Money in the Bank

With Mad Dog working so much this weekend and the thought of being home sick with Little Man all by myself not looking too appealing, I took a drive to Mansfield. The plan was to say the weekend with my family until returning Sunday for inventory at work.

I'm proud to say that Little Man started putting a little in the bank today. We opened his first savings account at the bank where I had my first. Yes, it's silly the bank is in Eastern, MA but it's kind of nice knowing he starting where I started.

Now if he could only remember his ATM number.

Big Sister, Little Brother

Little Man's big half-sister, Miss G, came to visit for the weekend. This was their first introduction. Things went very well. She is doing an excellent job being a big sister. She is interested in holding him and helping out as much as she can.

Bring Home the Bacon...

Tomorrow I go back to work. Something I'm not looking forward to, but can't avoid. It strange that I won't see Little Man until I come home in the afternoon. Mad Dog will have a full day of the little bugger, and Friday as well since he has off. I'm hoping the schedule we have worked out holds together and we're both not too burnt out. But at least way Little Man will be home with one of us for the most part and we won't have to worry about daycare for a while.

SuperCat

For several weeks prior to Little Man's birth our cat Impulse has been sick. The Vet has explained that he had a heart murmur and possible another issue as well. Each day for the last 2 months we have been giving Impulse medication and he has had his ups & downs. Yesterday we had another appointment and the Vet felt that things might be looking up, though he was very surprised that Impulse had lasted this long. We started heart medication last night and watched as the side-effects took hold of our little buddy. He slept with Mad Dog & I from Midnight to 2:30 AM when I got up for Little Man's feeding.

This morning he passed away. Little Man and I were with him near the end and I talked to him as he passed away trying to tell him it was going to be okay. He was a good kitty and will be missed by all that knew him.

Impulse 1996-2007

As Rose by Any Other Name...

When I as little I hated being called by my full name and my nickname was fine by me. The only people not to use it were my Grandmother and my Father. I'm thinking about what people call you, because people are creating 10 million nicknames for Little Man, none of which I like.

Miss G, his big sister, I guess has taken to calling him somthing with and ie on the end - which I consider a girl's nickname. Mad Dog's Dad has started calling him by his initials again not something I care for. I don't understand people why can't they be like my Brother, Sean. He doesn't like Little Man as a nickname, and that it up to him but out of respect to Mad Dog and I, he calls him by his full name knowing that we don't want him to be called something else.

We gave him a name and a nickname to not confuse the child and it seems that I am going to have to teach the Baby NOT to respond to anything but Little Man or lil Man.

Bedtime Routine: Night 2

Mad Dog & I are trying to get Little Man on a bedtime routine. We stared last night and it seems to be going fairly well. Tomorrow night will honestly be the big test, where we have to leave him to cry if it comes to that. He slept tonight from 6:30 PM to 10:15 PM before waking for hi next bottle. I manage to change him in the dark and stay quiet like it is suggested, but going back to bed didn't go as planned this evening. He's in my lap cuddling with me. This evening was just to reinforce the routine set up last night. As for now I'll enjoy my cuddling.

Opening Day!

Today was Baseball Opening Day! The Boston Red Sox played the Kansas City Royals in Kansas City. The fans were on their feet in Kansas City, and little Little Man was on the couch with his Daddy watching the game. I dressed Little Man in a his new "Home Run" T-shirt and too big blue jeans with his first baseball cap. Mike had gummy bears and Little Man had a bottle later in the game. The game didn't go the way Mad Dog would have like(Boston 1 / Kansas City 7), and I teased him about the Red Sox as always. I think that Mad Dog just enjoyed Opening Day with his Little Buddy.

Plans are already in the works for the two of them to do a baseball tour (several parks around the country) of some kind when Little Man is a little bigger to remember the magic of Fenway and the other great parks of the National & American Baseball League.

Papa

It has been 6 years ago today that Little Man's Papa passed away (my father). He will never know him and that breaks my heart. I think my Father would have been so excited to be a first time Grandfather and though I know he would have treated a little girl like a princess, I believe he would have been overjoyed to have a Grandson. Little Man's middle name is John in honor of my father. It means God is Gracious. I know that Papa F. is looking over him from above and smiling.

My Father and I had a song when I was young. He would sing me 'You are My Sunshine'. When I hear it nowadays I cry, because it reminds me of him. Now that I have my own Sunshine I, I want Little Man to know all about the Man that taught me to eat peanut butter and banana sandwiches; fed the bears with me at Clark's Trading Post; took me for long walks down to the brook at the end of the street; trusted I would survive living in Boston by Mission Hill and made me his Princess and Sunshine for so many years.

In the Beginning

This blog is to document our life and times for our son, Little Man. It will contain personal entries about his life growing-up, our lives and those of our friends, as well as new, history and the culture around us.