Wing Man

Jr. has natural good looks, a charming smile, and he's a toddler. It's the perfect trifecta. Course as his dad I'm going to say these things but he seriously really needs to work on his wing man skills.

While at our usual hangout, Target, we were going through the aisles and this cute chica said hi to Jr. What does Jr. do? He stares at her. No smile, no wave, no acknowledgment. WTF Jr?! When a cute girl says hi to you - say hi back!! I told the chica "He'll say hi and wave to you when you leave." Sure enough he did exactly that. Nice.



Later on this not so attractive fat chick walked by (I think she was even semi-goth) and Jr., rather loudly, said hi to her AND waved! She smiled and waved back at him. WTF? Really Jr.?! I told wifey about this predicament and all she could say was "he's a lover. not a fighter"

Eeesh.


Much to learn young jedi. Much to learn.

Gentle Reminder

Wifey's friend came over with her four month old little girl. Um?! Awwwwwwwwww! Very very cute and teeny-tiny. How quickly one forgets! Jr. is HUGE in comparison. Everyone once in a while (weekly) I look at his old and remind myself how little he once was.

Jr. was asleep which is too bad because I really wanted to see how he would be around a little baby (I've been told he's gentle with babies.)

I sat upstairs catching a glimpse of Sunday football which has been a very rare occurrence the last past year or so. While zoning out on the boob-tube I heard a cry. Just a faint cry at first. Then some more. A bit more. Then a full on crying attack. As I perked up from the sofa, just as zoe does when she sees a cat, I had newborn flashbacks. I shuttered in fear and curled up into the fetal position. For a split second I relived my own newborn moments - exhaustion, confusion, panic, fear, and frustration.

After seeing her and holding her I can understand why people have more than one child. Yep. Looks like Jr. is going to be an only child for quite a while.

Mr. Popularity

Maybe the teachers are that smart. Maybe they are just well trained. Maybe they have been at it so long that it's now instinct. I just can't figure out how all the teachers know Jr.'s name!

As we walk down the hall each day every teacher calls out, "Hi Peyton!"
Even some of the parents that I have never met nor know which children is theirs say "Hi Peyton" as we walk down the hall. WTF?! Really? My kid. Mr. Popularity.

My theory is it's because of his demeanor. He's a total flirt, show-off, and all around ham. He smiles a lot, laughs a lot, and is pretty personable. A teacher this morning even commented to me about his hammie-ness. They were looking at the pictures they took and they said the only one that would smile was Jr.

Course Jr. is oblivious to anyone that says hi to him and he just blankly stares at them. No smile. No acknowledgment. Just a blank stare. He must get his natural charm from his dad. :)

And The Streak Continues!

Jr. had his 15 month check up today. Since his last checkup three months ago I've been telling wifey they measured his height wrong. It's a very scientific method they use when measuring a child's height. Lay the child down on the doctor office white crinkly protective paper stuff; make a mark where the foot is and a mark where his head is - then measure the distance between the two marks. See. Totally scientific and no room for human error.

At 12 months they measured him at 32 inches and something. Today he measured at 33 1/2 inches long. I told his pediatrician that I think they measured him wrong. She thought I meant they measured him too short. I actually thought they measured him too long. So they measured him again and he measured at 33 3/4 which 97th percentile for his age.

Nice.

However, I am still not convinced he is really that tall. Maybe it's because I know, deep down, that very soon my boy will not be the tallest in his class but possibly the shortest - - like his pops. As his pediatrician said "the genes kick in around one years old."

I'll enjoy this short period of time that my son is taller than the kids in class.

re: Lord Helmet

Wifey pointed this out. Not only does Jr. look like a character from Spaceballs he also looks like a Super Mario Brothers character too! You decide.

Lord Helmet

Before Jr. was born I noticed something really annoying. Baby stuff is gay. So gay. Liberace Gay. Really? Can't companies come up with stuff that is cool and not gay looking. Clothing - cutesy and borderline gay. Bedding - same. Room decoration - uber-gay. WTF?!

Luckily with some extensive digging I was able to find some cool stuff for his room, his mommy has been really good and finding cool clothes, and his bedding is nice and subtle.

However, a cool bike helmet is not to be found - anywhere. Ducks? Gay. Pigs? Cutesy. Dinosaurs? Better. But cartoon-ish dinosaurs? Ugh. Luckily he's cute enough to pull it off. Now I just need one that fits.



Doesn't he remind you of Spaceballs?

He Knows

He knows what TV is now.

He knows to open the cabinet doors to the TV.

He knows to grab a remote (not necessarily the right one) aim at the TV and push buttons.

He knows to crawl up on the sofa, sit back, and watch.

He knows that he should wave at the kids on TV waving at him.

He knows to show he is upset if you don't the turn the TV on when he sits down.

He knows and has been assimilated.

He doesn't know how to sit still for more than five minutes and get sucked in.

Great. A TV addict at 14 and half months.