Dear McKenzie; You are one!
Posted on Tue 03/24/09 in Fatherhood
Dear McKenzie,
Wow! A year has gone by since we brought you into the world. It seems like yesterday. With the second child, unfortunately, time does seem accelerated. Everyone has been having a great time with you. You’re very charming, friendly, beautiful, rough, competitive, observant, funny, and faster than a llama! And one thing is for sure… you do NOT like wearing a dress.
I think last Dr. visit, you were 95th percentile for height and 30th percentile for weight. Your mom and I probably held similar stats when we were your age. Your long arms and legs give you extensive coverage when grabbing or climbing for something you want. Tipping glasses off tables, snatching a hat off someone’s head, or smacking your brother from a few feet away are made easy by your shot-blocking limbs (that’s a basketball reference for you non-athletics). You can now reach over the keyboard tray and scramble your fingers around the computer keyboard. This annoys your brother.
At 11 months you had most of your teeth and began sprinting around the house. You move from room to room in seconds. When I’m doing the dishes, I turn my head to grab another plate and you’ve climbed in the dishwasher. And by the next turn, you’re stumbling away from the liquor cabinet with bottle of Jose Cuervo. I really need to lock that.
With walking comes injuries: Falling onto the patio and getting a nosebleed; tumbling down steps and toys; scratches and scrapes on your pretty little face and knees. The list goes on. And let’s not forget the hundreds of intentional and non-intentional knockdowns Ethan has caused. Once you began doing “The Frankenstein” (the name dubbed by Donnie for learning to walk) Ethan signed you up as his dance partner, wrestling dummy, and personal best friend. He wants you to do everything with him and he treats you like a 6-year-old. His latest feat is to put you on his bed or the couch. This is NOT safe. He is a a great older brother overall.
You began talking around the 11th month also. Well, we call it talking, at least. There are a few clearly identifiable words you say:
Mommy
Daddy
Ethan
Thank you
I did it!
Sometimes you’ll look right at someone and ramble off a full sentence of she-said-something-but-I-have-no-idea-what. Everyone loves holding you and talking to you. You’re usually smiling and have a hilarious belly laugh.
Your mom says you have my laid back personality. I like to think that’s true. I know you’ll be as loving and beautiful as she is when you’re older.
Love you, Dad
Something to add?
# Thomas D. Baird wrote on Fri 04/03/09 at 10.01 PM:
My deacon referred me to Jimblog.net and saw your comments. I’m curious to find out who your wife’s grand parrents are. Pastor Tom
Thaqnks for the indorsement. Mek is so cute.
you have a prescious treasure there.
# Jerry Cochran wrote on Fri 04/03/09 at 10.07 PM:
Aaron,
You can find contact information for Pastor Tom Baird at www.gospelfossils.com. I read your blog at jimblog.net. Pastor Tom lives in Christmas, Florida
cell#386-209-1180
# Kimberly wrote on Thu 04/09/09 at 03.55 PM:
OMG!You have such a gift-first of all to really be an available Dad to Ethan & Kenzie but also writing so descriptively about the kids & what it’s like to parent them.I FINALLY had time to catch up reading your blog & I laughed SO hard,Aaron. We,too,had a memorable experience w/Poop Art-Jana was the artist.Sick! & unforgettable!It’s the official initiation for parenting.Yet she’s a cool woman now & I’d give anything to have her that age again.This age-early adulthood-is fun too.And it just rocks that you play w/your kids whenever you can.I love reading about ur adventures.It’s hard to be so far away.I love you all.Kisses to ever beautiful Beth & Babies. Hope to see you this summer.Keep writing(when they’re asleep!) :) xo
# Mom wrote on Fri 04/10/09 at 01.10 PM:
Very funny all your comments. I esp. liked the remarks about how smells affect Ethan. On Thurs. when I was over watching Ethan and McKenzie, Ethan & I were playing trains, Ethan says to me, “ Grandma I can’t play trains with you if you don’t put your shoes back on.” I said,“I could go wash them with soap.” Ethan said,” Good idea, but use Mom’s sink, not mine.” I laughed so hard. When I came back to play, Ethan said, “next time wear socks with your shoes and it will help.” I said,“thankyou” and we continued to play. Funny, kids just tell it like they see it, (or smell it).
# aunt lucinda wrote on Tue 04/14/09 at 07.11 PM:
yes she is a blessing & a star. smiling-interested in everything. a sweet tempered child laughing at the world- running right out of camera view as i try to capture her beauty(instead getting just a blank floor). i can’t remember how i lived w/out my great niece & nephew so precious are they in my life.love Great Aunt Lucinda
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