Monday, September 30, 2013
16 weeks pregnant in two days. It has gone fast, not something I would have said for either of my previous first trimesters.
Things I want to remember:
Marley referring to fruit cocktail as fruit cottontail.
Marley referring to every fast food restaurant as "Old McDonald's".
Solomon having the definition of "on purpose" and "on accident" switched. "I sorry Marley. It was on purpose."
No matter if I lose my anchor
Lost to the passage of time
I will never be lost at sea.
God's hand is over me.
Monday, September 23, 2013
It was the sweetest/saddest thing I have ever heard. It also gained me a little insight into my son.
I have found that I hold a pretty unpopular opinion about privacy. I discovered this fact by conversations about the more invasive searches done in airports. Policies put in place for security. My opinion, in brief, is that I would rather someone see me naked if it meant they saw the other passenger with weapons/explosives hidden on their person naked too. I don't have anything worth hiding so much that it involves heightened risks of danger to myself, my family, or others.That isn't the same as police searches of course, but I follow the same vein of reasoning. If you follow the laws and don't carry a concealed weapon with no license, or carry around open containers or drugs, or pack your trunk with body parts or fugitives then the worst part of a search is time lost. People do such a good job of wasting their own time, safety seems like an appropriate place to have some time wasted. To be fair, I think the phrase "probable cause" leaves HUGE amounts of discretion to the officer. For example: I am a police officer and I pull someone over for failing to maintain their lane. I get out and ask if there is anything in the car and can I search it. The suspect says "no". As a person, a curious person whose responsibilities involve crime detection, I am going to be suspicious. I will probably even feel I have probable cause. So even if that suspect is just a hardliner libertarian who enjoys being obstinate, I am going to think he is hiding something criminal. So, do I think Police should have lots of room in regards to when and where searches are carried out? Yes, I do. Do I agree with the laws that dictate what is and isn't an offence? Not, all the time. I think some laws waste police time and budget. I also think that there is a lot of unwarranted fear against police and their invasions on our sacred realms of privacy and that a little perspective would help to alleviate some of those misconceptions.
Friday, September 20, 2013
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
It never really registered what a creepy miracle it is to have your first look at baby in utero and that the view is a cross section. Weird.
Today after dropping Marley off at kindergarten and handing Solomon over to Robyn, I went to Good Sam to get a look at baby 3 (who is nicknamed thufir, cutie bananas, and chewy). My due date was originally down as March 24th but after they did measurements they changed it to March 19th. Marley and Solomon got both of their due dates from sonogram dating and both were born one day after their estimated due dates. So I'm secretly going to believe it's March 20th. Baby was mostly uncooperative about being measured and photographed but the technician was unrelenting.
She subtly paused near the hind quarters where gender questions are answered, but whenever I'm pregnant my eyesight gets worse and the screen was small so I have not a clue.
If behavior is any indication (sonogram behavior) and someone asked my guess I'd say boy, since Solo never was still in ultrasound photos either.
I still have not made this pregnancy Facebook official.
Sunday, September 15, 2013
When he's tired, he will tell you.
He is currently in a not-interested in food phase.
He plans on having a beard some day.
He LOVES candy.
Blue is his favorite color.
He likes to help most of the time.
He just got a new bedroom door and he loves it. It is small and in a new position and it's new.
When we get to a stoplight he likes to say "Red, Stop!" Or "Green is go!"
All little boys are his instant best friend (unless they try to compete for the soccer ball).
He is a total chauvinist.
He has a lot of me to him, which is scary.
Facebook posts about Solo recently:
1."Solo crept into our bed last night and in his sleep he punched me in the face and whispers "I forgive you.""
2. "(overheard in car) Solomon: I really missed you today Mah-ley. Marley: I missed you too."
3. "My son is related to me. I asked him for a kiss and he said "Yeah, if you get me some peanuts.""
4. "Marley just walked in the room and gave me her list of things to do while she's at kindergarten. I asked her to read it to me. Turns out it is care instructions for Solomon. "Feed him when he's hungry. Care for him with a smile...""
5. "Soooo my dad is replacing the toilet and bathtub upstairs (remember that leaking microwave?) and the new toilet is yet to be installed, it is sitting in my dressing area. APPARENTLY Solomon had to go during quiet time because it is now also full of pee."
6. "Solo: it smells like bacon. My daddy makes bacon.
Katie: my daddy makes bacon. He smells like bacon.
Solo: my daddy smells like bacon too
Katie: my daddy had bacon in his room. "