We also took a trip to see Santa and like the snow he didn't quite know what to make of the old guy. At least he didn't cry.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
First Snow and Santa
Here in New England we finally got our first real snow (not counting the October 16th weird storm). At first he didn't really know what to make of it but he had a lot of fun throwing snow balls. We can't wait to get out the sled this year.
We also took a trip to see Santa and like the snow he didn't quite know what to make of the old guy. At least he didn't cry.
We also took a trip to see Santa and like the snow he didn't quite know what to make of the old guy. At least he didn't cry.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Finally, an update!
Sorry for the lack of blogging. We can't believe it's been two months since we've been home with Tyler. It feels like he's been part of our lives forever.
Tyler is doing excellent. He loves to eat everything in sight! Especially chicken, spinach, strawberries (also known as straw-babies), bananas and ice cream. His English is excellent-- the most recent three word sentence being "watch out Jenna".
We've done a lot with him and most of the events are outlined in the six minute slide show below. For Halloween he dressed as Elmo-- one of his favorite Sesame Characters.
Tyler is doing excellent. He loves to eat everything in sight! Especially chicken, spinach, strawberries (also known as straw-babies), bananas and ice cream. His English is excellent-- the most recent three word sentence being "watch out Jenna".
We've done a lot with him and most of the events are outlined in the six minute slide show below. For Halloween he dressed as Elmo-- one of his favorite Sesame Characters.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Home
The last day in Taipei all we did was pick up our finalized travel documents and nothing inspiring really happened so we didn’t blog. I don’t want to fill this blog with average diaper stories and turn this into the last season of Seinfeld. The blog as of the time I am writing this has over 12 thousand hits. I realize that half of these are our parents, but still, that is a lot! When we started our second trip I notice about 4 thousand hits.
The week’s build up of anxiety over spending 24 hours traveling with a 2 ½ year old turns out was completely warranted. Two days later Sara is still pestering me about the 3 hours I got to sleep compared to her shabby 2. I’ll more than likely be hearing about this disparity for years.
Everything started out great. Our preferential treatment continued and United Airlines upgraded us for free to some middle tier seats. The extra 4 inches of legroom was amazing and easily turned what could have been 2 hours and 45 minutes of sleep into a solid 3 hours.
The trip could have been worse, but not much. Ty never wanted to sleep, fussed during every take off, refused to wear his seat belt, and was not at all entertained by the in flight movies. He did enjoy systematically navigating the plane isles and turning on most everyone’s overhead light. From time to time when he turned on the light of a sleeping passenger he would turn to us, put his finger over his mouth, and ssssshhh. Very polite, I must say.
Tyler also exposed himself and a nose picker with eating potential. When I first saw it go down I rationalized it away as an accident. The second incident was of substantial size and elasticity. The way he cleaned that finger off there could be no doubt.
We came home to find a giant welcome home banner with balloons across the doorway. The banner and the 4 hour nap are starting to make us feel at home again. Here is a recap with the pictures.
This is a view of Taipei from the train. Imagine some sections like Manhatten, toss in a little Central Falls, then a good helping of the Carribean when you leave your all-inclusive resort and you got it.
A look at Tyler’s going away party. Note the sweating back on the nanny to the right. I told you it was hot.
Day one…when the slinky was still fun.
Day two…typing in good form.
Carnie like skills. Circus Folk. Small hands.
Tyler was afraid to go in the water. In retrospect and in observing this picture it may have been my unruly chest hair that was scaring him off.
He seems rather smart despite this picture.
Sara got him onto the first step of the pool after me and my Austin Powers chest hair were removed.
If you look carefully you can see the spit up on Sara’s back. Good times.
Tyler and Sara in front of Taipei 101.
Obligatory brand placement.
Napping position.
Climbing on everything.
Time for some car shopping in the hotel lobby.
Pre-flight prep talk.
Let the fun begin.
For those that don’t know us that well, this is Sara’s pissed at Justin face.
See, I helped!
Tyler took a turn with the camera.
Back in the United States loving his first confined car seat ride. If you recall no seat belts, much less car seats for the most part in Taiwan.
Home at last.
The last day in Taipei all we did was pick up our finalized travel documents and nothing inspiring really happened so we didn’t blog. I don’t want to fill this blog with average diaper stories and turn this into the last season of Seinfeld. The blog as of the time I am writing this has over 12 thousand hits. I realize that half of these are our parents, but still, that is a lot! When we started our second trip I notice about 4 thousand hits.
The week’s build up of anxiety over spending 24 hours traveling with a 2 ½ year old turns out was completely warranted. Two days later Sara is still pestering me about the 3 hours I got to sleep compared to her shabby 2. I’ll more than likely be hearing about this disparity for years.
Everything started out great. Our preferential treatment continued and United Airlines upgraded us for free to some middle tier seats. The extra 4 inches of legroom was amazing and easily turned what could have been 2 hours and 45 minutes of sleep into a solid 3 hours.
The trip could have been worse, but not much. Ty never wanted to sleep, fussed during every take off, refused to wear his seat belt, and was not at all entertained by the in flight movies. He did enjoy systematically navigating the plane isles and turning on most everyone’s overhead light. From time to time when he turned on the light of a sleeping passenger he would turn to us, put his finger over his mouth, and ssssshhh. Very polite, I must say.
Tyler also exposed himself and a nose picker with eating potential. When I first saw it go down I rationalized it away as an accident. The second incident was of substantial size and elasticity. The way he cleaned that finger off there could be no doubt.
We came home to find a giant welcome home banner with balloons across the doorway. The banner and the 4 hour nap are starting to make us feel at home again. Here is a recap with the pictures.
This is a view of Taipei from the train. Imagine some sections like Manhatten, toss in a little Central Falls, then a good helping of the Carribean when you leave your all-inclusive resort and you got it.
A look at Tyler’s going away party. Note the sweating back on the nanny to the right. I told you it was hot.
Day one…when the slinky was still fun.
Day two…typing in good form.
Carnie like skills. Circus Folk. Small hands.
Tyler was afraid to go in the water. In retrospect and in observing this picture it may have been my unruly chest hair that was scaring him off.
He seems rather smart despite this picture.
Sara got him onto the first step of the pool after me and my Austin Powers chest hair were removed.
If you look carefully you can see the spit up on Sara’s back. Good times.
Tyler and Sara in front of Taipei 101.
Obligatory brand placement.
Napping position.
Climbing on everything.
Time for some car shopping in the hotel lobby.
Pre-flight prep talk.
Let the fun begin.
For those that don’t know us that well, this is Sara’s pissed at Justin face.
See, I helped!
Tyler took a turn with the camera.
Back in the United States loving his first confined car seat ride. If you recall no seat belts, much less car seats for the most part in Taiwan.
Home at last.
Monday, September 7, 2009
Use your words
Tyler seems to be picking up English words pretty quickly. The first words this two year old learned are “no, no, no”. He confirms his understanding by accompanying his mimicked renditions of “no, no, no” with a finger wave and a smile for defiant emphasis.
I would calculate generously that 75% of the time when we need to say no to him he stops on his own accord. The remaining 25% end badly in some shape or form.
Because we have been eating most of our meals take out in our room, Tyler knows me as the man that comes with bags of food. I am generally greeted with him smiling and running to me. There are a lot of food options nearby so we have been able to get a good taste of things. We supplemented one meal for him with some gold fish crackers. Dexterity is not a problem for this kid, he was able to use chop sticks to eat several little gold fish. We have some pictures we will post later to prove this to the non believers.
We did go out to eat last night. The table and surrounding five foot radius looked like a rice bomb went off. I think he tricked us during our first trip into thinking he was a neat eater who was very attentive to our wishes. Either way I bought a double sized bottle of Cabernet to take the edge off bed time drama. For me, not him, relax!
I would calculate generously that 75% of the time when we need to say no to him he stops on his own accord. The remaining 25% end badly in some shape or form.
Because we have been eating most of our meals take out in our room, Tyler knows me as the man that comes with bags of food. I am generally greeted with him smiling and running to me. There are a lot of food options nearby so we have been able to get a good taste of things. We supplemented one meal for him with some gold fish crackers. Dexterity is not a problem for this kid, he was able to use chop sticks to eat several little gold fish. We have some pictures we will post later to prove this to the non believers.
We did go out to eat last night. The table and surrounding five foot radius looked like a rice bomb went off. I think he tricked us during our first trip into thinking he was a neat eater who was very attentive to our wishes. Either way I bought a double sized bottle of Cabernet to take the edge off bed time drama. For me, not him, relax!
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Taipei 101
The new room has a view and is directly across the street from Taipei 101 which I was excited to find out has a KFC as well as being the world’s tallest building. See the link below.
Worlds Tallest Building Link
At 10 o’clock as we are fighting Tyler, literally fighting, to go to bed, it sounds like bombs going off outside our window. I scramble to the shades to see that every tier of Taipei 101 has ridiculously large fireworks shooting off. Some of these explosions seem to be coming right for us because we are on the 16th floor of our hotel. It was really nice to watch and it wasn’t like the fireworks set us back on getting Ty to bed. We were losing the battle at the time anyway. Here is a youtube video from a different night. The display we saw was much shorter so watch the first minute but notice the hotel in the lower right and you can see the rockets heading right for us.
Taipei 101 fireworks link
I was able to hold off for a few days but Sara and I decided it was time for KFC. Taiwan KFC’s have calamari as a side order instead of mashed potatoes….how great is that!
Tyler is definitely having some separation anxieties. Luckily he has bonded with Sara. Ty followers Sara around like a puppy and cries if he loses sight of her. The first trip to Taiwan this was not the case but he definitely understands to some extent he is leaving his nannies and friends behind. On the plus side he only wants Sara to change his dirty diapers so it’s not like he hates me or anything.
Worlds Tallest Building Link
At 10 o’clock as we are fighting Tyler, literally fighting, to go to bed, it sounds like bombs going off outside our window. I scramble to the shades to see that every tier of Taipei 101 has ridiculously large fireworks shooting off. Some of these explosions seem to be coming right for us because we are on the 16th floor of our hotel. It was really nice to watch and it wasn’t like the fireworks set us back on getting Ty to bed. We were losing the battle at the time anyway. Here is a youtube video from a different night. The display we saw was much shorter so watch the first minute but notice the hotel in the lower right and you can see the rockets heading right for us.
Taipei 101 fireworks link
I was able to hold off for a few days but Sara and I decided it was time for KFC. Taiwan KFC’s have calamari as a side order instead of mashed potatoes….how great is that!
Tyler is definitely having some separation anxieties. Luckily he has bonded with Sara. Ty followers Sara around like a puppy and cries if he loses sight of her. The first trip to Taiwan this was not the case but he definitely understands to some extent he is leaving his nannies and friends behind. On the plus side he only wants Sara to change his dirty diapers so it’s not like he hates me or anything.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Saturday Adventures
We got a call from Grace, our translator from the first trip, that we were in one of the largest multi-city Taiwan newspapers. Apparently it is very flattering according to the concierge who tracked down the article for us. We’ll need to get it fully translated when we get home so that we can make sure that is the case.
Our 15 minutes of Taiwanese fame has scored us a free room upgrade from the Hotel. We are now in a large suite with the best view available where fresh cut flowers and little gifts for Tyler were left. The second big plasma TV is the den is not necessary but we will deal.
We spent the morning at the pool. Tyler enjoyed getting his feet wet and throwing toys at me in the water. However, he was not brave enough to get in the water even with Sara holding him. He definitely trusts Sara more than me at this point. When he is uncomfortable or tired he is all over her. Basically he is a tiny version of me.
He was clearly tired but refused to nap when we got back from the pool. After a good deal of coddling, Sara decided she needed a shower. He stared at her, face against the glass shower door, to the point that I was getting uncomfortable. I was half expecting him to start whistling and clapping. When I tried to explain to him that he didn’t have enough dollar bills for that kind of view and remove him he put up a good fight. He’s definitely a hand full and then some.
Note to other first time parents. Swim diapers that slide up instead of unfold like normal ones add an additional layer of difficulty for changing when they include a double sized deuce.
P.S. Sara forgot the cord to download the pictures to the computer. I haven’t been able to locate a replacement. We may have to wait until we get home to post all the pictures.
Our 15 minutes of Taiwanese fame has scored us a free room upgrade from the Hotel. We are now in a large suite with the best view available where fresh cut flowers and little gifts for Tyler were left. The second big plasma TV is the den is not necessary but we will deal.
We spent the morning at the pool. Tyler enjoyed getting his feet wet and throwing toys at me in the water. However, he was not brave enough to get in the water even with Sara holding him. He definitely trusts Sara more than me at this point. When he is uncomfortable or tired he is all over her. Basically he is a tiny version of me.
He was clearly tired but refused to nap when we got back from the pool. After a good deal of coddling, Sara decided she needed a shower. He stared at her, face against the glass shower door, to the point that I was getting uncomfortable. I was half expecting him to start whistling and clapping. When I tried to explain to him that he didn’t have enough dollar bills for that kind of view and remove him he put up a good fight. He’s definitely a hand full and then some.
Note to other first time parents. Swim diapers that slide up instead of unfold like normal ones add an additional layer of difficulty for changing when they include a double sized deuce.
P.S. Sara forgot the cord to download the pictures to the computer. I haven’t been able to locate a replacement. We may have to wait until we get home to post all the pictures.
Friday, September 4, 2009
Friday Morning
With Tyler still leery of us it was very fortunate that Nicole the founder to his charity and 3 other children were also planning to take the high speed train back to Taipei. We are staying in Taipei which is the capital and need to finalize his travel documents here. The two hour train ride was non stop action. Ty cried for a few minutes and then fell asleep. Two other children though were running up and down the train car. The coke we gave them seemed like a bad idea and proved to be as much. Don’t judge.
We got tours of 2 much larger facilities in Taipei. One of which Tyler has spent some time over the years when he needed to be in the capital. There are older kids there and lots of people working hard at providing a stable environment. A few blocks away they have a facility for adults who are very sick. I think we found our new favorite charity. This one is hitting close to home.
Because Tyler has had a cough for a few days, and even though he has already been to the doctor once this week, Nicole suggests she take us to a clinic one more time before we take him back to our hotel. He has no temp, just the cough and spit up a little food which ended up on my shorts. The doctor prescribes some oral medication and one other type. Nicole’s English is pretty good so she tells me it is to be used if he wakes up at night because of the cough. Here is what I hear her say phonetically. “You put it in his azz-ole.”
I smile and joke to Nicole that he has a cough and not hemmroids using my words and hand signals. Sara is now embarrassed of me. This is getting awkward. She is repeating “put it in the azz-ole”. In the end the pharmacist does give us some suppositories and azz-ole is exactly what it sounds like.
Nicole and her assistant Hanna bring us back to our hotel and see us into our room. Tyler seems to be comfortable so they sneak out and it’s just us. Reality time! A few minutes later Ty is crying and he is in no mood for comforting. My Ferber technique shows no sign of progress so Sara trys picking him up. The melt down lasts about 20 minutes. He and I both are both soothed by HBO (also known as Home Box if you reign from some parts of Western MA) so the day comes to a comfortable end.
Midnight…some coughing leads to crying. You can’t make this stuff up. It’s azz-ole medication time. I look at Sara and say “God bless you”. Without getting too graphic the first attempt is…ahhh… refused. Sara is successful on try number two. There is a minor celebration, no high fives though…she hadn’t washed her hands yet.
We all got a good night sleep. Today we head to AIT which is our American Institute in Taipei for Ty’s visa. Before we leave we give Tyler a big bottle of some kind of PediaSure Nicole gave us which he sucked down. Now, while I am enjoying deep fried toast at an elaborate breakfast buffet, Sara is getting reacquainted with some regurgitated PediaSure. Poor kid is clearly still not feeling well and we rushed it with the full bottle. He and Sara need to go back to the room and change their clothes. I’m able to shake off the scene and enjoy another deep fried toast. I realized at this moment I am transforming into Pepere Gladu slowly but surely.
We get to AIT and have to kill about a half hour in the waiting room. We meet another couple from Texas who are adopting two children. Around the time they are saying that they are school teachers I get a full frontal blast of the remaining PediaSure. I honestly can’t believe there was that much chunky liquid in this kid. I’m in complete denial. I don’t even move nor does Tyler. Sara takes an anxious lap around the waiting room and declares that there is no bathroom. I haven’t moved despite the fact that my shirt and shorts are covered in what is approximately 12 ounces of upchucks. I’m still just looking at myself and Tyler in disbelief. A woman in the waiting room offers me a single tissue. Offering a single tissue in this situation is something my friends Mark or Eric would do, nostrils flaring, betraying their mocking.
Someone more serious brings a trash can. I’m able to scrape the biggest portion off into the can. Sara has located a bathroom on another floor. Tyler has a spare set of clothes in our travel bag. I on the other hand am not so lucky. I decide the only sensible course of action is to wash the entire front of my shirt and shorts in the sink so it doesn’t look like I messed myself before our visa interview. This is turning into a real life National Lampoon’s Asian Vacation. They made us check our camera at the security desk so you will need to trust me that the entire front of my shirt and shorts were borderline dripping wet during our interview.
The interview went well despite my appearance and they are just waiting on a currier to bring one more document. We should be able to pick up all our documents on Tuesday.
By the time we get back to the room Tyler is feeling a little better. He is keeping down small sips of apple juice and a few crackers. Apparently while I was at the store getting a thermometer, ginger ale, and snacks Tyler and Sara were playing well and he is repeating English words again. I use the word “apparently” though because this is all hear say…they were napping when I got back.
We got tours of 2 much larger facilities in Taipei. One of which Tyler has spent some time over the years when he needed to be in the capital. There are older kids there and lots of people working hard at providing a stable environment. A few blocks away they have a facility for adults who are very sick. I think we found our new favorite charity. This one is hitting close to home.
Because Tyler has had a cough for a few days, and even though he has already been to the doctor once this week, Nicole suggests she take us to a clinic one more time before we take him back to our hotel. He has no temp, just the cough and spit up a little food which ended up on my shorts. The doctor prescribes some oral medication and one other type. Nicole’s English is pretty good so she tells me it is to be used if he wakes up at night because of the cough. Here is what I hear her say phonetically. “You put it in his azz-ole.”
I smile and joke to Nicole that he has a cough and not hemmroids using my words and hand signals. Sara is now embarrassed of me. This is getting awkward. She is repeating “put it in the azz-ole”. In the end the pharmacist does give us some suppositories and azz-ole is exactly what it sounds like.
Nicole and her assistant Hanna bring us back to our hotel and see us into our room. Tyler seems to be comfortable so they sneak out and it’s just us. Reality time! A few minutes later Ty is crying and he is in no mood for comforting. My Ferber technique shows no sign of progress so Sara trys picking him up. The melt down lasts about 20 minutes. He and I both are both soothed by HBO (also known as Home Box if you reign from some parts of Western MA) so the day comes to a comfortable end.
Midnight…some coughing leads to crying. You can’t make this stuff up. It’s azz-ole medication time. I look at Sara and say “God bless you”. Without getting too graphic the first attempt is…ahhh… refused. Sara is successful on try number two. There is a minor celebration, no high fives though…she hadn’t washed her hands yet.
We all got a good night sleep. Today we head to AIT which is our American Institute in Taipei for Ty’s visa. Before we leave we give Tyler a big bottle of some kind of PediaSure Nicole gave us which he sucked down. Now, while I am enjoying deep fried toast at an elaborate breakfast buffet, Sara is getting reacquainted with some regurgitated PediaSure. Poor kid is clearly still not feeling well and we rushed it with the full bottle. He and Sara need to go back to the room and change their clothes. I’m able to shake off the scene and enjoy another deep fried toast. I realized at this moment I am transforming into Pepere Gladu slowly but surely.
We get to AIT and have to kill about a half hour in the waiting room. We meet another couple from Texas who are adopting two children. Around the time they are saying that they are school teachers I get a full frontal blast of the remaining PediaSure. I honestly can’t believe there was that much chunky liquid in this kid. I’m in complete denial. I don’t even move nor does Tyler. Sara takes an anxious lap around the waiting room and declares that there is no bathroom. I haven’t moved despite the fact that my shirt and shorts are covered in what is approximately 12 ounces of upchucks. I’m still just looking at myself and Tyler in disbelief. A woman in the waiting room offers me a single tissue. Offering a single tissue in this situation is something my friends Mark or Eric would do, nostrils flaring, betraying their mocking.
Someone more serious brings a trash can. I’m able to scrape the biggest portion off into the can. Sara has located a bathroom on another floor. Tyler has a spare set of clothes in our travel bag. I on the other hand am not so lucky. I decide the only sensible course of action is to wash the entire front of my shirt and shorts in the sink so it doesn’t look like I messed myself before our visa interview. This is turning into a real life National Lampoon’s Asian Vacation. They made us check our camera at the security desk so you will need to trust me that the entire front of my shirt and shorts were borderline dripping wet during our interview.
The interview went well despite my appearance and they are just waiting on a currier to bring one more document. We should be able to pick up all our documents on Tuesday.
By the time we get back to the room Tyler is feeling a little better. He is keeping down small sips of apple juice and a few crackers. Apparently while I was at the store getting a thermometer, ginger ale, and snacks Tyler and Sara were playing well and he is repeating English words again. I use the word “apparently” though because this is all hear say…they were napping when I got back.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
We made it. The travel to Taiwan was long but went relatively well. The only notable issue was an older woman sitting next to us who savored picking her nose and then rolling what she mined between her fingers until they dropped on the floor. No, I’m not kidding nor do I seek out body function humor. It just seems to find me. So, perfect traveling basically.
We made it to Tyler’s facility where there was a party for him. He looks good. They had Thai food for everyone including the kids. For those that are jumping to the conclusion that I am confusing Thai and Taiwanese food, I’m not. Just picture really spicy sauce, translucent noodles, shrimp and squid. Great taste when combined with the 90 degrees and no air conditioning. I was well lathered. Sounds like a great time to get our picture in the paper.
Surprise, here come reporters including photographers from two different news papers. Good thing I got a sexy hair cut. Did I mention that for several days some of the nannies have been showing Tyler pictures of us, telling him he is being taken to the United States? He understands only enough that this got him wound up starting yesterday and he didn’t sleep. When we showed up to the facility he wouldn’t even look at us and cried if we tried to pick him up. All the other kids were jumping into our arms. So back to press photos…I truly considered asking if it would be against their code of ethics if we used one of the non-crying kids as a stunt double strictly for the publicity shots. To summarize… sweat, crying kid, and good hair.
We are back at the hotel (which is really nice but also rumored to be haunted…more on that later) and Ty just stopped crying. He and Sara are both sleeping. If you recall from our last trip the two of them bonded over their ability to sleep often. I just finished wiping kid puke from my favorite Hollister shorts. I will fill in the story gaps tomorrow after we get some sleep. No relevant diapers to report.
We made it to Tyler’s facility where there was a party for him. He looks good. They had Thai food for everyone including the kids. For those that are jumping to the conclusion that I am confusing Thai and Taiwanese food, I’m not. Just picture really spicy sauce, translucent noodles, shrimp and squid. Great taste when combined with the 90 degrees and no air conditioning. I was well lathered. Sounds like a great time to get our picture in the paper.
Surprise, here come reporters including photographers from two different news papers. Good thing I got a sexy hair cut. Did I mention that for several days some of the nannies have been showing Tyler pictures of us, telling him he is being taken to the United States? He understands only enough that this got him wound up starting yesterday and he didn’t sleep. When we showed up to the facility he wouldn’t even look at us and cried if we tried to pick him up. All the other kids were jumping into our arms. So back to press photos…I truly considered asking if it would be against their code of ethics if we used one of the non-crying kids as a stunt double strictly for the publicity shots. To summarize… sweat, crying kid, and good hair.
We are back at the hotel (which is really nice but also rumored to be haunted…more on that later) and Ty just stopped crying. He and Sara are both sleeping. If you recall from our last trip the two of them bonded over their ability to sleep often. I just finished wiping kid puke from my favorite Hollister shorts. I will fill in the story gaps tomorrow after we get some sleep. No relevant diapers to report.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Travel Dates!
We finally have our travel dates!! We leave on September 1st and have our appointment in Taipei on Friday Sept 4th. We can't pick up his Visa until Tuesday Sept 8th so that means we'll have some time to tour around Taipei.
We'll be sure to keep the blog updated as often as we can.
We'll be sure to keep the blog updated as often as we can.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Monday's Web Chat
We had a Skype web chat with Tyler last night. He looks really good and seems happy. There was a nice man named Jack who was there with Tyler. He has done some work with the orphanage and has known Tyler for a while. Jack’s been in Taiwan for 55 years but was born and raised in New York.
Here’s a photo of Jack and Tyler.
Here’s a photo of Jack and Tyler.
At first Tyler was kind of confused about the whole web conference though. He couldn’t understand why we were on the computer calling his name and waving. This is about how the call went.
Maybe Mom and Dad are behind the computer…
Oh, wait, I have a very important call coming in and I have to take this…
Dad, the call must be for you…
Did I mention I got a new truck?
Eventually, because he’s two, he was done talking to us and we got a kiss goodbye. (OK, now my heart is broken…here come the tears)
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Tyler in Action
No news on the adoption but we finally edited some video from the Trip. Here is a few minutes of Tyler in action.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Happy Birthday
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Final Day
We meet with Ms. Kuo, our in country adoption facilitator, one last time. She is encouraged by our situation and expects that in June we should be complete. She tells us it will be a 100 degrees and very humid when we come back. Awesome! Every time we see her she has a gift for us and kind words. This time she has a scarf for Sara and says it will go nice with Sara’s very white skin. I think it is a compliment but we laugh anyways.
We leave for the Science Museum which we find has motorized pandas that you can drive around for the equivalent of 50 cents. Of course Tyler picks a beat up looking one that looks like it was soaked in the rain. Inside the museum there is an entire area dedicated to small children and we are able to spend a few good hours before he starts to get tired. It is probably time to change him anyway.
So there I was carrying him toward the bathroom and I felt it. With his bum resting on my arm he lets at least one go. I imagine there are two big ones in that diaper now. He is all smiles so he and I both know what needs to be done. I casually suggest to Sara who is walking beside me that she take this one, I need to do something. She happily agrees…she’ll be a good mother. At this point a careful self examination reveals that Tyler saving all the dookies for Sara may not be completely accurate as I mentioned before. I may be helping to tip the scales…either way it is not important. Besides I ate stinky tofu last night…I don’t want a flashback.
Arriving at the hotel Ty is clearly tired but fighting it. We decide to use the stroller again but this time we walk around the property. He is sleeping in moments. This allows me time to video tape the city streets.
Half the vehicles seem to be mopeds. In Taiwan, the joke about a moped being fun to ride until a friend catches you doesn’t translate. More interesting is that fact that most people ride mopeds with little breathing masks on. In fact, even just walking around a few people wear masks. Our understanding is that it is because of the air pollution. We have noticed that most days seem smoggy. Is this what L.A. will be like in a few years?
Forget car baby seats or booster seats. In Taiwan you are more likely to see a 3 year old holding on to the back of a moped with no helmet. It is actually pretty shocking for a country that is so industrialized. It was not uncommon to see a small child hanging onto the back of a moped and another between the parent’s legs in front. Oh yeah and we saw two accidents while we were here.
It’s Valentine’s Day. We eat in the hotel restaurant for the first time. As we sit down, we see that tonight is an 8 course meal. It is a no options special for Valentine’s Day. It’s romantic. We can definitely do this with a two year old. Wine is included, a toast, Happy Valentine’s Day! Ty is hungry. He uses the international sign for hunger by smashing his spoon into his plate repeatedly. The first course has just arrived and Sara and I start to identify the situation. We agree that if we have to leave before dessert that will be fine.
The waitress brings some soupy rice for Tyler which proceeds to consume at rapid speed. He hasn’t eaten that fast all week. The second course just arrives. Even with our inexperienced parenting we know a meltdown is only about 10 minutes of idle sitting away. The crayon and paper may give us 15.
I tell the waitress we would appreciate the next courses as fast as possible, explaining we need to leave in 20 minutes or so. She nods and I think we have a good understanding of the situation. Even if she didn’t understand English she sees the kid right? What about my hand moving from back to front in circles and saying faster. This is multi-cultural I hope. Well it’s not.
The next two courses are so delicious….seriously 5 star. Oh and the romance…candle light….soft music…dimmed room and fine linins. Actually it was not romantic because these two courses were spent taking turns walking/running with Ty in the halls to keep him occupied. I mean if you love fine things in solitude and love yourself in an unnatural way maybe it was romantic but again I digress. I have not seen Tyler this happy all week. He won’t stop laughing. Our lives were too uncomplicated before. This is fine.
If you can count you know we left with 4 courses remaining. We will need to imagine how tasty they were. Half price discount doesn’t translate though. The hostess’s English was great earlier. It’s not a big deal, even a 5 star meal here only cost $60 US dollars wine included.
Unfortunately our week is coming to a close. It is time to bring Ty back to his facility. Emotionally Sara is holding up much better than expected. We say bye and get some hugs. The video camera is on so we know we are not going to get the blowing of kisses. We found that by leaving the camera on all the time in the room we got some good video though. So how do you say ok it is time to leave in a situation like this? There were several minutes of lingering after we had already said bye. It is kind of dramatic. Tyler decides how this trip will end. He closes the door in our faces. Even his rudeness makes us laugh.
We get back to the hotel and there is no little boy to reach up and press the elevator down button even though we want to go up.
We leave for the Science Museum which we find has motorized pandas that you can drive around for the equivalent of 50 cents. Of course Tyler picks a beat up looking one that looks like it was soaked in the rain. Inside the museum there is an entire area dedicated to small children and we are able to spend a few good hours before he starts to get tired. It is probably time to change him anyway.
So there I was carrying him toward the bathroom and I felt it. With his bum resting on my arm he lets at least one go. I imagine there are two big ones in that diaper now. He is all smiles so he and I both know what needs to be done. I casually suggest to Sara who is walking beside me that she take this one, I need to do something. She happily agrees…she’ll be a good mother. At this point a careful self examination reveals that Tyler saving all the dookies for Sara may not be completely accurate as I mentioned before. I may be helping to tip the scales…either way it is not important. Besides I ate stinky tofu last night…I don’t want a flashback.
Arriving at the hotel Ty is clearly tired but fighting it. We decide to use the stroller again but this time we walk around the property. He is sleeping in moments. This allows me time to video tape the city streets.
Half the vehicles seem to be mopeds. In Taiwan, the joke about a moped being fun to ride until a friend catches you doesn’t translate. More interesting is that fact that most people ride mopeds with little breathing masks on. In fact, even just walking around a few people wear masks. Our understanding is that it is because of the air pollution. We have noticed that most days seem smoggy. Is this what L.A. will be like in a few years?
Forget car baby seats or booster seats. In Taiwan you are more likely to see a 3 year old holding on to the back of a moped with no helmet. It is actually pretty shocking for a country that is so industrialized. It was not uncommon to see a small child hanging onto the back of a moped and another between the parent’s legs in front. Oh yeah and we saw two accidents while we were here.
It’s Valentine’s Day. We eat in the hotel restaurant for the first time. As we sit down, we see that tonight is an 8 course meal. It is a no options special for Valentine’s Day. It’s romantic. We can definitely do this with a two year old. Wine is included, a toast, Happy Valentine’s Day! Ty is hungry. He uses the international sign for hunger by smashing his spoon into his plate repeatedly. The first course has just arrived and Sara and I start to identify the situation. We agree that if we have to leave before dessert that will be fine.
The waitress brings some soupy rice for Tyler which proceeds to consume at rapid speed. He hasn’t eaten that fast all week. The second course just arrives. Even with our inexperienced parenting we know a meltdown is only about 10 minutes of idle sitting away. The crayon and paper may give us 15.
I tell the waitress we would appreciate the next courses as fast as possible, explaining we need to leave in 20 minutes or so. She nods and I think we have a good understanding of the situation. Even if she didn’t understand English she sees the kid right? What about my hand moving from back to front in circles and saying faster. This is multi-cultural I hope. Well it’s not.
The next two courses are so delicious….seriously 5 star. Oh and the romance…candle light….soft music…dimmed room and fine linins. Actually it was not romantic because these two courses were spent taking turns walking/running with Ty in the halls to keep him occupied. I mean if you love fine things in solitude and love yourself in an unnatural way maybe it was romantic but again I digress. I have not seen Tyler this happy all week. He won’t stop laughing. Our lives were too uncomplicated before. This is fine.
If you can count you know we left with 4 courses remaining. We will need to imagine how tasty they were. Half price discount doesn’t translate though. The hostess’s English was great earlier. It’s not a big deal, even a 5 star meal here only cost $60 US dollars wine included.
Unfortunately our week is coming to a close. It is time to bring Ty back to his facility. Emotionally Sara is holding up much better than expected. We say bye and get some hugs. The video camera is on so we know we are not going to get the blowing of kisses. We found that by leaving the camera on all the time in the room we got some good video though. So how do you say ok it is time to leave in a situation like this? There were several minutes of lingering after we had already said bye. It is kind of dramatic. Tyler decides how this trip will end. He closes the door in our faces. Even his rudeness makes us laugh.
We get back to the hotel and there is no little boy to reach up and press the elevator down button even though we want to go up.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Day 7- Stinky Tofu
We met with 3 social workers all of them very nice. We got a good amount of detail in terms of the mother’s family background. Ty’s mother, grand parents and uncle signed off on the adoption. They are happy for him and the opportunities that he will have. For a number of reasons that I don’t want to get into, they are not able to take care of him. He has been at his facility with Ling since he was less than a month old. We found a couple of his baby pictures at Ling’s facility on the wall. They have some nice pictures that we will need to get copies of.
In between social worker visits we take Tyler to the mall. This time we need to find pants that fit. We know there is only one more day, but a pair of pants that is not falling off of him or up his crack would be nice. They have some more little rides for him at the mall. We have about 1000 pictures of him expressionless on the little rides outside department stores. As soon as we put the camera away he smiles. He is messing with us. He doesn’t like to be a show pony.
After naps we spent the afternoon playing in the room. He has a rock star guitar now and rocks out a bit. More repeated words. “Bye Bye” while blowing kisses is our new favorite.
It’s time for him to go to bed so we bring him back to Ling’s place. We have another night on the town planned by Grace and Edmund. Tonight we are going to Seafood Island. There is a small island in the harbor that is known for great seafood restaurants. To get there we have two options. First is a big ferry boat which looks very nice and new. The second and the one we want is a small flat fishing boat that looks about two hundred years old. This is an authentic experience. We are told that the safety railing on this boat is relatively new. Just a few years ago Edmund explains it was up to you to have good balance.
We toured a Buddhist Temple which was very interesting and serene. The restaurant has lots of fish tanks with perspective dinner items out front. I think I am going to like this. There is a lobster looking creature that has a flat pushed in head. I think we need to eat that. The food was great. The lobster like animal was fantastic. We also had some grilled fish that was out of this world. The mouth of this fish looked like a piranha but the body is like a yellow tail snapper. I can describe the fish well because it was served fully intact. The seasoning and sealed in juices make this so good I may try something similar on our grill back home.
Last night I decided I need to try both the 1000 year old egg and stinky tofu. Back to the night market we go. I am not going to be scared off this time. The 1000 year old egg when cut looks exactly like you would think. Picture a fossil you have seen at a museum. I go for it. The outer eggs tastes just like a hard boiled egg. What’s the big deal? I take a bigger bite that includes the yoke center. That may have been a mistake. The yoke tastes like a fermented raw clam. Sara is not interested at all. I am also unable to even convince Grace to try it. She lives here. Maybe this really was a mistake. My stomach is fine. Why push it though, I leave some on my plate.
Grace tells me that stinky tofu is much better than 1000 year old egg. I have to assume she is correct. Let’s find out. So we approach the stand. Edmund explains that they position the stinky tofu stand at the end of the market because even Taiwan people feel it stinks. It looks like fried dough triangles served with cabbage. Grace orders two plates one for her and Edmund and one for Sara and I. She seems sure we are going to like it.
I grab my chop sticks and inspect one. I smell it but the fried coating is hiding what is inside. I try my first bite. What the? I thought Andrew Zimmerman said the street market stinky tofu tasted like fine cheese. All I hear is Sara saying “why are your nostrils flaring like that, I’ve never seen you do that when eating”. My first bite was a small one composed mostly the fried portion and I don’t want to waste all this food unless I am sure I don’t like it. I also better suggest Sara taste it before I say anything that I am thinking. I don’t want her to miss out. So we do it together. Sara takes a bite and I take a bigger bite. Literally an explosion of flavor and now I know for sure. I just ate shit.
My stomach is doing flips. I start to look around to see where I could discreetly puke if it comes to that. Who eats stinky tofu for the first time without a drink handy? What is wrong with me? Grace and Edmund have already finished their plate. I suggest that they finish our plate as well to which Sara quickly agrees. We all start laughing because it is obvious that I am turning green. There is no more time for politeness. I confess that I am shocked that they can choke that stuff down and that I need to excuse myself to buy a sugary drink immediately.
Tomorrow is our final day with Tyler on this trip. Sara is starting to get emotional and we are still 24 hours out.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Day 6- Playground
This is the third day that Sara and Tyler over sleep at nap time and we missed our window to get to the science museum before 5pm. Ty and I both want out of the room. He is pushing is stroller into the door repeatedly. It’s cute because it’s not our door.
We pack up and head to the front desk. Today’s attendant didn’t speak English as well as the rest had earlier which stinks because today we need to get a recommendation on where we can take Ty to play. I found some words that triggered her to nod and walk off. This should be an adventure! This should be good, she returns and hands me a phone and motions for me to put it to my ear. It was her boss on the line who speaks fluent English. She recommended the Dream Mall. Honestly this Mall is nicer than most malls in the States. Everything was brand new and it even has a Ferris wheel on the roof.
Without Grace at meal time it is a struggle. Most menus don’t have any English. We found a restaurant that had pictures. For a social study when we get home we should try pointing at a picture in a menu and holding up our index finger to see what happens. Here it works fine. At different points in the meal Sara and I both got up and as we walked away to which Tyler screamed papa and mama. I think we failed to mention that we already gave the agencies the official go ahead to start finalizing our paperwork. The screaming papa and mama didn’t hurt to seal the deal though.
Ty is more regular now. We have had two more chuck full diapers. After our meal Sara handled one of these diapers in a careless manner and result was not pretty. I don’t want to be too graphic but some definitely got on bathroom counter. It’s the Mall’s fault, there was no changing table.
The Mall has a playground for very young kids so it was ideal. Some kind of fan propelled balloon cage with hundreds of balloons bouncing off his head was his favorite. There are many safety signs everywhere but they are not the kind of sign that has a picture of someone doing something with a red cross through it. That would have been too easy. Since we can’t figure out what they say, we approach activities slowly and usually only after we see someone else use them. In the case of the bounce house we had to assume there was a weight limit. So we put Ty in it and did the old lets put one foot in and see if we catch a disapproving look. No bad looks. We made it all the way in and no bad looks. Now we are jumping around with all our weight laughing, fully expecting this baby sized bounce house to explode on each landing.
Tyler starts playing with two little boys. He is helping to build a fort from soft blocks. As they finish he holds the hand of a boy slightly bigger than him and they make their way down the padded steps. Looks like he plays well with others…. Bonus! Oh look, a cute little girl approaches them. Get the camera’s ready…boom...Tyler whips out a left handed slap to her chest. This is when we as good parents rationalize the behavior as him just getting tired and it is time to go.
Now that the # 2’s are coming often, Sara is suggesting I become more active in the diaper changing department. I rolled the dice a few times so far and he is saving the solid waste for Sara. Good kid.
We pack up and head to the front desk. Today’s attendant didn’t speak English as well as the rest had earlier which stinks because today we need to get a recommendation on where we can take Ty to play. I found some words that triggered her to nod and walk off. This should be an adventure! This should be good, she returns and hands me a phone and motions for me to put it to my ear. It was her boss on the line who speaks fluent English. She recommended the Dream Mall. Honestly this Mall is nicer than most malls in the States. Everything was brand new and it even has a Ferris wheel on the roof.
Without Grace at meal time it is a struggle. Most menus don’t have any English. We found a restaurant that had pictures. For a social study when we get home we should try pointing at a picture in a menu and holding up our index finger to see what happens. Here it works fine. At different points in the meal Sara and I both got up and as we walked away to which Tyler screamed papa and mama. I think we failed to mention that we already gave the agencies the official go ahead to start finalizing our paperwork. The screaming papa and mama didn’t hurt to seal the deal though.
Ty is more regular now. We have had two more chuck full diapers. After our meal Sara handled one of these diapers in a careless manner and result was not pretty. I don’t want to be too graphic but some definitely got on bathroom counter. It’s the Mall’s fault, there was no changing table.
The Mall has a playground for very young kids so it was ideal. Some kind of fan propelled balloon cage with hundreds of balloons bouncing off his head was his favorite. There are many safety signs everywhere but they are not the kind of sign that has a picture of someone doing something with a red cross through it. That would have been too easy. Since we can’t figure out what they say, we approach activities slowly and usually only after we see someone else use them. In the case of the bounce house we had to assume there was a weight limit. So we put Ty in it and did the old lets put one foot in and see if we catch a disapproving look. No bad looks. We made it all the way in and no bad looks. Now we are jumping around with all our weight laughing, fully expecting this baby sized bounce house to explode on each landing.
Tyler starts playing with two little boys. He is helping to build a fort from soft blocks. As they finish he holds the hand of a boy slightly bigger than him and they make their way down the padded steps. Looks like he plays well with others…. Bonus! Oh look, a cute little girl approaches them. Get the camera’s ready…boom...Tyler whips out a left handed slap to her chest. This is when we as good parents rationalize the behavior as him just getting tired and it is time to go.
Now that the # 2’s are coming often, Sara is suggesting I become more active in the diaper changing department. I rolled the dice a few times so far and he is saving the solid waste for Sara. Good kid.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Day 5 – Newton’s law, what goes in must come out
Sara is not napping. I don’t want you to think she has a problem.
Our translator Grace and her husband Edmund took us out last night. It was an all you can eat hot pot restaurant that was truly great. We took piles of freshly shaved beef, pork, chicken, lamb and oh to the seafood. Plates of fresh oysters, crab, whole squids, and fish skins. Yes fish skins. FYI, if you leave fish skins it in the hot pot is turns to salty jelly. I had to try it. I find no reason to ever eat fish skins again though. The shrimp were actually still alive. You get to pick the ones you want out of the tank like lobsters! Sara had issues with their sad eyes looking at her but she got over it on her way to polishing off a bucket of them.
Edmund enjoyed potty humor so we bonded quickly. They then took us to the night market. For those that enjoy watching the Bizarre Food with Andrew Zimmerman show this is taken directly from one of his episodes. Stinky tofu, they let tofu rot to perfection then aptly name it. Buckets of Alcoholic snails! How about some chicken testicles? We saw people eating the “1000” year old eggs, yes I know what you are going to say, sounds like something Aunt Pauline had in her fridge at the lake. We may take a taxi back later in the week for some stinky tofu but no promises. While we ponder going back we found the link to Andrew Zimmerman’s Taiwan episode. See below.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ILexn0r6STg
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5SMPkyamuR8&feature=related
We just got the call that Tyler took a deuce the size of epic proportions then chased it with a quick second. Seems like a good time to pick him up. We were able to see where Ty has been living for his first two years. It was actually pretty nice. The government funds his facility. Not too many extras but a 1 to 3 nanny to child ratio and pretty safe. Children in his particular situation are able to stay at a facility like this for the first few years and then are sent to an orphanage if they are not adopted. There are a few kids there who won’t be adopted because they have serious medical conditions. It’s really depressing so I won’t go into details or explain why I am being so abstract.
This is supposed to be a fun blog so I need to change my thoughts. As you can tell this is a stream of consciousness. Maybe if I look around the room I will think of something to say….hmmmm….oh my god….Sara is sleeping! Maybe she does have a problem. Tyler is next to her. Both so peaceful…one of them is definitely snoring…I think it is Ty…it doesn’t sound like Sara’s standard deviated septum snore.
Yesterday at the lawyers office we got to briefly see Tyler’s uncle. He seemed like a nice guy about 20 years old. Outside of a quick introduction to the uncle our translator was busy working with the lawyer on the paper work. This left Sara and I to our own devices. She taps me and says…hey take a picture of him. Of course she had no intention of standing up and taking a picture of this guy herself. We went on to break down this guys facial and bodily characteristics until we were both convinced that he was definitely related. He was a pretty decent looking guy. I’m not just saying this as a potential proud father, but Tyler is probably going to do well with the ladies.
You may have noticed from the pictures that after day one Tyler’s hair got cut. One of the nannies asked us if it would be ok with us if he got his hair done. We happily agreed. I was as the point where I was considering using my beard and mustache trimmer on him. We have 3 cameras going on this kid perpetually…something needed to be done.
Based on Tyler’s earlier bowel issues we are going to play it safe for the rest of the week. We will keep it simple with soupy rice, fruits and eggs. His next hamburger will need to wait until he is back in the States. Maybe we can get Aunt Simone to make a famous milk man Hamburger.
Edmund and Grace run a lumber distribution business. They entertain their Canadian suppliers in Taiwan regularly so he knows where to buy things. He mentioned that many of these business men buy Rolexes every time they visit. I was very intrigued. I can’t go into detail but a little old lady, an alley, and short money was involved. Check out our night market picture where Edmund is flashing his new bling bling.
I am starting to think that toys that make sounds were not a great idea. He and I both know that A is for Apple at this point. His favorite toy only has only 3 buttons A, B, and C. You see where this is going.
It’s time to wake up sleeping beauties.
Our translator Grace and her husband Edmund took us out last night. It was an all you can eat hot pot restaurant that was truly great. We took piles of freshly shaved beef, pork, chicken, lamb and oh to the seafood. Plates of fresh oysters, crab, whole squids, and fish skins. Yes fish skins. FYI, if you leave fish skins it in the hot pot is turns to salty jelly. I had to try it. I find no reason to ever eat fish skins again though. The shrimp were actually still alive. You get to pick the ones you want out of the tank like lobsters! Sara had issues with their sad eyes looking at her but she got over it on her way to polishing off a bucket of them.
Edmund enjoyed potty humor so we bonded quickly. They then took us to the night market. For those that enjoy watching the Bizarre Food with Andrew Zimmerman show this is taken directly from one of his episodes. Stinky tofu, they let tofu rot to perfection then aptly name it. Buckets of Alcoholic snails! How about some chicken testicles? We saw people eating the “1000” year old eggs, yes I know what you are going to say, sounds like something Aunt Pauline had in her fridge at the lake. We may take a taxi back later in the week for some stinky tofu but no promises. While we ponder going back we found the link to Andrew Zimmerman’s Taiwan episode. See below.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ILexn0r6STg
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5SMPkyamuR8&feature=related
We just got the call that Tyler took a deuce the size of epic proportions then chased it with a quick second. Seems like a good time to pick him up. We were able to see where Ty has been living for his first two years. It was actually pretty nice. The government funds his facility. Not too many extras but a 1 to 3 nanny to child ratio and pretty safe. Children in his particular situation are able to stay at a facility like this for the first few years and then are sent to an orphanage if they are not adopted. There are a few kids there who won’t be adopted because they have serious medical conditions. It’s really depressing so I won’t go into details or explain why I am being so abstract.
This is supposed to be a fun blog so I need to change my thoughts. As you can tell this is a stream of consciousness. Maybe if I look around the room I will think of something to say….hmmmm….oh my god….Sara is sleeping! Maybe she does have a problem. Tyler is next to her. Both so peaceful…one of them is definitely snoring…I think it is Ty…it doesn’t sound like Sara’s standard deviated septum snore.
Yesterday at the lawyers office we got to briefly see Tyler’s uncle. He seemed like a nice guy about 20 years old. Outside of a quick introduction to the uncle our translator was busy working with the lawyer on the paper work. This left Sara and I to our own devices. She taps me and says…hey take a picture of him. Of course she had no intention of standing up and taking a picture of this guy herself. We went on to break down this guys facial and bodily characteristics until we were both convinced that he was definitely related. He was a pretty decent looking guy. I’m not just saying this as a potential proud father, but Tyler is probably going to do well with the ladies.
You may have noticed from the pictures that after day one Tyler’s hair got cut. One of the nannies asked us if it would be ok with us if he got his hair done. We happily agreed. I was as the point where I was considering using my beard and mustache trimmer on him. We have 3 cameras going on this kid perpetually…something needed to be done.
Based on Tyler’s earlier bowel issues we are going to play it safe for the rest of the week. We will keep it simple with soupy rice, fruits and eggs. His next hamburger will need to wait until he is back in the States. Maybe we can get Aunt Simone to make a famous milk man Hamburger.
Edmund and Grace run a lumber distribution business. They entertain their Canadian suppliers in Taiwan regularly so he knows where to buy things. He mentioned that many of these business men buy Rolexes every time they visit. I was very intrigued. I can’t go into detail but a little old lady, an alley, and short money was involved. Check out our night market picture where Edmund is flashing his new bling bling.
I am starting to think that toys that make sounds were not a great idea. He and I both know that A is for Apple at this point. His favorite toy only has only 3 buttons A, B, and C. You see where this is going.
It’s time to wake up sleeping beauties.
A night on the town
Sara here. I'm finally up from my nap and I want to say that kids really tire you out. Either that or I have mono.
Here are some photos from our night out. That shrimp kept eye-balling me and I was really grossed out. The last picture was of Tyler's orphange. His bed is the bottom bunk. Check out the outfit. He really needs some help with style!
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