Stuff Sam Does

Welcome back to Sam’s Blog.

 

Sam is six months old now. As you can see in the pictures, he’s doing lots of stuff. He can sit up and eat and laugh and…he doesn’t roll over. This wouldn’t be such a big deal as he can roll to his side. And it’s not a big deal because when left on his play-mat he manages to scoot a couple feet away. The rolling over isn’t such a big deal as my mother insists he did roll over once (I wasn't there to verify). And it's not a big deal...to him.

 

My brother moved back to Seattle and in with our friend Eric who has a daughter Kaylie who is a month younger than Sam. Scott likes to call to tell me that Kaylie is very advanced—tumbles and creeps and will be attending Harvard next year. I had no idea how competitive I was until I was on the blanket with Sam trying to teach him the mechanics of rolling…as I don’t know the mechanics of rolling this was quite a lesson. This competitive streak in me doesn’t bode well for us—I’m sure I’ll be ousted from his sports programs.

 

Of course I’m joking. Sam is going at his own pace, a pace that is natural to him. But as I was rolling around (because I did do that) I realized that regardless of how he develops, grows and changes, I’m exactly the same obsessive nutcase. I thought parenting might make me Ghandi-esque. No such luck.

 

Thankfully, my nuttiness isn't effecting his mood. He's a happy baby as you can see.

Sam's Peops III: Contact

Picture #3 is of Dr. Gong. Dr. Gong helped us get Sam (whenever I say this, my mother-in-law raises an eyebrow and checks Sam for any feature that might be Chinese). Dr. Gong told Dave that acupuncture would give him “more power” and he told me to give up the western infertility treatments (which were making me crazy anyway) and stick with the needles. Two months later I was pregnant with Sam. He retired a couple of weeks ago and we’re sad about it as we were hoping he'd help us get Sam the Sequel. We’ll miss Dr. Gong and his Pat Boone white bucks.

Sam's Hats

Sam's a real Dapper Dan in his hats. One of his genetic gifts is the big Cusella noggin. Sometimes this feature makes him look like a lollipop, but it sure does make him look good in hats.