Monday, September 27, 2010

Episode VI: Return of the Dadi

Yes, I did just go there with the title.

Anyway, as I have not posted on our blog in quite some time, and as my wonderful wife has subtly and not-so-subtly hinted as such, I am finally getting back into posting.

Bree has covered some of the pertinent info, but here is some more!:
Bree's birthday was the 24th. I will follow gentlemanly form and not reveal the age of my spouse in this space, but I like to think she had a nice birthday celebration. The main event this year happened the weekend before the actual day, as we were able to take advantage of a fabled Golden Weekend (weekends where call schedule for residents lines up perfectly and they get the entire weekend free) and take off to a bed and breakfast, leaving Izzie with my parents. It was called Amber House, and was very nice and relaxing. It was located in the town of Rocheport, MO, just outside of Columbia, home to the University of Missouri (or Mizzou as it is known). Unbeknownst to us when we originally were planning the weekend, there was something of a wine festival going on that weekend, which we lightly participated in. Not only that, but the sleepy town of only 200 or so had two very good restaurants. The more fancy of the two was the Blufftop Bistro, owned and run by Le Bourgeois winery. The second, more urban and laid back, was called Abigail's, and boasts a new menu every day. All in all it was a very nice getaway, and Bree really liked her present. Oh, and I also picked up some nice earrings which I happen to think she likes very much.
As of now, the house is pretty much set and stuff works. The last major item, just purchased and installed, was the garage door opener. The wife is very very pleased with this, as we no longer have to manually open and close it. It's like we've joined the 20th century or something.
The stay at home saga continues for Izzie and me, and lo, some transition has definitely occurred since last I blog'd thereof. Izzie now has fully changed over to napping in the afternoon, usually around 1 o'clock. This means Daddy's routine must change, too. For example, instead of exercising on Wii Fit (yours truly has lost something like 8 or 9 pounds and is way more pro
ud of himself in the mirror, but seems to have plateaued at around 140, not that anybody is complaining) while Izzie naps, I usually try to fit in what I can while she is awake, with our without Wii.
The usual daily routine starts somewhere after 5 but before 6, at which point I get up to groggily make coffee and breakfast for Bree. At this point Bree has already done her own workout routine downstairs at an absurdly early time and is usually in the shower or perhaps already out. Doctors are workaholics.
Izzie tends to wake up right after Bree leaves for the hospital, so then the two of us have breakfast. Lately I have been trying to get us out of the house more, and with Izzie napping in the afternoon, the time before lunch is when this happens. We sometimes have to just do errands like go to the grocery store, but we are able to do fun stuff as well. Whether we go out or hang at home, Izzie and I usually eat lunch around 12:30 and then she gets tired around 1 or so. She still naps for around 2 hours, after which we find something to do until it is either time to get started on dinner, or Mama gets home.

Today's excursion was a simple one. We took the new umbrella stroller (I keep leaving the big stroller at my parents' house) and walked around the neighborhood to the nearby MacDonald Park. Picture time!

Artist's rendition of Izzie and I walking across the soccer/baseball field to get to the playground. Just imagine the stroller folded up and held under my arm instead of an enormous samurai weapon, and it's pretty dead on. It was kind of hard to take a picture of us walking across the field but I'll bet it was cute, so this will have to do.

Trying out the new stroller. And sticking out tongue. Precious.

Swinging. Weeee!

After swinging for a while I asked Izzie if she wanted to play in the jungle gym area or go back in the stroller. Surprisingly, she preferred stroller. So we made our way back home and had lunch. It became clear that Izzie was getting more and more tired, so a little after 1 she finished lunch and took a nap. And here I am blogging about it.

As the above pictures were from my phone (except for the one from the Lone Wolf and Cub samurai movies) I'll end today's post with more recent and cute Izzie pictures from said phone. Engage!

"I've decided I need to wear Daddy's apron."

"What? Am I being cute or something? Woody and Buzz need to get clean too, you know."

"Daddy says this car runs extremely well when you consider that he used to play with it with uncle Ben when he was little. I would prefer something with a few more horses and maybe some bigger rims, but for a first car it's not too shabby."

"Usually I knock daddy's block towers down before they get anywhere near this tall. This time I let him get to 19 blocks, and let his hubris be his own undoing as he tried for 20. Heh, heh, heh..."

Post-call nap time. Awwwwwww.

1 comment:

  1. Well done Matt. Did not know that Izzie had a car. Thought your mom had spirited away all of such things. Love the nap pic with Bree. Very Sweet. Thanks