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Thursday, March 23, 2006

Re: the cat sitter

Tell me if you think this is grounds for dismissal.

We enter the house after vacation to find a pile of cat puke on the new carpet and the radio on. It was my bedside clock-radio, mind you, which she futzed with to switch to the local "lite" station.

In the nearly incomprehensible little notes she leaves, she tells us that not only has she subjected our cat to "lots of love time" -- huh? -- but that we need to throw out our Iams cat food because it causes cancer. She wasn't even supposed to feed him the Iams.

Actually, the part that bothers me the most about this whole exchange is that I got woken up by a bleating Celine Dion this morning.

Pictures to come.

Monday, March 13, 2006

For the research scientist inside us all

Glory be to heaven: Trixie Tracker is now available to the general public.

The Trixie Tracker is the result of two stat-o-manic parents who wanted to keep a record of their newborn's diaper output, sleep patterns and feeding schedule. To put it plainly, it's a bit obsessive about the minutiae of a newborn's life, but would be a wonderful tool for those of us (ahem, me) who can't remember when the baby last ate, or whether or not the baby had a BM today.

I was (not so) secretly jealous when I discovered the Tracker on their website, The Trixie Update, because we were still being woken up every 2 hours or so and could barely function, no less remember when we last changed a diaper. I remember Heidi actually put together an Excel spreadsheet in an attempt to log sleep hours, but it was hard to keep up when Colin would sleep in increments of 10 minutes. Ah, the salad days.

Colin's a bit old for the Tracker now, but it is cool to know that fellow befuddled parents can use technology to aid them in raising a child. Now if only the computer would only figure out how to get those regurgitated milk stains out of the carpet...

Saturday, March 11, 2006

New look

We've revamped CL:tb because...well, just because. I was seeing a lot of blogs that looked exactly like ours, so this one's a bit more personalized. Still a work in progress, but it's a start.

We think the new look makes the site "pop". Yes, we've been watching too much TLC.

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Little Man Winter

Though winter has been fairly tame this year, it did come back with a vengeance on Sunday, just in time to ring in Colin's 17-month BD.

He had a ball getting pulled around in his inflatable sled. However, between this and the inflatable pool in summertime, we're going to invest in a foot pump or soon, Dad's lungs are going to explode through his chest.

Winter is a tricky time for little ones, and we're suffering a bit from cabin fever. Spring is right around the corner and soon he'll be tracking mud all across our brand new carpet.

And now for an update.
Words: Mama, dada, Elmo (of course), bye-bye, hi!, moon, moo, arf, meow (sorta), quack (once, but very distinct), where?, all done!, arm, no, snow, uh-oh, shoe, nice.
Favorite word: Elmo, followed closely by animatedly pointing and saying something like "Doo-way?", as if he's asking "Who's/what's that?"

Actions: climbing on everything, falling off things (ugh), grabbing as many things as he can hold in his hands at once and carrying them from room to room, feeding himself when he wants, but more often throwing food off his tray, dancing, running, stacking, wagging his finger when he does something wrong (imitating Heidi and I saying "no"), chasing the cat and/or Mom and Dad, throwing balls, laughing at our silliness, dumping out a box of Legos or crayons and then obsessively replacing them, starting to throw mini-tantrums (double ugh), turning on lightswitches, brushing his hair and teeth, splashing in the bath.
Favorite action: Lately, it's throwing a ball. It appears he's a righty. We're working on sliders as well as a four-seam fastball.

Things are good, but please someone, bring on the warm weather!