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Dentist.

Art had his first dentist appointment today. It was rather unremarkable. He didn’t like leaning back in the chair, he opened his mouth for the hygenist to count his top teeth but wouldn’t open up again for her to count the bottom. Then he wanted to get out of the chair and wouldn’t get back in until Dr. Newton came in and suggested that he lean back in the chair on me. All smiles, he got back on the chair/mama and she checked his whole mouth. Everything looks great, she said. He got a toothbrush, toothpaste, special flossers and a bracelet, which he chose over stickers or rubber stamps out of a prize basket. Then he brushed his teeth in their bathroom twice, two more times at home and twice before bed. Bubble-gum flavored toothpaste is a hit. -jess

Breaking News!

ONE SMALL STEP FOR LEWIS, ONE GIANT LEAP FOR HIS PARENTS
Lewis Parker Garvin allegedly takes first step at approximately 3:02pm central time on March 3rd, 2009, in Minneapolis, Minn.

(Garvin New Wire)
This transcribed from a source who claims to be Garvin’s ‘Mama’:
“He was standing with his hands on the table with the footstool a foot and a half away. He looked at me and smiled and let go of the table and stepped to the footstool. He let go with both hands and made the “heeugh” sound and smiled. I looked at him and said, ‘what did you just do?’ He smiled and thought it was pretty funny.”

Print Auction now live, ends this Sunday

The Minnesota Press Photographers Association is having its first ever online print auction on eBay right now. If you’re interesting in buying an amazing photograph to hang on your wall while simultaneously supporting photojournalism in Minnesota, please take a look through the images. Starting bids are $30, free shipping, and I’m guessing many images will be sold for minimum bid since there are more than 60 for sale. Go here to bid. thanks, ben.

cash register

Here’s that cash register I got for Art.  But you’ll notice that Lewis is playing with it.  I usually do a bad thing and let Lewis play with Art’s “special” toys while Art is asleep.  If Art was awake I would honor his requests that Lewis not touch his special toy, but I also know that Lewis needs to touch it, too.  So, I feel a little bad to go behind Art’s back.  But on another note – doesn’t Lewis look all grown up counting the cash?

And that, my friends, is why you don’t go through the toy aisle with your three-year-old.

I went to Target today with Art to get him a scooter and a cash register.  He's been pretty good lately about sticking to our planned purchases, so I felt confident about taking him into the toy section.  Well, I found the cash register (complete with tiny conveyer belt, scale and microphone with authentic, fuzzy amplification!) and he found a big blue gun that shoots nerfy-type balls.  All of a sudden he was saying he didn't want the cash register.  No.  He just wanted that other toy.  Well, I managed to convince him that we didn't come for that gun (to which he said, "But I did come for that toy!) and we looked for the scooter.  Out!  They didn't have it!  He saw a rescue helicopter, complete with tfoo-tfoo-tfoo-tfoo sound and propellers that go when you squeeze a trigger.  And that, my friends, is why you don't take your three-year-old to the toy aisle.  You end up buying the helicopter because you had said we were going to get two toys at the store and you can't come home with just one that he said he didn't want anyway.  

p.s. The cash register proved to be pretty fun anyway and he said to me later at home, "You know momma, I do like this toy!"  And the helicopter is pretty fun, too.  It was talking while we watched a nature show.  It said, in a high-pitched voice, "I don't like that fish!  That fish is scary!"  

Way back.

Just sifting through some old photos and wanted to share a couple.

This is Jessica on the tail end of her pregnancy with Art. She had just gotten through her PUPPS, a massive preggo rash.


And here’s me and Art a few months after he was born.