19 July 2010

From onry to okay!

Riding in a carseat? Not totally fun. It would make anyone grumpy. The thing i love about Soren, though, is that he doesn't always stay grumpy for very long. 

Witness this miraculous progression and you'll see why Soren is one of my favorite people in the world.

First, he's grumpy. No car seat!

Still pouting...

Starting to crack...

Pretending to be grumpy...

Starts to smirk...

Back to laughing...

Back to happy!! What a guy!

23 June 2010

Jokester

Soren is starting to tell jokes now. Yesterday's favorite:

"Woof! Luna?* Nurse?...... Noooooo! Haha!"

*Luna is our neighbor's dog. Soren is her biggest fan. Variations of this joke have included replacing "Luna" with "toes," "record ('geckord')," and "CD," none of which, of course, nurses. This, apparently, is delightfully funny if you are 2.


16 June 2010

Cincinnati Nature Center

Soren got to feed the prehistoric turtles (and feisty fish!) at the Cincinnati Nature Center.  Here in the Ohio River valley, the idea of "nature" is a lot different than the Pacific coast. We're in a swamp. Think: lush, humid, dense, hot, and DENSE. Everything grows everywhere. The rivers and lakes were brown from 2 days of intense downpours. It's definitely a different aesthetic than I grew up with, but I'm getting used to it. Sometimes, I even like it.

We went for a day trip through a series of trais, throwing fish food, looking at plants, walking in the shade of old and tall trees. Soren couldn't have been happier (though, he was a bit tired).


My dad, teaching the ways of the world.
I've said it before, but he has an uncanny connection with his Grandpa. Pretty fascinating!



After throwing in handfuls of turtle food, Soren wondered if the swimming critters would like to taste his hat. Notice that it is conspicuously absent from the following pictures! Here is my dad rescuing said hat.




Soren feeling deep regret. Deep, deep regret.



Of course, Grandma is pretty cool too.



Big guy, little guy.


And my sworn enemy made many an appearance.
I am currently losing to my 3rd batch of poison ivy for the summer.



Look at that crazy hair! Still so light, still so slight.

01 June 2010

Photo shoot

The things that i never thought would happen: doing a photo shoot with a Graduate student on campus with a 2 year old toddler strapped to my back!!

Inevitably, Soren wanted to get down and take a look around at the butane torches, sharp things, technical-looking things, but he did great by eventually deciding to stay put in the Ergo carrier. He was very curious to see what I was doing, though, so he would pose for the camera when i took a picture over my shoulder.

I love seeing him peek around my shoulder.

After acquiring his freedom, he tore off through the campus of University of Cincinnati. I love watching him run. I think he's pretty set on the Electrical Engineer/D.J. career path already, but he definitely has the grace to be a professional dancer, if he ever wanted to be.



The Very Hungry Caterpillar Party

The cake was extra tasty when served with Leif's homemade peach ice cream.



Our spread of TVHC-inspired food.

Prepping the construction paper "fruit" and butterfly wings.

The older kids decorated butterfly wings, then we glued them to the clothespins
to make butterfly magnets.

After all that paper cutting, we forgot to play "pin the fruit on the caterpillar's mouth"...
However, I did remember to move the knife block before the party started.

Soren was in juice heaven.

This kid is crazy for bubbles.

Thank you again to John and Eliasz for expertly tilling our melon-patch-to-be.

Sudhir and Soren are such good buddies.

The sign of a good toddler party... all toys removed from their proper place.

18 May 2010

Happy Birthday, Soren!


May 18, 2008: 3 pounds 10.5 ounces, 15 3/4 inches long


April, 2009: Almost 1! I nearly forgot how bald he was.


April, 2010: Riding the carousel at the zoo


Easter, 2010: Playing with his favorite friend, Mae

It didn't take him long to grasp the whole egg hunting thing
once he figured out that treats ("teets!") were inside...

May, 2010: Sharing a cup of coffee with mama.

Two years and one day ago the neonatologists were in our hospital room talking about the neurological and physical risks that Soren would face if he was born two months early. The next morning we prayed that our baby would be able to breathe when he was born. Today our sweet guy is the happiest, healthiest toddler I've ever met. Other than a handful of colds and the rare fever, he has not been sick. Our early intervention specialist who sees him each month says he exceeds nearly every developmental milestone for two year olds born at term. We couldn't feel luckier.

Happy 2nd birthday, Soren. You are loved.

30 March 2010

Boy's Spring Break


Spring Break is different as a dad!

Soren and I had a boy's trip out to the Sacramento valley to see my brother and sis, my grandparents, and my parents. We tried to keep it as simple as possible-- no improvised adventures, no huge road trips, lots of stops and naps and snacks. Overall-- total success.


Soren was a great traveler, surviving four plane flights as a lap kid! That definitely won't happen again (since they will now charge me to take him on a plane). It was great to spend some time with just him. It just feels so special carrying your son everywhere with you for a week, you know? I was definitely grateful for the help (my brother/sis, mom/dad) when it was there. And Lisa was really glad when we were home. But all in all, really sweet time with my little man.



Soren playing catch with his Cousin Blue. These two had so much fun together. Blue is a sweet Border Collie with a lot of patience.

My Uncle Dave playing "Find the Something" with Soren. He likes to choose which hand you hide things in! Downtown Sonora is surprisingly coming into its own. Weird...

My Grandma and Grandpa were tickled to show Soren around their new place, and he was immediately intrigued by all the lights that he could turn off and on. My grandpa ended up going into the hospital the day before we flew out, so I was doubly glad that we spent some time with them both.

The Yuba City Fairfields!
Lisa #1, Pete, and Soren. Pete isn't always this devious. Nor is Soren always this tired.


This is one of Soren's custom signs. It's hard to describe what it means. It can mean "All gone," "Where did that go?", "What does that mean?", "That's amazing!", or "Don't you think so, too?"


Ranch houses! Who ever would thought I'd find them charming?

Future Fire Fighter! Get that pension, boy!


Like every other kid in the galaxy, he loves slides.

Here he is, investigating the lights inside the fire engine.
I'm not kidding. He LOVES turning on light switches~!

Strawberries, maybe?


Home at last!