Nick Postagulous
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
Busy Busy Busy
I’ve been really busy lately, work-wise. These new responsibilities of mine, are really making me evaluate the local radio stations as I drive drive drive all over the place. I’m also testing for hydrogen sulfude at one location. Joy. The thrill of the laptop is totally over. Totally.
Pretty Good Weekend for Tiny Kiddos
Nina was pretty good all weekend. The only thing that seems to be really going on with her is that she is getting sick of Pediasure. Well, it’s only natural since normally kids just can’t stand the stuff anyway. But now that she’s up to 20.5 lbs, maybe they’ll take her off of it. She has about three weeks until her next doctor appt and I’m sure they’ll let us stop doing the Pediasure, or at least cut back. It’s expensive.
Nanny and Papa (Grandma and Grandpa Brockman)
We ate at my parents’ house last night and Nina pretty much scarfed meatloaf, broccoli, and potatoes. She also had a cookie and ice cream. In fact, I think that on Monday, Nina only had only one bottle of Pediasure, but she ate so much random stuff on Sunday and then on Monday, that I wouldn’t expect her to need it.
Half Puffer Fish, Half Chipmunk
Sunday, when she woke up, I fed her some babyfood while Alison was getting ready for church. Nina did something odd. We had the Boohbah on, so as to brainwash her into inactivity while both of us were getting ready, and I kept it on while I fed her. She was staring at the TV and I was spooning Something Beef and Something Something Dumplings babyfood into her mouth. But after a while, she was trancelike looking at the Boohbah and didn’t eat anymore, but would still open her mouth for me to put in more food. Soon, she was in full chipmunk mode, cheeks a-puffed. I stopped putting food in and she kept staring at the TV. I called to Alison to turn the TV off, and she did. Nina blinked, looked at me, and then started swallowing all the babyfood in her mouth.
She did that again a few minutes later, sans TV. I just covered her eyes for a few seconds and then uncovered them. She did the same. She blinked, looked at me, and then started swallowing the food.
Alison’s Official Title
Alison was pleased that, while in PM worship at church, while we are trying to keep Nina quiet, Nina proclaimed “Mama!” and slammed her head into Alison’s chest. Alison was grinning from ear to ear. I get called Dada all the time thought. I’m that good.
No Pppppppppppppppppt Allowed
We also have now successfully, at least temporarily, gotten rid of one of Nina’s annoying and rude habits. She used to like making I guess what you’d call Raspberry noises. She’d do this when unhappy in her car seat or when she was sick of the food that was currently in her mouth. And she’d keep raspberrying until she got all the food out. Through the harsh saying of “No” twice to her, and pushing her stuffed “cat block” onto her mouth (partially to get her to stop and partially to keep her spit from getting all over her clean dress), and her crying about it with genuine crocodile tears, the bad habit is broken. She now knows that if she doesn’t like the food in her mouth, she can indicate this by holding her tongue out and we’ll napkin it off. The only acceptable protests in the car are whining and crying. Fake crying is not acceptable, and I don’t think that Nina will ever win an Emmy award. At least not while she’s an infant/toddler.
Oh, and she might be a toddler. She does toddle. But she doesn’t toddle very far at one go.
Her new bad habit is trying to chew on her sleeve. Freak.
