"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday Auntie Ala, happy birthday to you!"
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Two happy kidos both looking (somewhat) towards the camera. A rare but prized occurrence.
As an icon of 20th century America, a close second to the apple pie/baseball cliche is the red Radio Flyer wagon. Mom's always wanted a red wagon to tote the kids around so Nieve 'gave' Ronan a plastic, ergonomically shaped (and made in China) 21st century Radio Flyer branded wagon when she was born last April.
"Common... let's get this bucket moving!"
With molded seats and restraining belts the wagon makes for comfortable, convenient, safe(ish) transit for two little ones around the neighborhood.
Nieve loves riding in the wagon. When we start to walk she'll firmly grab both rails, lean forward, and with a broad smile encourage whomever is pulling to keep going. Ronan only tolerates being a passenger for short spans of time or when he's just too fatigued to walk. We're lucky that when he tires of riding he's eager to do the pushing/pulling!
All bundled in a fuzzy bunting suit and ready to roll
Friday, January 21, 2011
I love that Grandpa did all the work. Nice job, Grandpa.
Last weekend Grandma and Grandpa came up for a quick visit - it was great to see then and the kids had a blast. Specifically Ronan enjoyed showing them some local parks and Hidden Villa, while Nieve kept busy working on her new skills and collecting lots of hugs. Grandma and Grandpa took lots of photos, and Grandpa created the great video above from their pictures.
Three generations of Teetzels enjoying a Sunday drive
Not quite as windy as the convertible but still fun as long as Grandma's there
Another highlight for Ronan was the ride in G&G's bright red convertible bug - he was particularly fond of speeding along I-280 with the top down. He was laughing the entire way at how my, "hair is dancing!" from all of the wind. Thanks Grandma and Grandpa for making the trip up!
The smile says it all
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
On Saturday we took advantage of an unusually warm mid-January morning to hike at our local Arastraderro Preserve. Walking up a long hill in the full sun made Ronan sweaty - he decided that he was no longer interested in wearing his shirt. He quickly disrobed, pulled a 'muscle man' pose for the camera, and ran back down the hill towards Mom and Nieve while screaming, "I'm getting my Vitamin D! I'm getting my Vitamin D!"
Friday, January 14, 2011
'Evie'? Perhaps 'Pork Chop', in honor of that hunk of meat she's shoving in her face, is more appropriate? And yes, one tooth seems to be all she needs to get through that pork chop.
I've always loved the name Evie and, to my delight, Ronan has started to call Nieve exactly that. We've been referring to her as 'Nevo' - cute nickname, but being a cross between 'Nemo' (a lost little clown fish) and 'Devo' (a kitschy punk band from the '80s) means that it's better retired sooner rather than later.
Not exactly supporting evidence for my claim above, but kind of fun nonetheless
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Can you find the tooth?
We've been claiming that Nieve has been teething for a few months now, but finally her first tooth has cut through the gum. It's the lower front-left-incisor, and Nieve cannot keep from probing it with her tongue.
How about now?
Nieve's been sick for the past several weeks (five weeks, to be exact) so we just assumed the bug was behind her somewhat grumpy mood. We're guessing that teething is at least partially responsible for this prolonged bout of fussiness, or so we hope.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
It's always fun to play with Cheerios
One of the skills we enjoy watching Nieve develop is her fine motor coordination. Being a determined little girl (and patient, at least when she's focused) her grasping ability has become refined in a short amount of time.
Competently manipulating a toy she found at the Children's Discovery Museum
Nieve's eager to eat solid food, so the Cheerios we put on her tray seem to be accelerating her ability to get small things to her mouth with ease. She earned the nickname 'il cobra' due to her fast, accurate 'striking' when she targets what she wants.
Studying the variations of Trader-O's - and having the dexterity to do it
Several pairs of glasses and headphones, keys and even a lollypop have been snatched by Nieve from startled, unsuspecting prey (the lollypop was Ronan's, and he was not amused).
"Woah! Where's my lollipop!"
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
My new feel better friend - Ronan's Ramone
This morning was the end of my two month paternity leave, and, while I love where I work, I was not looking forward to being away from the kids. I told Ronan that I wish that I could stay but I couldn't, and gave him a kiss goodbye.
He responded, "Wait, Dad, take Ramone! He'll make you feel better." Ronan picked up his toy car Ramone and handed it to me. I was touched that Ronan, at some level, understood the situation.
Mom also gave me a wonderful picture book of the last eight months
Ramone's been with me (either in my pocket or on my desk), and Ronan was right - the little car does make me feel better.