Play with me, brother!

Ha ha!

Aaa-aaaaaaaah!

Hee hee!

Ik-eek-eek-hee hee-huh!

GRIN

GRIN-DROOL

GRIN-BBBBTH.

Yep, faithful readers, I am proud to report the above as a true and factual accounting of a conversation yesterday between Deven and Rohan. The two of them have begun to interact and play with each other. Though they're not saying much yet (at least not much that we in the potty-trained set can understand), it's clear that they have fun together and, if this trend continues, should (we hope) become fast friends.



We've had a wonderful weekend here, went to two different beaches - Crissy Field in San Francisco on Saturday afternoon, and Robert State Park in Alameda today. Both were wonderful, and except that we forgot beach-toys both days (& I got a little sunburned despite SPF 1001+), a great time was had by all.

WHO'S THE BALDIE?

Photos are of Auntie Heather and Cousin Ante (who, Heather reported, has 2 teeth now, but still is as bald as the day he was born).

Isn't Ante cute?



Auntie Heather invited us to come to their vacation home on Cedar Lake, Indiana this summer. We are hoping to take her up on the offer - we're trying to coordinate a bathroom remodel @ home to finally give us 2 bathrooms (yay!) - but the work will be painful (boo) - so we want to be away for at least 1 week during that time.



I'm not sure Tommy approved the invite before it went out...but the cat's outta the bag now, so watch out! :)

Daddy's Tired

Daddy yawned. Daddy should sleep.

...this is what Deven told Daddy, when Daddy was reading Deven a goodnight story tonight and Daddy yawned. Daddy agreed. Why? Well, Rohan has gotten a little bit better at night, but still isn't really sleeping, per se. He will go down ~ 7 - 9 pm (notice the later down-time...but he just won't go down earlier - and what are we supposed to do...let a cute gurgling/happy/giggling baby lay there to fuss? No...so we don't) - we then dream feed ~ 11:00pm, and a few nights, he's actually made it through until 5:00am.


...but then Deven will cry out. We think he's teething (2 year molars).

...and if he doesn't, Rohan will wake somewhere ~ 2 - 4am. And Daddy often is getting him because Mommy's back hurts (really).

So, Daddy's tired!

NAANI & GRANDPA'S VISIT


Naani and Grandpa came this weekend as part of their cross-country tour. It was great to see them, and spend a nice Father's Day weekend with them. Saturday, we went strawberry picking at a local pick-your-own farm, and Sunday we visited the USS Hornet historic Naval aircraft carrier, then visited Danielle and Peter, who were reading on the shore and kitesurfing at Carlsbad State Beach in Alameda, respectively.


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Their visit was too short, especially considering the nice weather we enjoyed at the USS Hornet and on the beach on Sunday afternoon. I'm now mounting a very-public campaign to get Naani & Granddad to buy property within 1 hour of our home here (lots of foreclosed homes in the San Francisco exurbs!), and within 1 hour of Heather's home in Chicago (...and you thought San Francisco area real estate was cheap...just wait until you look at the bargains in the Chicagoland area!)

...So, if anyone reading this is a friend or cohort of my parents, help me convince them! ;-)

Rohan's First Haircut

...wasn't really meant to happen this weekend, but it did. Because Deven freaked out. I mean FREAKED OUT, when we took him to get a trim recently. He did this last time Yogesh took him as well - and it ended with a poorly-executed haircut, a traumatized kid, and a true fear of scissors. Look carefully @ the photo and you can see a perfectly-straight bald spot where Rohan's hair was trimmed as an experiment to get his Big Brother Deven to try to calm down...an experiment that didn't quite work.




This Saturday morning, we took Deven to a hairdresser, where he was so fearful that we even tried taking scissors to Rohan's head and snipped a few locks (unevenly above his ear) - but Deven wasn't buying the "it's safe" routine.



I tried repeating "Hairdressers are nice" to Deven - which he was happy to repeat with me - but it didn't help, either. So, we keep a hat on both for now, and hope that either their Nanny, Sangye, can make Deven sit still; or better yet, Naani and Grandpa don't notice the loooong hair behind Deven's ears because he's so cute eating strawberries (as he was doing in the 2nd photo), and so they just don't notice things, when they come to visit later this week!

Newsflash: Mom can manage 2 boys

San Francisco, June 9, 2009: Mom of two [that's ME], who just over 2 years ago didn't even know how to change a diaper, is now capable of managing two boys, realized today taht she is completely capable of doing so - even if it is exhausting.


MMm-aah Went The Little Green Frog One Day is a pernnial crowd-pleaser and Rohan-fuss-slower, but even just a good silly face and a giggle works. :)

Tomorrow we're having new windows installed at home - a precursor of the bathroom remodel and wall-replacement work we're planning to do as well. Hope it goes smoothly!

Photos of Deven on the beach and Mount Rainier are from Yogesh, Deven, & Daadi's Memorial Day weekend visit to Auntie Kathleen's in Seattle.


Photos of Deven's first bashing of a pinata are from friend Debi's hubby Shaughn's birthday party, at Golden Gate Park on Saturday. After seeing the amount of fun he had bashing the poor pinata, I have a feeling we will need pinatas at all future Sharma birthday parties...



It's days like Saturday, where it was warm in Golden Gate Park all afternoon and there wasn't a cloud in the sky, that make me want to stay here. Unfortunately we get a lot of the cold Northern Cal summers as well - then I want to go somewhere warm (note the sweater, layers, and jeans on Deven - it was July 6!)

Crawl...Walk...Run... (but wiggle first)

Rohan has started sitting up on his own - a fact I discovered only by letting him sit between my legs - then moving my legs without thinking about it, and realizing that he didn't topple over and start screaming.






He likes to be on his belly more than Deven - loves pushing up into 'baby cobra' as the photo here shows.





I also include this photo of him in the doorway-bouncer - do you remember when Deven was using the same bouncer? Now Deven's the (mostly) nice big brother. Like any good 2 year old, however, Deven has his moments of sweetness, followed by wanting to squash Rohan: Today, it was all about the 'chashma' (glasses). In this case, we ahve a pair of infant sunglasses - we put them on Rohan, and Deven almost broke them in his angsty attempts to take them off and remind us that they were DEVEN's glasses. Hmm.

Other photos are from Yogesh, Daadi, & Deven's Memorial Day trip to visit Auntie Kathleen in Seattle. She lives in a wonderful home overlooking Mount Rainier, and all the Sharmas had a blast.





Deven spent time playing in the water on the beach...







...'helping' Auntie Kathleen in her garden (really just watching the water run, but what else do toddlers do to have fun?), and - my favorite - shopping at the local thrift store (where Daadi happily picked up this lovely long cashmere sweater-coat for only $7!)

Ka-li-four-nya...nya Nya NYA!

Deven continues his verbal explosions - today, when Daddy asked "Where is Seattle?" he replied "In Wash-ing-ton State!" (that's where they went over Memorial Day weekend. When Yogesh asked "Where's San Francisco?" Deven answered "Ka-li-four-nya...nya Nya NYA!" ...and proceeded to repeat "NYA NYA NYA" until we diverted his attention to save our sanity.


PRESCHOOL ANTICS
Tomorrow, we're taking the boys along, as we sign Deven up for preschool at Holy Family Day Home. We're really happy with the school, and we plan to have him start there this fall. It's the oldest childcare center in the city, with very sweet teachers & administrators, 2 meals & snacks served, convenient hours, a beautiful new building @ 16th & Dolores (8 long blocks away; but conveniently located along the BART line - good for me - and an easy drive for Yogesh); it's a larger school (100+ kids ages 2-5), with lots of socioeconomic diversity (>70% of the kids at any time are on some form of assistance), and the cherry-on-top: It's by far the least-expensive we've looked at. This doesn't mean it's *cheap* - but @ $1,295/month until he's potty trained, then $995/month, not nearly as bad as the $1,695+/month at other places we looked at.



Lest you think we could just call and sign him up...oh, no. When I was first pregnant, I spoke to very wise friends Tom & Kaya, who congratulated me in a high-happy pitch, then quickly lowered their voices and advised "Get yourself on preschool lists [for when he's 2]now." I thought they were kidding, but quickly realized they were dead serious. So, like any over-anxious neurotic San Francisco first-time mommy-to-be, I put Deven on 4 waitlists when I was 13 weeks pregnant:
- Holy Family Day Home (closest, lovely, no deposit)
- Marin Day Schools (4 locations, known as a top school, $50 deposit)
- Katherine Michiels School (closest to our home, high end but ick building, $75 deposit)
- Children's Village (tough location, sweet teachers, $50 deposit)

I reviewed countless other schools, visited another 8, considered hard whether to put Deven in Daycare or hire a nanny (we ended up with the Nanny, which was a good choice for us), and though we had no guarantees...I waited. Oh yes, and since then, I've also added us to
- Glen Park Montessori (out of our way, $50 deposit)...and I almost considered adding us to 3 other lists.

If you think that was enough to get him into our top choice, let me set you straight: We got him into the school by not only my efforts above, but also my dogged persistence. When Deven was ~ 15 months, I started calling. I added to my calendar, once a month, to call my top choices (HFDH & KMS), and sweetly remind them of how interested we are in their school and how much we wanted Deven to attend there. I found out that Deven's pre-birth application had been misplaced by HFDH in a computer-file upgrade, so I reminded them how interested I was in Deven's attending there, and begged them to let me reapply with the same October 2006 application date. After speaking with just about every assistant at HFDH, I finally got through to the Admissions Coordinator, and begged (I mean, literally, using a nice-voice and all the emotion I could muster on the cellphone while driving). I think she wanted me to stop calling her, so she said she'd found proof of my October 2006 application, and agreed that I could use that date on my application.
With the effort I put in, you'd think I was getting him into Wharton, not the wee-ones program at the nearby nursery school.
...but in the end, my persistence paid off: In March, we learned that Deven got the only open spot in the not-yet-potty-trained class, as they took mostly kids moving up from their infant program in another location, into their Dolores Street preschool. Phew!

And now, tomorrow, my first baby - my sweet little Deven Reid - will go with us to sign up for preschool. That nameless group "They" has told me many times "Kids grow up so fast" - and looking back on the past 2 years, I have to agree.

Happy Birthday to Mommy!

...and in honor of the event (5/21, actually), I thought I'd post my 4 most favorite photos, taken recently by Yogesh.



I can't figure out why Blogger has uploaded these sideways - but I think they're so cute that I don't really mind.



Which one do you like best?
:-)

Rohan's Favorite Food

...is not rice cereal (too binding...3 days of no-poop after trying that)...







...is not oatmeal cereal (also too binding...3.5 days of no-poop with that one! And yes, I know Rohan will someday be very embarrassed about my public pronouncements of the speed of his bowels)...







...is not breastmilk (sure he likes that...and still cries for it too much @ 3:30am, but that's just regular juice for him)





...is not even pears (though he really liked them, they didn't do a thing to move things along inside).






...it's his TOES!



Hear, hear for toes as the baby's favorite food. All hail baby toes as chew-toys, giggle-inducers, and general good fun!

:-)

LOOK AT ME when I'm talking to you!

How many times as a child did your parent say, as they were scolding you, "LOOK AT ME when I'm talking to you!"



I now know that this phrase is not only a parent's phrase meant to grate on the nerves of any teenage girl (yes, Mom & Dad - those memories are burned in my brain!), but a biologically-ingrained part of who we are. How do I know this? Because I have a toddler, and in his own toddler-way, he says the same thing.








A typical conversation, until I realized this biologically-ingrained trait, would go something like this:

Mommy. (Deven, wanting to tell me something)

Yes, Deven. (me, continuing to do what I was doing)

Mommy. (Deven, again)

Yes, Deven. (me, still doing what I was doing)

MOMMY. (Deven, again, a little louder)

Yes, Deven. (me, still doing what I was doing)

MOMMY. (Deven, again, a little louder still)

Yes, Deven. (me, still doing what I was doing)

MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY. (Deven, again, now really loud)

YES, Deven. (me, finally looking up at Deven)

Mommy, Dao (that's Idea the cat) kissed Deven. (Deven, so proud of himself, grinning ear to ear)

The other Mom in the photo is my old 4-H friend Dana, with her son Grady - they came to visit us from Vermont when she had a few conferences in northern Cali, and stayed over between them near Monterey. Other photos are just random ones I thought were cute.
Enjoy!

Zzz...

Zzz...

This is what I'd like to be doing, but our dear baby boy Rohan has decided that nighttime is not only for sleep, but also for shrieks and howls...sometimes once an hour.

Rohan is, I've decided, the 5-month old cherubic equivalent of Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde.

Daytimes: Sweet-as-pie; giggles and coos and eats his toes and rolls over; whines just a little bit when he's hungry or tired but generally eats, sleeps, & poops well - and giggles and smiles and gurgles charmingly in between.

Nights: Goes down easy with Daddy. Problem is, he doesn't STAY down! Every 1 - 2 hours, he awakens with a blood-curdling scream, and won't stop until we've picked him up. Just leave him there, you say? Well, we've tried the CIO [that's Cry It Out] method, and despite being a heartless boorish awful mother, I finally picked him up ...or, more properly, had Yogesh pick him up, just so we could sleep. This kid is LOUD! He used to sleep in our bed, but he started kicking me so much that we kicked him out of bed ~ 1 month ago.

I know it's a phase. I know "every kid is different" and we just have to deal with it. And, I know that we're incredibly lucky that this is what I have to complain about, and Rohan (and big brother Deven) and everyone else here are basically healthy. I know, I know, I know!

...but is it so wrong that I'm really looking forward to a 1-night business trip in 2 weeks, so I can go to bed early and get a full 8 hours of uninterrupted sleep?

Zzz...