Peanut's Post: Ghost Mom and the Single Dad

You may remember a time when I was really into Mommy.  For whatever reason, Daddy just didn't exist to me.

Well I was really glad to have Daddy at the doctor a few weeks ago when I got my shots.  He makes a nice pillow, which made me feel better....

And Mommy's been doing a lot of this lately.... 

I know she's around, but holy cow does she stare at those books all day long!!  I'm pretty sick of it.  Anyway, with most of her focus on "passing" these days (whatever that means), Daddy and I spend a lot of time together, which I've really enjoyed.  When he walks by, I drop what I'm doing and crawl over to him.  I reach up and moan until he picks me up.  Daddy says it's great at home, but not so great when he's dropping me off at daycare. 

In case I slip back into my "obsessed with Mommy" phase, I thought I'd document some of our Daddy-daughter activities.  A typical day might look like this....

Daddy will get me up in the morning.  Usually I'm in my favorite sleeping position....on my knees with my butt in the air, blanket tossed aside.  I don't know what it is about this position...I guess it's just super comfy.  Don't knock it 'till you've tried it. 

After breakfast and some crawling around, he likes to put me in the backpack and take me on walks.  But sometimes I just fall asleep.

Sometimes we'll do random projects around the house.  Apparently it's important to "baby proof," but I cry when I hear the sound of the drill.

We eat some lunch together.  He tells me I'm a mess.  I put my hand on his shoulder, point my baby finger, and say, "Ad bahdvheal dafma," which loosely translated means, "No I'm not, I'm a baby."  He'll get it one day.

"Daddy, how come the stuff on your face doesn't come off in the bath?"

I get worn out faster than he does, so he'll put me down for a nap.  I'll, of course, work myself into my favorite sleeping position.

After some rest and a bottle, it's time to play.  Sometimes, we go to the pool. 


"Ok, I'm ready to go to the pool....let's go!"

"Will anyone take me to the pool?  Anyone?"


My bathing suit is a little small, but the bottom still fits.  So on this day, I went topless.  But Daddy says "we can't have that" so he's going to buy me a new suit.


"Maybe if I get on my tiptoes I can find someone to take me to the pool."



"Mommy, so good to see you!  Are you coming to the pool too?"



"Mommy can't come to the pool with us!"

Towards the end of the day, Daddy gives me a bath.  I like to watch him fill the tub as I throw all of my bath toys on the floor.

Then I get my last bottle for the day, and lately I get some yucky medicine too (which sometimes winds up on Daddy's shirt).  If it's been an especially exciting day, I'll fall asleep on Daddy's shoulder, although usually I squirm until he puts me down. 

Peanut's Post: Big Changes

Hi folks!  There have been some big changes going on around here.  Mommy and Daddy are still busy unpacking and our computer with all our pictures on it is still in California (on a moving truck) which means they cannot upload any new pictures right now, so they've left the blogging to me for the moment.  So here are a few pics I snapped on my iPhone from the last two weeks. 

First Mommy graduated from law school.  Apparently this is a big deal to some people.  As far as I'm concerned, it was a nice ceremony, on a nice day, overlooking the ocean.  And I got to go to Katsuya for dinner the night before, where I flirted with our waiter who looked like Bradley Cooper, so I can't complain.  

I'm not sure why it was such a big deal - she's still studying so I don't think anything really changed - but everyone kept talking about "graduation" so I guess it was important to Mommy.  

 

Then the next day I found myself at LAX again.  Last time we were here, I ended up in Hawaii, so I wasn't too worried.  Except I noticed that Mommy and Daddy had packed an extraordinary amount of stuff for this trip, so I was a little suspicious that we might not be going on vacation this time.
  

We got on the airplane, just like last time. 

 

And I instantly made a baby friend.  He was 6 months older than me, and honestly, way more interested in me than I was in him.  

He couldn't take a hint (kept saying my name over and over again "Eeee-ahhh, Eeee-ahhh") so I finally just had to sit down and ignore him.

 

Mommy and I read books on the plane.  She reads lots of books.  Big books and small books.

 

And then we arrived in this place called Atlanta where I've spent more time in shopping carts than I spent in my entire time in California.  Apparently it's necessary to give exorbitant amounts of money to places called Target and Publix in order to move to Atlanta. 

 In any case, we've moved into our new house, and I'm in the process of exploring every inch of it whenever Mommy looks the other way.  

It's tough work, but someone's got to do it!

Hawaii Part Four - Peanut's Post: Hanging Out with Nana and Papa

Okay, so you know we went to Hawaii last week.  I wasn't a huge fan of the hotel pool, too crowded, and I don't know if you know this, but kids pee in there, so ... Anyway, I preferred to spend my leisure time hanging out with the big people.

My Nana and I worked on clapping.

"Put down the camera, daddy-man, and no one gets hurt."

And she bought me a new ball.  It's supposed to be used as a pool toy, but you know how I feel about public pools.  So we played catch in the condo instead.

Papa and I liked to have long conversations.  He's an expert at the markets right now and he told me all his secrets.  Too bad for mom and dad, because I swore I wouldn't tell a soul what I know. 

Sometimes Papa would take me for a walk, and we'd talk then too.

And of course I cherished the time spent in the steam shower with mom and dad. They weren't quite as excited as I was about the idea of hanging out in a steamy bathroom at 3 p.m. or 3 a.m. but I thought it was great fun.  Way better than the pool!

"I wonder if this is what the steam room at the spa is like?"

Peanut's Post: Blogging, It's Harder than it Looks

Peanut here.  I wanted to take a moment and let you into my world a bit by describing how I blog.  It's actually harder than it looks.  The hardest part is coming up with a topic to blog about. 

I usually look for inspiration in the regular places.  I start by watching the news ...

I make some phone calls and chat with my baby friends about what they are blogging about.

 

And of course I check my smart phone for the latest CNN updates. 

"Let's see.... it's www.etrade.com...Man, the market is tanking"

Ah - I've got it!

Once I have an idea, I have to take some photos because, let's face it, no one wants to just read text.

"Darn, that last shot was totally washed out."

Then I upload the photos to my computer. 

 

It's a PC so of course I have processing issues and have to seek help from the big people to use the Mac.  But once that's done, you have a Peanut's Post!

 

And that's how it's done, folks!

Peanut's Post: Hanging Out with Mom

Peanut here.  It's been a while since my last update.  I am currently going through some changes in management structure at home.  The parents want me to sleep in my crib - Alone.  I know ... it's crazy.  And I am trying to assert my authority as the authority in the house but they are giving me a lot of push-back recently.  But, just so you know it's not a constant battle at home, I'd like to share one of my favorite activities with you - hanging out with my Mom.  

P.S. I like hanging out with Dad too, but I don't have any photos of that right now.

Mom and I like to chill, usually on the weekends, but sometimes at 6 a.m. on a Monday, too!



We just chat about current events, how cute I am, and whether or not I'm planning on pooping today.  It's so much fun!

Sometimes I like to lean in close if I'm trying to express my opinion ....

Mom says I'm a little pistol.  I don't know what that means but I'll assume it's a compliment.

Peanut's Post: My Great Aunt Joanne

Peanut here.  I have a great aunt, named Aunt Joanne.  I say she's great for 2 reasons. #1: she's actually my mommy's aunt, and #2: she really is great!  My Aunt Joanne came to visit me last weekend and I just had to share some pictures. 

I was so excited when Aunt Joanne arrived

We did all sorts of fun activities.  We read books ...

We picked out a Christmas tree ...

I selected the tree - isn't it GREAT!

This was the moment when I expressed my dismay that such a
beautiful tree had to ride home atop a car with only 3 hubcaps.

We opened presents ...

This was an ornament from my Granny D. that Aunt Joanne brought with her.

Oh and one last exciting thing happened during Aunt Joanne's visit ... this is REALLY cool, so listen up.  I discovered my TOES!

Thanks for the visit Aunt Joanne!



Love, Peanut.