Nick's Life: December 2012

We opened the month with Nick knocking his teeth out at school. He was upset for a few minutes, then stayed in school the rest of the day.  When I went to pick him up and asked what happened, he'd forgotten. He hit the floor face first in the gym off of a scooter.  The school just stuffed his bloody shirt in his bag, and gave him a new one. The after-care director was quick to tell me how Nick was harrassing another kid that day, which I mentioned, "Did you noticed he mangled his teeth earlier today? They're half missing?"  "Oh, no, I didn't."  School is frustrating.

We had Brandi's parents here for a week at the holidays. They spent time outside sledding with Nick after I shoveled about 8 inches over three falls in 12 hours.  We played scrabble with Nick, where he makes his own rules with wrapping words around corners, and even taught me a few legit words I would never have thought of. And we made Christmas cookies (200 calories apiece.) Our house was decorated to the max this year, and ready for entertaining.

For Christmas, Brandi's parents were in first, then the girls came in behind them for a two-day house full of holiday.  What I'll remember: Jessica's nose turns red when she's excited, there was more than one Kind Herod, and a bipod can works as well as a tripod for taking pictures in a pinch. Brandi was an amazing chef for a full week (homemade potato soup!), and I gained all the weight we were hoping Nick would put on. As smooth a holiday as we've had, the best picture is all of us watching Nick drag Mason off the couch and into the picture. Some of the best moments just can't be planned.

L to R: Kiersten (Miranda's), Mason (Robin's), Nick, and Noah (Miranda's).

In our new car, he loves listening to the video games through the stereo system, so he plays Bad Piggies, and blares the game's music.

Lots of drawing this month, drafting sharks and ocean life, cutting them out to create impressive artistry. One evening, he put on a play in the kitchen with a large background of ocean taped to the bar, and sharks cut out on laundry pins. He got a ton of markers, boards, and art supplies for Christmas along with Legos and R/C planes. And now we're practicing with the Flight Simulator from Uncle Jason.

Nick's best lines of the month:

"I have a stomach shark," when his tummy hurts.

"Holy dunkelosteous!" when he's amazed. (That's a prehistoric fish.)

After receiving so many flying toys for Christmas, "Mama, all night I was working on my flying skittles!"

Every other statement from him is, "Do you know what?" To which we reply, "chicken butt!"  Still doesn't stop him, no lesson learned.

"No cotton swabs, Mama! They damage my ears!  I need the Wax Ax! (Some contraption he saw on TV for cleaning ears, but I'm sure that's not what they call it. Or they need a better marketing department.)

Constantly correcting our 'bad words', he tells mama, "You don't need to say bad words. Just say "Oh, snap!" Here watch... [he drops a Lego on the floor] Oh, snap! That's how you do it!"

Naming the sharks he got for Christmas: Jaws John Lamper is the Air Swimmer, Jaws Finneker is the plastic shark with a hinged mouth, and Jaws Torey Great White is another rubber shark.

Pictures from December and Christmas.

- Jason

Nick's Life: November 2012

Nick's picked up a 'verbal crutch' where he's starting most statements with, "Actually..."  And he's getting cockier, with statements like, "I put that there for a reason!" or  "Not now, I have important work to do, Dad." Probably need some polish on those communication skills before he marries Zoey or Lilly and drives them nuts (theoretically he's marrying them both.  I'm not sure that's a good idea.) His classmates love his mother more than him, as she brings muffins at school every Friday, always a different flavor. Brandi's been a big help in the classroom, and it's given us a good picture of what goes on in school. (I don't understand modern education.)

We had a quiet Thanksgiving at home.  Had the usual "turkey chase" where Nick flees from the angry bird before it meets the oven (one of many angry birds in our lives). Brandi and Nick built a gingerbread house from a kit, which was not as tasty as it was interesting (and unstable.) And we erected the Christmas tree, which you'll see Nick's arrangement of the lights in the photos. We're the only house on the block with the Christmas lights up, the Halloween pumpkins still on the porch, and the fourth-of-July flag in the window. May as well leave it all up until Easter now.

He lost his first tooth, near the end of October, beginning of November (forgot which day.)  He's already swelling as the molars start coming in, too. He got the usual Tooth Fairy visit, who was quite generous with a reply note and a dollar coin.  However, she also stole several things from the house which came up missing that same night, like Brandi's pillow.  Honestly, we're not sure where several items went, so the Fairy is getting the blame.  In the picture you'll see both my kids (the 5-year-old, and the 70-year-old) are now missing the same tooth.

Nick's obsessed with the new iPhone game 'Bad Piggies', which is really an impressive exercise in engineering. And Star Wars Angry Birds, which he really doesn't know what Star Wars is yet.  But the best App of the month is the new voice on the MotionX GPS that Nick selected for Mama... 'The Cougar' ("Re-routing. I don't mean to be rude, but you're going the wrong way, Darlin'. Is this going to go on all night?")

- Jason

Nick's Acting Debut

I mentioned Nick's acting gig for my project at work, and thought I'd share a couple photos from the shoot. The first one is of Nick showing them how he chugs a bottle of water (not part of the script, he volunteered that during a break), and the second is Nick doing his homework at the kitchen bar. Fortunately my office is a full-service facility, and we were able to simulate every room in a typical house from inside our building. As the casting director, I'm biased when I say we had great actors! He took to his Hollywood family like they'd always been there, eager to entertain.  We've finally published a generic version of the video for marketing and sales, accessible here.  Enjoy!

Nick's Life: October 2012

Nick's Uncle Jason came to visit this month, and Nick ended up with an xBox 360 gaming console. Turns out I play it more than he does (not all that much yet) but it does have some awesome car racing games (where we can actually race cars we own, and wreck them without guilt), and Nick is getting into airplane simulation. We also got outside to the pumpkin patch at Long's Farm, with apples and cider.

We visited the Ann Arbor Hands-On Museum early in the month, where Nick got to play with educational games, and make candles.

He's started telling good jokes this month: "What do you call a cow with three legs?  Lean beef."  "What do you call a cow with no legs?  Ground beef."   And the whistling isn't as annoying now as others can recognize the tunes.

His grandpa grew him pumpkins in the back yard again this year, which he named Mr. Brown Stem, Judy, and Henry. We went 'trick-or-treat' in our neighborhood again, with Jack and his mom, and other kids. They had us over for hot dogs as a starter, before the candy consumption began.  Nick ate alot, but he never got sick. He dressed as a Shark this year, consistent with every book and TV show we've been watching the past month. The books we're reading now on sea life are way past kids' level (like, I can't pronounce half the words) but he can't get enough of them.

We shot a video at work for use with our eCommunity practice, and Nick was a star. We needed a young kid, so I volunteered him to help out.  The director asked if he was a hired actor. He was very cooperative, staged himself perfectly, and took immediately to his 'Hollywood family', two of my coworkers who are better looking than Nick's real parents. It happed to be the Halloween celebration at work, and he wore his shark costume for part of the day.  His best show is when he lays down on the ground, face down, to simulate a real swimming shark. He's become a mascot of sorts at work, where I've seen his picture spreading all over the office.

One day he looks at his chest and says, "What are all these cracks?" referring to his purple veins. (The Red Cross is going to be all over him, too.) We were wrestling in the house, and barked at me, "Stop or I'll strike!" which is from a snake story we've read. 

Pictures this month, as we get ready to close out year five!

- Jason

Nick's Life: September 2012

I looked forward to that father-son bonding moment where I steadied him on his bike absent training wheels, running behind him down the driveway cheering on his accomplishment, giant grin of paternal satisfaction. No such Kodak moment with Nick.  He basically hopped on the neighbor's bike, and rode off. They spent an entire summer practicing with their son, and then Nick comes along and acts like he didn't even notice the training wheels were gone. We had a mini-ritual of removing the training wheels from his bike, and then he rode off. The braking lesson took a little longer, but he had that down in about an hour.

Early in the month we flew kites at Kensington Metropark. He and mama both had their own kites, and we flew them for two hours on a perfect afternoon. He picked up quickly how to manage the string and keep a kite in the air.  We also participated in the Milford Duck Race where we bought a little rubber duck and watched it run down the small river (while avoiding being stepped on by the local idiots.)

When Nick is tired, he's done.  One picture this month is of him falling asleep while balanced between the couch and table.  But he always finds the energy for Gymnastics class.  He runs poor Coach Megan pretty ragged, then runs over to her at the end of class, and tells her, "You did good, Coach Megan," blows her a kiss, and she blushes. He's starting to wield charm as a weapon. There's a little girl named Zoey in his gymnastics, and kindergarten class at school. One of those kids at five years old where you think, he could marry this one if he wants. He'll be courting her with petal showers soon, I'm sure (where he pulls pedals from roses and tosses them over your head.)  Unlike the little boy who crowded him in line, which Nick plastered him over the head with his cafeteria tray. The kids are required to draw a picture of their misbehavior, and Nick drew two stick figures with trays over their heads, in battle (his drawing continues to impress me). He explains the lesson learned as, "First you tell the teacher. If that doesn't work, then WHAM!"  I'm working with him, trying to delay or eliminate the second phase of his approach.

Other firsts: tie-up laces on tennis shoes, but when he ties them wrong and his mama corrects him, he tells her, "No, honey, it's like this." He had his first sleep over, at William's house. He also learned to whistle this month (and won't stop, even with his mother threatening to pummel him... whistles during dinner, during TV, in the tub, in bed.)  He has his first loose tooth, a little early. 
He's almost the same height that I was at 6 years old, about four months early, and he's in pants that fall off his waist becase his legs are so long, pants that fit him have a waist for an eight-year-old. At the doctor for his latest vaccinations, he tells the nurse, "I like shots just a little bit, I'm tough."  Then switches his story when the needle appears to, "I do NOT like shots."

- Jason