Hazelnut goes Swimming!

This was a ton of fun.  She kinda crashed at the end but more because she was hungry and tired.  All the same it was really fun.  She has a better time after a few seconds of video.  She did laugh and play most of the time.  I think her only fear was the sweet, sweet, manly chest hair of her masculine father would attract all the other mommies.  

We Have Teeth

Two teeth have come in.  The bottom front have made their way to freedom.  It was a long week for Hazel and I am sure she is glad it is over, for now.  

She and I have been trying a few new things.  We have been going to the movies on Tuesdays at the Kennedy School for Mommy (and daddy) Matinee.  We want to start swim lessons soon at Mt Scott Pool and we have been cooking up a storm.  Hazel have been on a steady diet of breast milk and has been growing leaps and bounds.  She is over 16 lbs and I have been cooking and eating pies.  I now weigh more then I ever have in my life.  Swim lessons can't come soon enough.  

Lately she have been a bit fussy about being held by someone other then Melissa or myself.  That makes me feel kind of sad.  We have always been open for other people to hold her and want her to not be afraid of people.  I believe that kids that are raised for be fearful of all people don't learn the difference between good people and assholes. 

I have been using this example a lot lately but when people ask me "what's it like" I have been giving an answer that tends to surprise.  Before she was born I though that everything would fit inside a box.  The good on one side and the bad on the other.  What I have found is that the good things are so much better and far outside the box .  The bad things are there too.  I didn't think that the frustrating things would be so frustrating.  The interesting thing is that they have less to do with Hazel and more to do with me.  She is happy, she smiles.  She is hungary, she cries.  It is very simple.  It is me that makes it difficult during the difficult time.  During the great time she is fully responsible.   

My little peanut....

My Beautiful Girl..

I swear, watching this make me want to cry. What kind of wuss have I become? I was trying to think of what my life was like a few months ago. Not just my priorities but what I was doing. I can't remember. It is the strangest thing. I remember when I went skydiving two years ago. Whole chunk of my memory went missing. It was like I took HD video of the event and the file was so big it deleted other things because the skydive was so important. I can't remember the third grade but I know there was a house with a swimming pool next to the airfield. I lost the name of the girl I first kissed but I know Bobby was the guy I jumped with and he graduated with a finance degree from UO, worked for a brokerage firm and quit the day after he took his first jump because he found his calling.

I may not know what I did for a living a few months ago but I do now.

Miss South Carolina vs Hazel

One of those moments....

Last night my wife and I were laying down getting ready to sleep.  I had turned off most of the lights and Melissa was feeding Hazel before we put her in her bed.  As I pulled the covers up and settled into conversation with Melissa.  Hazel broke her concentration from feeding to turn her head to me.  As I looked down at her, she looked back at me and at that moment she raised a huge smile across her face.  She smiled at her daddy.    

Back with video too!

I finally have the router fixed and a lot to catch up.  We have had a great time over the last few weeks.  Here is what you have missed.