Thanking Gives

posted by Evan Jake at 4:50 PM

This weekend we took a trip to my Bubbe and Zayde's house. While I was sad not to see my Nana and Papa and all of my aunts, uncles and cousins on Momma's side, I got to see a way lot of Dadda's family.

I got to spend time with Bubbe and Zayde and also my great-grandmother, aka Mom-Mom-Mom. I like saying her name, "Mom-Mom-Mom," but sometimes I don't quite know when to stop. I also saw my uncle, who on occasion I still mistake for Dadda because they look so much alike. My aunt was there, too.

But then my great uncle showed up from Boston. And he came with my great aunt who I hadn't met before! Then I got to meet even more new people. Dadda's first cousin and his wife and two little girls. If I've got my geneology correct, that makes those girls my second cousins. It's a bit pejorative, if you ask me. Whatever you call them, we had a great time playing together.

That's me in the picture dancing with my second cousins. We danced around to music and then went oustide to play in the leaves. It was a great time.

I also got to meet my Dadda's other first cousin and her boyfriend. They were super nice. I didn't realize there were still so many people in my family I hadn't met yet. It makes me wonder how many more there are.

Well, I shouldn't forget to mention the big meal that Bubbe cooked for everyone. I think it was delicious. Not that I would know. By the time the turkey came out, I had begged my way out of my high chair and was crawling under the table sneaking smiles to anyone who would take notice between bites.

All in all, It was a great trip. Except for the last 45 minutes.

Driving home, I dozed off in the car. Had I eaten any turkey, I could blame the tryptophyan. Well, I woke up halfway home with this horrible pain in my ear and I just couldn't stop screaming. I know it must have been really hard for Dadda to drive with all my commotion, but it really hurt.

Dadda didn't even bother to drive us home. He just took us all straight to the doctor's clinic. As soon as Momma brought me into the waiting room, the nurses heard me yelling and came right out to treat me. They could tell just from the volume of my shrieking what was wrong with me. It was an ear infection!

The nice doctors gave me some eardrops and then I felt way better. Now I get some tasty medicine once a day to make my ear hurt go away.

So if I have anything to be thankful for, it's for walk-in clinics that stay open late on Thanksgiving night!

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What Is It?

posted by Evan Jake at 7:15 PM

I found this crazy looking picture today in our house. I can't quite figure out what it is. It looks like something I would draw with my crayons. But I didn't draw this picture.

Is this one of those ink-blot tests? I think I see a horsie.

What do you see?

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Rock Bottom

posted by Evan Jake at 6:22 PM

Today I turned 23 months. Just 30 days until that next big birthday.

diaperlogue will also be celebrating it's Cotton Anniversary. Over the last two years, most of this blogging has been done by the seat of my pants. But now, in the midst of this crippling writers stike, I think I'm bottoming out. I can't even crack a good one liner these days. I'm the butt of my own jokes. I've tried to turn the other cheek but I'm just getting so bummed. My temper is starting to rear its ugly head.

Hey, do you feel a draft?

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Ow, What the...?!

posted by Evan Jake at 6:54 PM

Saturday seemed like just another routine weekend morning. I got up and had some breakfast with Momma. We played quietly downstairs while watching cartoons and waited for Prince Dadda to get up. When Dadda finally came downstairs, we all got dressed and went out to the car. We went for a short ride -- I still love short car rides -- and got out at the doctor's office. Wait, the doctor's office?!

I didn't think doctors saw babies on Saturdays. And I wasn't even sick. I was a little skeptical, but I didn't seem to have a choice. When we got into the office, there weren't any doctors around so I thought I might be in the clear. Momma took me into a little room where a nice lady was waiting for me. Momma put me up on the table and gave me a piece of chocolate.

Ooh, chocolate! I love chocolate. I started to unwrap the candy and then wham! That nice lady stuck a needle right in my leg. I guess she wasn't so nice afterall. Man that hurt like a you-know-what. I started to cry, but then I remembered I had chocolate to eat. So I ate it.

Okay, please remember this advice I'm about to give you. The next time someone tries to give you a piece of chocolate, and none of you are wearing Halloween costumes, look out for needles.

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Is It Hot in Here?

posted by Evan Jake at 7:30 PM

The weather is definitely turning colder. It's gotten chilly outside. And it's a little chilly inside, too. That's me in the picture in my new coat, hat and mittens. It gets dark early now, too. So when Dadda gets home from work, rather than taking me on a walk to the park, we just run around inside and drive Momma crazy!

The weather isn't the only change in the air. Next month, when I turn two, I'll be moving back to my old day care. But for now, I'm enjoying my days where I am, with all my friends. On Monday Momma came to daycare with me for a little bit for a parent-teacher conference.

I thought I was a little young to need a parent-teacher conference. I guess Dadda did, too, because he didn't even show up for it. Dadda figured that I'm amazing and didn't need anyone else to tell him that. He was right.

I got to sit in and listen to my conference because the teacher said that at my age, I can't understand what's going on anyway. Oh really? Well, I got a pretty gist of what was being said, I think.

My teacher told Momma about all the wonderful things I do. That I'm the only one in the class that knows all my colors. I'm a sharer and never take toys away from the other kids (at least not when they're looking). I like to do art and am an amazing drawer. I love music and dance for the class whenever the opportunity presents itself. And that sometimes I go over to the play kitchen and cook for the dolls. Momma look surprised by this one since I so rarely observe cooking at home.

Basically, I'm an all-around amazing little boy that everyone adores. I don't know what else they expected. I'm Evan Jake!

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