is apparently designed to do.
The Wheat Ridge Rec Center kiddie pool is pretty cool, but could use a swim-up bar.
Parents at the Wheat Ridge Rec Center kiddie pool spend alot of money on tattoos (collectively, definitely not individually).
Sunday, March 20, 2011
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