Snowmageddon...

As I finish the final rounds of antibiotics for my pink eye, and minor ear infection, I must touch upon Snowmageddon.

That's right...people are calling this latest blizzard Snowmageddon (After last year's Snowpacalypse, I'm not sure what we have left to call these huge storms) and this time we are lucky enough to not have to move to a new apartment in this snow! Dad still had to go out to work, and luckily he made it back and forth without any real problems.

On Friday night, before the storm got really bad, we all went up to the roof of our new building, and got to play in the snow for a little while!

Now, you have to imagine how exciting this is for me...for months, I have been looking at the snow through a plate of glass, and LOVED the way it drifted towards the ground all peaceful-like. I could stand there and watch it for HOURS...(Kind of like I did HERE)
But when Mom got home from work, we all went up to the roof, (after they bundled me up, of course) and I got to actually go outside while it was snowing!!

Mom was still feeling sick, but she was a trooper, and came out anyways! She was nice enough to take pictures, while Dad walked me around the roof. There were some bigger kids on the roof making a snowman, (Which I look very forward to doing someday) but I basically just walked around and enjoyed the snow for a little while. I liked how it felt when it drifted into my face, and I couldn't look around fast enough! It was coming from all directions!

It's one thing to be able to watch this kind of thing from inside...but being out there right in the midst of it, was beyond words. I hope I don't ever lose the ability to get this much joy out of something so simple! Plus, I get to wear adorable hats and warm clothes when I go outside in the winter, so that's always a plus.

Dad even put me down, and held on to me while I ran around in the snow. It was such a weird feeling! It was soft under my feet, like a mattress, but very slippery. Dad held on to my hands really tightly to make sure I didn't drop, but I thought I did a pretty good job considering the fact that I had never been on snow before!

I was so excited! I was just running around like crazy, because I didn't know where I wanted to go next! And all around us was the snow! It fell from the sky, and was blown around from where it had already landed on the ground already! I can't tell you how much fun it was to finally get out there!

Finally, Dad put me down, and let me pick up some snow. Let me tell you, say that snow is cold...but until you've held it in your little hand, you have NO idea! As I held it, I felt it get all melty, but I didn't want to drop it yet because I was so excited to be holding it. I was kind of surprised at how cold it was, but couldn't wait to pick more up. I can't WAIT to get out there someday and build a snowman...

Well...after I warm up my little hands, of course...

Tonight...we go out and see what it's like to play in 24 INCHES of snow!!

Riding in style...

Since I seem to be over the worst of my recent illness (after sharing some of my pretty pink eyes with Mom...she looks just like I did! You're welcome, Mom!) I figured we'd lighten the mood a little bit...keep an eye on the blog though, since my first foray into the Snowmageddon will be documented in the coming hours...once I get those pics transferred) was last night.

Until then...we move on to my stylish ride!

So, whenever we go grocery shopping now, I have gotten big enough to be upgraded to the shopping cart seat.

That's right...I get to sit RIGHT THERE in the cart! Me and groceries, all riding together. You can see in the picture how blurry my legs are because I am kicking them with JOY, folks. That's right, JOY! You may not remember what it was like, but I'm here to tell you that it's an upgrade! (OK...so maybe it's an upgrade from steerage to second class, but it's an upgrade nonetheless! First class would entail a bit more padding in the seat, methinks...)

Dad put me in one of those cart mounted car seat type deals awhile back (I slept through 90% of the shopping trip) but NOW I get to sit up top like a big boy, and look at everything as we zip around the grocery store.

I am even in a convenient enough spot, that I can grab random food items when I want to, even though I am quite aware of the fact that I'm not supposed to be doing that at all.

Like seriously. Not at all.

But, the way I figure, Mom and Dad know for a fact that one of my favorite things is to grab at things that are new to me (and things that aren't necessarily new to me, but are widely known to be "not for babies") and play with them. Much like the stories Dad tells about the most fun places being the ones that have signs that said "No Trespassing", I feel a certain extra jolt of fun, when I know I shouldn't be playing with something.

So yeah...not only do I get a great spot for people watching, I can more easily grab different things on all SORTS of high up shelves!

Now, the only problem with this situation, is that I only like being in there for about 60 minutes, and inevitably Mom and Dad take about 68 minutes to go grocery shopping. This, predictably, causes a problem. However, as long as Mom or Dad is OK with carrying me during the last bit of the trip (and periodically giving me some yogurt bites...more on those later) I'm A-OK.

Pink Eye Update...

Well, I'm still tired, but I'm feeling much better.

My fever has gone down somewhat, and I am in better spirits, but I still don't feel quite like myself...

Mom and Dad have been giving me some anti-biotics, eye ointment and extra fluids (Which I am, of course, refusing)

We'll keep you posted, but it looks like I'm going to live. :-)

Pink Eye For Sam...(Or...how I learned that I am afraid of balloons)

Yep...you read that right, folks...even though I was perfectly fine at the end of last week, Saturday night I started getting really hot (I had a fever...) and my eyes got all red and itchy (my left one getting REALLY red on the eyelid).

Mom called the doctor, who suggested that I be brought to the walk-in doctor. They were out of appointments for the day, so they scheduled me for Sunday.

As Saturday wore on, I felt worse and worse, and Mom and Dad gave me some Tylenol to combat the fever...

Sunday morning, I was feeling much worse...my eyes were mischievously glued shut, and were very weepy and miserable...I was exhausted, and had no appetite...my fever was high (Almost 102) and we went on our merry way to the doctor for a 2:20pm appointment.

Someone will have to explain to me someday why a "2:20 Appointment" means I get seen by a doctor by 3:30.

We encountered a new-fangled computer tablet-based check-in system which apparently comes from the future, where somehow mankind has found a way to make checking into a medical clinic even dumber, and more convoluted. Even though I had been there before, we had to fill everything out as though it was our first time, because God forbid they transfer everything over from the PaperPast to the TabletFuture.

I got excited to see that they were giving balloons out to the kids, and so I asked for one. (Yes...I sort of said "Balloon") but once I got one, I was horrified. Yeah, I had some balloons at my birthday party, and had seen them out and about in my travels, but to actually have one right there in your face, bobbing up and down, seemingly under its own control?

It was too much...I punched it away, but it floated right back at me (Because Mom or Dad were holding the string) and after some terse words, you can see from the picture above that I was not only not feeling well, but had the energy to watch the balloon carefully.

I don't trust that thing...

After seeing the doctor (and watching a bit of "Stuart Little 2" which is hard, because now I'm obsessed with finding out how it ends...) who was very nice, by the way...we discovered that I did, indeed have pink eye (Or Dad will tell you that I had conjunctivitis so he could sing his "Conjunctivitis, what's your function...itis" song to you...) and an ear infection...

We were sent away with a prescription for some pink antibiotics (Fun!) and some eye ointment (Not so fun...) Last night we tried them both, and I get mad when I think that only one eye is getting the ointment...then they sneak it into the second one.

We also had a bit of an overflow with the pink stuff, because it was more than I was used to...my hair was all sticky, and Dad had to wash it before putting me to bed...

After a vomiting episode (I am embarrassed to admit.) drinking some apple cider, and having a pretty high fever right before bed, I managed to get some sleep, and I feel a bit better today...

I'll keep you all informed...

Sorry for the epic post, but this is a pretty epic deal, here...

To Quote Gramma Mindy...What is going ON in my life?!

Yep...here we are at the end of another quiet month for the blog...

Since we are still digging out after our massive apartment move, we haven't even had the chance to properly hook up the main computer in the household, and I'm left to use the laptop whenever Mom and Dad aren't using it.

Which is a lot...apparently they both have virtual farms, and are both quite obsessed with it. Also, I am once again sick (with Dad joining in on the sick train this time around) which always puts a cramp on my updates...

On that note...though I had fun watching the snow outside the window last night, I did not get to play in it. :-( Stupid sickness.

So here we are playing catch-up again...While I haven't been blogging too much, there HAVE been a few developments...I'll try and catch you all up over the next week or so...

Until then, enjoy an adorable picture of me chewing on the zipper pull of my adorable, cozy sweater...


Also, keep an eye on the blog in February....Plans for the month include my first haircut, a visit from Gramma Mindy down here in Bethesda, (Man, I'm still not quite used to saying that...) and the first leg of Baby Tour 2010! Stay tuned!

Blue Potatoes?

Yeah...ha ha ha....you're hysterical...

Now where's the regular potatoes?

2010

2010 began much as 2009 ended....finishing up the most epic move in mankind's history!

Not only that, but we added quite an impressive haul of toys and what-not to my arsenal of fun. People were so kind and generous for both Christmas and my birthday...I don't know where we're gonna find room for all this stuff!

We left Washington, DC and moved just up the road to Bethesda, MD. It was a move that put us closer to my daycare, into a bigger, newer apartment, and still within striking distance of our former digs. We were overwhelmed, but managed to get the move done...and we're excited about the new place! I have SO much room to crawl around now...even with all the stuff, I still manage to get a good workout every day.

Gramma Mindy and JustRichy came down to help, and they both helped out immensely. They managed to entertain me while Mom and Dad moved stuff, they helped clean, and they helped move an absurd amount of clothes, toys, books and other junk...

And that was just Mom and Dad's stuff! :-P

Luckily, my toys made it over in one piece. It had felt like FOREVER since I had seen them! (In reality, it was only a day or two, but a boy can play with pots and pans for only so long, you know...) Even though there was a blizzard, and tons of other obstacles to overcome, we made it! The tale of The Great Move is one that will live on in stories told around campfires to scare children, and legends retold to inspire those who have a tough move ahead of them.

We rang in the New Year with me asleep (Much like last year) and Mom, Dad, JustRichy, and Gramma Mindy watching a...shall we say unique streaming webshow of the NYC ball drop in Times Square. While it was odd, Mom and Dad appreciated that Gramma Mindy managed to find any live footage at all!

This is the third year that I have been part of the world (Granted, I only barely glimpsed 2008, but it still counts...) and I have enjoyed my time here immensely. There have been some challenges, and some difficulties, but in general things have been great, and I have had a lot of fun.

I have been blessed with a wonderful, loving family, some great folks at daycare a couple days a week (both caregivers and friends) and the enviable position of having a unique schedule that allows me to spend TONS of time with Mom and Dad.

I was able to visit family and friends up North (and a few down South) as often as I could, which I enjoyed greatly, but my only resolution for this year is to try and visit with the rest of my family more often, as I do enjoy seeing them as much as they enjoy seeing me.

I am excited to be starting a new decade, and looks forward to what my next year brings!

A very happy New Year to you all...thanks for reading, and I hope to see you all soon!

HAPPY 2010!!!