Monday, July 28, 2008

Did sombody order tickets to the Gun Show?


Because Virg is packing some serious heat! Check out those guns.

We got Virg's birth certificate the other day in the mail. I haven't gone over all the fine print yet, but I'm sure some place on there is a licence to carry some impressive guns. And by the looks of it, it's no 'concealed weapons' permit. How could you hide cannons like those?

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Our Robot Nanny

Just like the Jetsons, we have a robot that can take care of the house. Well, not the whole house, it's more like a nanny then a maid. Actually all it can do is rock Virg, but I do call her Rosie.

Mom doesn't trust our robot, kinda like Will Smith in iRobot. I'm pretty sure it's programmed not to harm humans. By programming I mean the rubber belt and electric motor are still running when I turn it on. The video here shows the swing at it's lowest speed. At higher speeds we take out Virg and insert a cocktail shaker filled with gin and vermouth. Best Martini I've ever had. Next time you go into a bar say "I'd like a martini. Not shaken, not stirred, but rocked like a little baby."

Time to relax with a good book...

It's been a long week for Virg. He's moved to cloth diapers (for the most part), he's up every night to make sure Mom and Dad don't forget how to change dirty diapers, and he's masterd many Yoga poses I could only dream of acheiving some day.

After a long week it's always good to just curl up with a good book in your favorite chair and just chill out. Last night Virg and I finished reading 'I Am Legend' by Richard Matheson. I told Virg it was better then the movie, but he's a big Will Smith fan, so what are you going to do?

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Bring us food... and maybe you can hold Virg.

I'm not promising anything, but I have started to noticed a trend. If someone brings us food, they usually end up holding Virg. It's just our way of saying "Please hold this while I consume the calories you've just provided... who are you again?"

Please note, you can not just bring us anything and expect to hold Virg. It must be consumable and non-lethal. We had a man come to our door selling pest control. He was offering to fill all our walls and crawl space with a toxic chemical that would instantly kill all insects and small rodents. I've often wondered what my facial expression must have looked like to him after he made his offer. As a new father of a week old baby, I must have been thinking something between "How much bigger is Virg then the largest rodent in my house, and could Virg take him in a fair fight?" and "Hello Satan! What bring you to my humble home?"

Needless to say, he did not get to hold Virg. In fact I politely asked him to not stand so close to our home... for the next ten years.


Pizza = Holding Virg


Chicken and Rice = Holding Virg



CSA Vegetables = Holding Virg


Deadly poison = NO HOLDING VIRG!!! PLEASE GO AWAY!!!

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Mom's soothing tea sneek atack!!

They say in the books that you should wake your baby in a soothing voice and create a comfortable environment for the baby as they exit the land of slumber. Mom may be going a little overboard here with the roses, two types of cake and a cup of tea (with binky). The only thing missing was the doily. I'm proud to say that Virg did just what his Dad would do if someone woke me up the same way... he soiled his pants.

Special thanks to our good friends from the land of Tacoma for the cake and roses. Just remember, Virg may have been asleep the whole time you were here, but that's his way of saying "I like the way you smell". Apparently a baby's sense of smell is it's most advanced sense with taste coming in a close second. I read that on the Internet some place so it must be true. And now it has been referenced in this blog, and that makes it universally true.

Monday, July 21, 2008

New editorial staff for the Blog

Apparently I need an editor when I enter these posts into the Blog. Questions I got from both my wife and mother-in-law.
1) What's a breadbox?
2) Did you know you spelled all these words wrong? ( apparently wear and where is ... whatever I don't' care)
3) What is a jumping flea? (another name for ukulele)
4) Why is the ukulele the greatest instrument created by man? (It was supposed to be funny.
Apparently I'm writing this blog to amuse only myself here)
So I've hired the best possible editor I could find for this blog. It had to be someone who would really care about the blog and have the time and energy to help create the best blog on Virg available. I could only pay with breast milk... so that quickly narrowed down the candidates.

Things are going well so far, but I may have to set some boundaries soon. Virg is a real slave driver and there have been moments of creative differences. While Virg knows Virg the best, I still think I shouldn't' have my creativity stifled. I'm not saying this isn't going to work out, but there have been times when Virg has seemed to take over and dictate what direction the blog should take.


As big as a ... breadbox???

Who in the world has even seen a breadbox? I personally don't think they exist. It's like unicorns, aliens, or a sunny spring day in Seattle.

I once saw a movie where a detective placed a dollar bill next to a footprint right before she took a picture... because apparently like me she doesn't believe in the stupid metric system. Always relate the size of an object to something of similar size. That's what I say! When the world ends and the metric system crumbles, people in the future wont know what a meter is. Might as well just say a meter is equal to a breadbox.

However, since we just had a baby, we don't have any spare money laying about. I found a quarter in the couch, but that picture just didn't turn out. But at least now we have a college fund started for Virg. Only 400,000 quarters to go!

I was going to place him next to my accordion, but some people don't believe in accordions.

So here it is. An accurate historical document that shows Virg is about the same size as a ukulele. Way to go Virg! The little baby bean next to the jumping flea.

The most perfect instrument in the history of the world, and Virg sitting right next to it. Amazing!