Showing posts with label G. Show all posts
Showing posts with label G. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Monday, February 14, 2011

Sweet boys


G did Doc's bath for the first time the other night then we went upstairs and Doc did super speed laps across the room. He only took a time out to check out the string of lights in his tipi. Last night for Valentine's G brought home a tap-a-tune piano for Doc, a Bota Box (=4 bottles of wine), and two Cadbury bars (one fruit and nut and an almond). I thought that was a pretty sweet husband/dada thing to do. Then after Doc went to bed, G watched Gossip Girl with me (=even sweeter).

Monday, December 27, 2010

First Christmas

Baby in a basket

Matching hats

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Shaky fingers

The first time I left G with Doc so I could go to work my mom said she found him sweating bullets with Murdoch asleep in his arms. Since then, G has watched him several times and now even looks forward to it. G has gained confidence and they've gotten to know each other a little better without me around all the time. When G has days off Doc is obviously excited to get to see his dad. I'll get him out of his crib and bring him to wake G and sit in bed with us to play. Doc will watch G from the moment he is within sight waiting for his acknowledgement. He is comforted by the sound of his dad's voice and smiles when they make eye contact; things that used to be reserved for the ever present mama.
With sleep training has come a fair amount of frustration and time awake in the middle of the night. Little did I know that G had a daddy trick up his sleeve. To put Doc to sleep or relax him when he wakes in the night, G will pull the blanket over Doc's head and rub his back, back and forth, hard and fast with the tips of his fingers until he falls asleep again. When he's asleep G can pull the blanket back down and leave him fast asleep. The other night after my failed attempt to comfort Doc back to sleep without nursing him, G took over with his shaky man fingers trick. After a few minutes, he rejoined me downstairs with a smile on his face. He was proud to be able to do something that dads should be able to do, something that I couldn't. I was proud of him, too.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Dad is pretty talented



G built a crib and cabinet for Doc before he was born. Sometime when I wasn't looking, he added woodworking to his bag o' tricks. Doc doesn't use his crib at night yet (getting out of bed every two hours is not something I'm interested in). G will convert it to a toddler bed when Doc is big enough.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Tuesday, August 25, 2009