One of our friends asked me the other day if Graham uses his guitar. Jen recorded some video proof. 

Graham and his guitar and Weezer from Whitney Wilson on Vimeo.

I had to attend a meeting Saturday, so Jen and Graham cheerily headed out to the city without me. They took the train, ate bagels, and visited the children's room at the main library in Copley Square. Best of all , they updated me with pictures and comments throughout the day. It livened up my day, definitely, made a boring work function almost survivable, and proved, once again, that life is better with an iphone.

Here's the record of their adventures. 

An apple for strength.

Graham will, finally, wear his hat. 

Books! Toys! Open space! Hooray!

Graham and his buddy Gus are starting a band. The musical style is best described as REALLY loud.


13 jan 09 band practice from bubbas mama on Vimeo.

Graham is talking a lot these days, and I'm trying, trying to record somehow all the funny things he says, as I know his patterns and habits will change, like, today. So, for the history books:

"I want to be happy"-  said when he is very sad

"Mama naked"- whenever anything, like a sock, is taken off- this is a symptom of the winter, I think.

"Molly tail is happy"- anytime he notices her tail. 

"Play and eat"- when asked what he wants to do on any given day (seriously)

"rice and beans" - when asked what he wants to eat, every time (thanks to his lovely Domenican care giver)

"I want treat"- whenever we pass the bakery, so just about every morning

He also has started creating his own narratives, which is really fun to watch. There are, for example, 3 small plastic pirates that Jen named Bob, Ted, and Bill. These guys now have awesome adventures sometimes involving a ship, but not always; they hang out in gas stations, train stations, and on fire trucks as well. He also has created a big world out of an old hand me down plastic farm and a bunch of animals. 

Best of all, Graham has started knowing his favorite story books line by line. This seems particularly to be the case for Dr. Seuss books. We're trying to capture him reciting lines of "Green Eggs and Ham" to post here. 

And, finally, he's picking up a lot of Spanish at daycare. The other day, as I dropped him off, Lissette asked him a question and he answered with a few words in ANOTHER LANGUAGE. It floored me. Now, of course, she could have been asking him to get ready for his morning heroin,  but it's cool all the same. 

Again, remember that Graham spoke barely at all as of September. Language acquisition is really amazing. 

Graham finely likes snow. We've been working on this one since the first storm (a month ago? seems a lifetime), but as a boy with a pronounced phobia towards hats and mittens, snowtime fun met with many a setback (bare hands on cold snow is no party). Today we made snowballs to throw for Molly in the yard, and he did great. AND wore his hat. 

The Chair

In this chair, I spent many, many hours the first months of G's life. I remember buying it from a nice couple while I was still pregnant and COMPLETELY clueless about the way my life was headed. I remember moving day, when I sat nursing G, in my chair in an empty room as the movers and Jen worked. I remember late, late nights, when Jen would make sure I had tea, a snack, and the remote control before she headed back to bed. I'm not nostalgic for those moments, as they often sucked, but I do LOVE that chair, its ugliness aside. 

We're passing the chair on to Amber and Marlon, who expect their own little guy any day now. And here is a picture of our big boy in it now. 

Happy New Year!

We had a party for some of our friends this year. People brought good food along with their kids, and everyone just hung out while we waited for the year to end. We even did a countdown, twice, for the entertainment of the boys there, and I don't think they noticed that we announced the New Year at 8pm or so. 

We are winding down after a couple of weeks filled with parties, presents, and food; it will almost feel good to be back to a normal routine when Jen goes back to work Monday. Graham has been pretty laid back about it all, with the exception of a new, startling resistance to bed time. He thinks, I believe, that every night is party night right now.