Diwali & Football

Saturday night we went to our friend Rajs' parent's house to celebrate Indian New Year, Diwali. We had a blast...curry puffs, naan, lamb, catered bar and the best live music. Rhys and I sat in the living room with lots of other people and sang and clapped with the performers who treated us to traditional Indian music. Rhys was a bit sleepy until the music started, loud and cheerful. He perked right up, eyes bright and bopped along to the beats. Below is a picture of Raj holding Rhys. We only had Shannon's iphone so no flash. No matter, Rhys adores Raj and snuggles right into his shoulder.

Sunday we watched some football: Giants vs Steelers. When Rhys sat on Shannon's lap, he was glued to the blood, guts, and glory. However, on my lap he's only interested in making sure he's the center of my attention. I don't mind b/c he's pretty darn cute. Oh the picture below shows how Rhys kisses...I give him a peck on the cheek, he turns his face and bites my nose. He's going to make some lady feel super special :)

His favorite game is to be shaken HARD and high above my head. He giggles so much his belly shakes and then his legs get into the act and pretty soon his whole body is one big laughing baby.

3:20am

For the past two weeks, Shannon and I have been trying new bedtime routines with Rhys. His normal evening consists of feeding, bath, massage, book, feeding, and finally bed. We've tried doing this at 7:30pm, 8:30pm, and 10pm. Each time he does his routine without any issues but still consistantly wakes up at 3:20am for food. I don't think it would matter if we put him to be at 6pm or 11pm b/c he wakes up at the the same time. Not 3:10 or 3:30...always 3:20.

New crib

It has been a long time coming but we could no longer stand waking up to Rhys kicking the heck out of his bassinett. He is getting so long that his superman sleep position wasn't working anymore so we moved the big crib into our room and he had his first nap in it. I think he's going to sleep much better now because this is very much like a mini Cal King with bars...all to himself. So far, so good.

Giada

Shannon and I are big Giada De Laurentis fans (food network chick who specializes in Italian food). She was signing books in a cooking shop in Santana Row at noon so we got in line around 11am. We knew that it was going to be a long wait so we shared Rhys duty and walked around until we got to get into the store 3 hours later for her autograph. She was super sweet and talked to us a bit about Rhys and her new little one Jade. Below is a pic of her at the signing. After our time in at the Row, we went to Campbell for Oktobrefest. Nothing says complete afternoon like a cold beer, smoked turkey leg and a sleeping bubs. This is the life :)

The Hooter Hider

As promised, a post about the best invention ever, the hooter hider. My mom is one crafty chick, she was a home maker in a previous life, this life she was reincarnated into a Principal that kicked a$$ and took names later...wonder what she'll be the next time around? Growing up she made a lot of my dresses for special occasions and there wasn't a button she couldn't sew down so it would NEVER even think about coming loose again. Anyways, back to the story, out here in the ridiculously rich area of San Jose is a little neighborhood called Santana Row. The cars are Lamborghini's, alpha romeos and the like (my little scion xA covered in squirrel warfare fits right in). The street is very much like Church Street in Burlington, full of boutique shops and awesome restaurants. When I was pregnant with Rhys, Shan and I would go out on a Friday night for dinner and see all of these women with babies enjoying a night out. When it was time to nurse the babies, they whipped out this piece of fabric (most ugly as all get out, think patterns made by the teletubies), slung it over their neck and discretely fed the little ones. I checked them out online and they were going for $50-$75 and called some snotty French name which probably translated to what I think they should be called "Hooter Hiders". I sent mom the measurements and she made 3 really beautiful ones in the time it would take me to buy one online and it only cost like $15 bucks for all of the fabric and neck holder thingy. Now when we go out, Rhys can be fed in the privacy of his own hooter hider and no one knows what the heck you're up to...however I think the kicking of little feet and sounds of a snorgling horse are a give-away. They're awesome because Rhys is always grabbing at it and yanking but since its around my neck like an apron, he fails every time. :) The one I had on tonight was ivory with an eyelit pattern (um I think it was that, not entirely sure...its darn cute though) If anyone wants one, give mom a shout. I've gotten lots and lots of compliments when I'm out and about with him...no more are the days of the blankets that fall off your shoulder. Do not pay attention to how my hair looks, there's always something I forget to do when we leave the house.

While enjoying dinner, Rhys and Shannon both got a bit distracted by the chocolate brownie dessert we ordered. Tomorrow we're heading back to Santana Row for the Farmer's Market and to meet Giada De Laurentis, the Food Network Italian chick. Shannon LOVES her food and casually mentions certain dishes in the hopes I'll try to replicate them.

And this time daddy fails...

Shannon dressed Rhys this morning. Note the ugly brown outfit with matching neon green fuzzy socks.
One of the socks is even inside out. The kicker is that Shannon got a good 8 hours of sleep the night before so no excuses!!!

This is where Rhys sleeps when he is with me at the office. He'll have to share this office with me once we get the new person in...I'll have to learn to type with only a small light on my keyboard and white noise blaring from the CD player.

I took this after Daddy gave him his evening massage. He was way more interested in me updating the blog than to pay attention to his dad.

You know you're over tired when...

You dress your baby in this outfit.

Rhys got my little sinus bug so he was up snorgling ALL night long. With Shannon up in Portland, Rhys and I had a midnight tea tree steamer, hot bubble bath for him, tea for me, plenty of snot sucking from the bulb looking thing, lots of time rocking in the chair and finally against my better judgement, he fell asleep on my chest around 6am. (we had to be at work at 7). I got out of bed, put my clothes on, grabbed what I thought was a matching outfit for him and out the door we went. Upon getting to the office, my coworker Yolanda got a huge kick out of his attire...blue fishies cap, brown and blue striped onesie, and blue leggies with vines on them. None of the blues matched and the leggings made him look like he auditioned for a supporting role in Footloose. His vacant expression in the pics is from lack of sleep...no pics of me as I look like hell. Tonight he got a bath (which he pooed in), was then hosed off, massage, books read and then one last feed before I tucked his tush into his bed which I imagine he'll grow out of in the next week or so. The last pic is of Rhys nomming on Yolanda's shirt...he really goes to town on her clothing, I think its her fabric softener. After a day at the office, I'm always picking out little lint balls from his cheeks from where he had a feast on her shoulder.