Opening Day!

Today is a day to celebrate! It's Teagan's first Opening Day! To celebrate, Amy got her decked out in the gear of my favorite major league team, and we watched a few innings together. OK, it was more like a few pitches. But, hey, WE WATCHED BASEBALL TOGETHER< GOSHDARNIT!!! Over time, there will be opportunity to discuss the infield fly rule (Amy's favorite rule in all of baseball), fair-vs-foul, suicide squeeze plays, the benefits of the sacrifice, etc. But today, it was just fun to see my kid decked out in baseball paraphernalia.

Update: Updated Teagan's photo gallery. Same URL and password as before. E-mail me if you need them.

$204,060

News in the house this week. I have a new full time job! What started out as a way to help out a little with the bills resulted in a new job for me. Starting April 7th I will be the new Membership and Marketing Coordinator for a Corporate Credit Union. I feel extremely blessed by this opportunity. However I have mixed feeling- This means our baby girl is heading to Daycare. My head knows she will be fine, it is my heart that is aching. However with the USDA report out this week we need $204,060 to raise our girl to age 18. This doesn't include college or the must have Christmas toy... I need a raise!

Routines in our house are going to drastically change so please bear with us if we are a bit grumpy in the coming weeks.

MLB Screws the Fan (Again)

It's rare that I don't catch a televised broadcast of my favorite major league baseball team, but from time to time, they'll play a day game during the week. In the past, it was possible to at least listen to the game on an internet stream. But this year, MLB has decided that people have to pay for the pleasure of listening to something that, if they had a radio handy, they could listen to for free. Thanks, MLB. You've provided me another reason to stop following your teams.

I'm Getting Old

... but you knew that, right? :P

So, yesterday, as Amy and I were walking to get a cup of coffee at lunch, we noticed a sign for an emergency blood drive. Now, you might remember that I had decided not to donate any more after a bad experience last year. Well, with the passage of time, and particularly after the response I got, I'd been considering changing my mind, and since there was an emergency drive right where I work, I decided to give it a go on the provision that there was absolutely no line. There wasn't, so I gladly sacrificed a pint.

Later in the afternoon, nearing the end of the day, I decided to rearrange my new office (I've recently occupied a vacant one). It involved switching two desks around. I got to pushing and pulling, and after about 15-20 minutes, I felt like I my heart was going to beat out of my chest, and I was going to either pass out, puke or both. It was only then that I remembered that I gave blood and I shouldn't have tried moving stuff that heavy. The thing is, once upon a time, I used to play racketball within a few hours of giving blood.

So, which is the sign of age? Not being able to be physically active after giving blood, or forgetting that I had given blood in the first place?

Just a Quick Post

... to wish you a Happy St. Urho's Day.

Public Service Announcement

When you check the batteries on your smoke detectors (you have smoke detectors, right? and you check the batteries twice a year, right?), remember to check the batteries on your carbon monoxide detectors (you have a carbon monoxide detctor, right?), too. Even if yours is a wall-mounted version, it's likely that it's got a battery backup. Regular checks may help you avoid panicked 6:15AM calls to your local fire department while packing up cats and kid and preparing to evacuate, only to be told, once the local fire department arrives, that all you need to do is change batteries.

Not that that happened to us this morning. Nope.

And continuing the PSA, remember to change your detectors every five years. Not that we were told to do that by the firemen who didn't come to our house this morning...

A Battle of Wills

In case I'd wondered if someone had switched babies at the hospital, Teagan is proving that she most definitely is our daughter. This may be a surprise to our respective parents, but Amy and I are both... hmmm... strong-willed individuals. It seems that our lovely daughter has discovered her own will, and is practicing asserting it.

Tonight, Amy went out and Teagan and I stayed home together. Teagan wanted held. I was willing to hold her and play with her, but I also wanted to get some other things done. So, after some play time, I put her in her swing and set it in motion, which usually puts her to sleep. Teagan decided she wasn't done being held, and thus the screaming began. I walked over to the swing to soothe her, cooed at her a bit, but she wasn't having any of it. After a few minutes I caved and picked her up. Shortly thereafter she stopped screaming again. I put her down. Same song, different verse. After a few put-down, pick-up iterations, she realized that after she calmed down she was going to be deposited in the swing again, so she just kept screaming. This time, I laid her down in her crib and gave her some toys. She cooed and gurgled a bit, played with Mrs. Ducky and Mr. Lion, so I left her. Cue the screaming. I let her scream for a few minutes, then went back in, soothed her, put her back down, more screaming. AUGH! She ended up getting herself so wound up she even made herself sick. Of course, when Amy walked in the door, she settled down and started cooing again.

Anyhow, I was thinking that I won that round until I realized I didn't get anything done. D'oh! I guess I'll have to try harder next time...

Monday update

Happy Monday!

• Teagan had her 3 month check up today- more shots (ouch!)
  
• She is weighing in at 12lbs. 8oz. (50th percentile),
  
• She is 22 inches long (25th percentile)
  
• Her head circumference is 16.25 inches (75th percentile) - still a bobble head!
• Teagan's gallery has been updated in photobucket.
• Spring is coming! Since it was SO warm today Teagan and I went for a walk and saw crocus blooming.

Don't forget if you live in Ohio tomorrow- GO VOTE!