Friday, October 23, 2009

Fitz and Other Things


Fitz hit his 6 month mark at the end of September. It’s so cliché to say, but the time really has just flown by. The lives of my children are blurs in my memory.

Fitz had his 6 month checkup three weeks ago and was pronounced healthy and strong. He grabbed the doctor’s stethoscope and did not want to let go. Since Fitz frequently is grabbing my hair, my glasses, my shirt, etc. I can attest to the fact that once he has his hands on something, it is not easy to get his hands off that something. The stats from the appointment:

Head circumference: 18 inches, 90th percentile
Length: 29 inches, above 95th percentile
Weight: 20 lbs., 12 oz., between 90th and 95th percentile

This is not a small kid. The stats explain why he is wearing 12 month size clothes.

Fitz is doing well. He army crawls all over the house, has started crawling on hands and knees, frequently is up on both hands and feet, can hold his own bottle, gets himself into a sitting position, has started pulling himself to standing and is generally hitting all the physical milestones early. He continues to be a happy baby, but is crying a lot more these days, since he is falling over and bumping into things more. He is fascinated by the one brick high hearth in front of our fireplace, which he recently figured out how to crawl up onto. As a little girl I once spent 12 days in traction and a couple of months in a cast because of the damage a brick hearth can do. I’m not thrilled with Fitz’s obsession.


We started Fitz out on rice cereal and at first he hated it. He would eat it, but only because I forced the spoon in his mouth. He would keep turning his head and making faces every time I'd try to feed him. He seems to have gotten used to the rice cereal though and now we've added green beans to his diet. He likes them better than the rice cereal. He's super adorable when he eats and very patient. He's completely happy waiting for me to feed him and hasn't attempted to grab the spoon out of my hand. Since our dining room is carpeted, I appreciate that greatly.

First taste of rice cereal. Can you see the love?


As for the other things:

There is a lot going on. The move to the new house went just okay. There is a ton of stuff to do – organizing, taking even more to DI (why do we have so many stupid things?), putting pictures up on walls, buying appliances, cleaning up the yard and house exterior. Yikes. I hate moving. I might have to live in this 3 bedroom, 1 bath, 1000 square foot home for the rest of my days. I really hate moving.

Alek was suspended from school a few weeks ago because he got in a fight with a few kids that were verbally bullying him and his friends. Alek has impulse control issues and a bad temper. Not a good combination. So Alek did a lot of chores. He even did chores over at grandma and grandpa’s. He did a pretty good job of taking his punishment and not complaining – not a perfect job, but a pretty good job. Since then, he’s been doing much better at school; I think he actually took this incident to heart and understands he needs to change. He started cello a few weeks ago in an afterschool program and he really loves it. He wants to play a sport, too, but I have decided that I have a one-activity-besides-scouts-at-a-time rule. I don’t want to become one of those families that is constantly running from here to there because their kids are involved in 5 million things and then we end up never seeing each other. Sports will have to wait until the summer.


I love Alek.

Katie is a weirdo. Josh hates it when I say that, but I don’t mean it in a bad way. She’s just very silly and different. She’s also sassy and stubborn and a drama queen and a tree climbing, shark lover. She’s basically everything you could possibly love in a little girl. I love all my kids a ton and I am perfectly happy to have three sons. But I thank my lucky stars every day that I have a daughter and that that daughter is Katie. She is so fun and brings a totally different and amazing energy to our home. And her new thing is to say, “too either,” like, “Mommy, I have to go to the store, too either.” It’s very cute and funny. She also recently discovered a hand-me-down “ballerina” dress among her things. Once she had it on, she didn’t want to take it off. She danced all over the house and kept playing with the skirt. When she put it on, she ran to Alek and said, “Alek, look! I’m so pretty!” Seriously love this kid.



Charlie is doing well. He is saying more words all the time, although I still have a lot of trouble figuring most of them out. His therapies are going well and he is enjoying them. He’s doing a better job of communicating and is actually putting sentences together, although he still doesn’t necessarily direct his communication to anyone and he is hard to understand. But he’s coming along and it’s great to see his progress. He’s playing with toys a lot more and is spending more time stacking blocks and putting together connecting toys. He also is enjoying having a yard, although he still loves to put everything in his mouth and will swallow just about any object (we did find a coin in his diaper the other day – first kid in our family to do that). When he was playing outside over the weekend, I had to keep going outside to keep him from eating mud, rocks, sticks, fuzzy plant things – basically everything. Oh Charlie!

See the mud?

He also escaped from the backyard. He somehow managed to get the fence open and he went across the street and was in the neighbor's yard. Josh had just come inside for a minute and when he went back out, Charlie was gone. It was pretty terrifying. Fortunately, Charlie was fine, but Josh did some work on the fence that day that will prevent that from happening again.


This is a big deal.

I think Charlie's favorite thing about our new house is his bedroom. In the townhouse, his bedroom was upstairs and we didn't usually let him go up to his room to play; it was too hard to supervise him and make sure he wasn't getting into anything. Now that we're on one story, he'll just run into his room and hang out in there for a long time, looking at books, jumping on Katie's bed, getting every single toy out of the toy box. He loves it.

Josh and I are both doing okay, but we are busy. Josh got the horror comic job I posted about. Word is that the people involved in the project can’t stop talking about Josh’s pic, which he inked last week and they think the inked version is amazing too. They originally proposed to pay him one rate, but after seeing his inked version of the picture, they’re going to pay him a little more than they originally offered. He got the first script this week and is starting to work on the pages. Besides this job, he is still a full-time dad, the cook, working on his own project and doing all the organizing around the house I should be doing. He’s pretty amazing! Last week, he made a special dinner just for me (he made something else for the rest of the family) that was hot and waiting for me when I came home from Young Women’s. He’s the most considerate person on the planet.



The inked version


I am still actively involved in Young Women’s at church and somehow got talked into heading up the Young Women in Excellence event – which is a carnival, so you know, hardly any work involved. Fortunately, I have a lot of dependable leaders to delegate stuff to and who have amazing ideas for how to make the event a success. Hooray! I also got roped into chairing the Halloween festivities for our floor at work. I am also taking a community college course, but it’s online and it’s totally easy. Not a lot of stress associated with it, just one more time sucker. Work was extraordinarily stressful and lame last week. Everyone is going a wee bit crazy and taking frustrations out on each other. It’s awesome. On the other hand, I met with the big boss the other day and she said I was doing a great job. Also, my company is getting me a cell phone. WHA? So now I am important enough that I warrant a cell phone paid for by my company? Weird. I felt like I entered the Twilight Zone when she told me I was getting one.
Did I mention there are a ton of chickens in our neighborhood? They love to roam wherever and are frequently in our yard. See?



One of many that were in our front yard that day.
Anyway, that's part of the update. Check back soon for more cute pictures and video from the primary talent show.

Friday, October 02, 2009

Need to Post About Fitz

But I need to take and download some pics first. Fitz had his 6 month check up today. He's huge. The shots made him sleepy.

Josh has done some awesome artwork lately. I need to have him scan some things so I can post them here. We also need to update his web site.

Josh probably is going to have a paying job doing art for a published comic book in a little while. The author and the publisher wanted to talk some chick into "hosting" the book (I am not entirely sure I know what that means and I am too tired to go into my explanation of what I think it means. But basically the title of the comic is "Some Chick Presents . . ."). Jason (the artist/writer/publishing company owner who Josh met through his comic group) wanted Josh to do a sketch of this girl to help convince her that she wanted to do the book. Jason also thought if the writer and this girl liked the pic, they would want him to be the artist. Well, everyone loved the pic and now they are in negotiations and Josh will probably be drawing the book here pretty soon. Hooray! Very good news.

It's a horror comic (which thrills Josh's mom to no end) and this chick who will be the host is I guess pretty well known in horror circles. Anyway, here is the pic he drew.



Inspired by Mucha. I guess there is some other guy who wants Josh to draw his horror comic too. Josh is going to become known as the horror comic guy I guess. Oh well, at least he'll get paid! :)

My writing is terrible right now. I am aware of that. I am tired and crabby and my head hurts. I'll post about Fitz later.

Monday, September 21, 2009

Open Mouth, Insert Foot

My poor husband spends most of sacrament meeting every week in the overflow with Charlie. Charlie tends to get a little loud and distracting during the meeting, so Josh takes him out. He wants to still be able to hear the talks, so he tries to sit in the overflow when he can (the accordian curtain things are usually closed since our ward is not that big).

Today, he was sitting back there with Charlie and a man Josh has known she he was a kid who is in a different ward came in there. Josh has never had the best feelings for this man as it is -- this is not a guy who has ever been very nice to him. This man did not help himself much today. He said to Josh, "Are you trying to teach reverence or does he have you well trained?" I'm not sure what the man meant by that, but Josh felt like the man was commenting unfavorably on his parenting. So Josh said, "He's autistic so he'll just do what he wants." The man turned red, Josh picked up Charlie, left the room, and missed the rest of sacrament meeting.

I think Josh and I are going to have to develop thicker skins. People will inevitably start making more comments like this to us as Charlie gets older and his quirks become more noticeable.

On a positive note, Charlie is doing well. He "kissed" me on the forehead the other day (put his lips on my forehead -- that's how he kisses), he waved to me yesterday when I said hi to him, he's stacking building blocks and putting together toys that link up. These are big accomplishments for Charlie and I am so pleased with what he is learning and how he is growing. His therapy hasn't helped him in ways that I have really anticipated -- I was expecting other things, I guess -- but I am learning to appreciate every tiny milestone. Charlie will never be like everyone else (and thank goodness for that really, right?), but I am hoping that Josh and I can provide him with opportunities to fulfill his potential.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Fitz Update

Fitz has been learning some new skills lately. A little over a week ago, he got up onto his hands and knees and started trying to crawl.

Not too long after that (last Sunday, in fact), he figured out that he didn't have to be up on his hands and knees to crawl effectively and he started army crawling. He was already pretty mobile just rolling around and kinda scooting; he is now very fast. Thus begins a dangerous time in his life. There are too many things lying around all the time that he shouldn't have. I try to keep things picked up, but it usually doesn't work out too well.

Fitz is also very close to being able to sit up. He can tripod for a while. Like in the picture below. And the video.



Wednesday, September 02, 2009

What I Think About When I Think About My Dad

Tuesday was the ninth anniversary of my dad's passing. The day kinda crept up on me. I didn't even realize what day it was until mid-afternoon. It made me feel bad, like I had forgotten my daddy.

Of course, that is ridiculous. I think about my dad every day. Every day, I wonder things like,

Is Daddy happy with the man I chose to be my eternal companion?




If dad were here, would he and Josh bond over their love of monster movies, history, and John Wayne? Would dad quickly pick up on the fact that I married a man who has a sense of humor very similar to his own? Can he see how well Josh treats me and how he honors his priesthood?


I wonder what my dad thinks about this little guy's name.


Does he realize that it's a tribute to him? Fitzwilliam means "son of William." I want Fitz to be my daddy's son in the sense that I want him to be like him. To be happy and funny and kind, to love God and his family fiercely, to make sacrifices in order to do what's right and good, to love to learn, to be a good man. Does my Dad understand all that? Did Dad help Fitz get ready to come here? Does Fitz maybe still remember my dad, but he just can't tell me?
Does Charlie melt Dad's heart just like he melts mine?

Does he swell with pride at every milestone and accomplishment in this little boy's life? What did he think the other day when Charlie "kissed" Fitz on the forehead? Does he laugh at all of Charlie's silliness and just want to pick him up and squeeze him and kiss him all the time? Does it hurt him that he can't?

Does he see how much this little girl is like her mom and how she is also so very different?
Does he understand all the Katie language that is still mixed in with the English she is getting better at speaking? Does he fear her dating years as much as I do? Will he be as indignant as me when people are not as kind to her as they should be, when she is not treated as the queen she will become?
Does he worry about Alek as much as I do or does his current state of being help him to avoid those kinds of feelings?
Does his heart swell with love and joy when Alek bears his testimony? Does he roll his eyes when Alek is being melodramatic or does he laugh at me because I am getting exactly what I deserve? Is he disappointed that I still haven't taken Alek to a baseball game? Does he know how much I have wished every day that he could be here with me, watching him and my other children grow, instead of seeing this all from heaven?
Sorry, Dad, that I was so self-absorbed and busy that I barely remembered to observe your passing. But you know I've been thinking about you. Every day, for nine years.
Love you.
P.S. Who do you think this kid looks like? And isn't it funny that he's in a very dirty onesie in the cutest pictures we've taken of him so far?