Saturday, December 6
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| Hubs and Leif in selfie mode. |
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| This is too cute. |
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| Miles ends up all over the couch. Here he is straddling the top. |
We were going to go have a Meet and Greet with this dog sitter we found on Rover.com, but he ended up getting stuck somewhere and couldn't make it at the time we set. We couldn't do it later because we had planned on getting photos of Leif with Santa! After a good long nap, we dressed Leif up and hit the closest mall with Santa. I was relieved to see the line wasn't too long, so we ended up getting some Thai mall food (BAD idea...it was gross and we couldn't eat all of it), then off to see Santa. They have the kids take a quick photo in front of a winter backdrop, but since Leif would squirm and not sit still we took a little family photo...
Not too bad. So then Santa time. It went the way I thought it would. He looked up at this big bearded guy and started freaking out. They took a photo of him looking up and not crying which I was looking forward to. The line to buy the photos was of course longer than the line to take the photo. Once we got to the front...they informed us THEY LOST THE SANTA PHOTOS. They had the family photo, but not of Leif! So back up we went to take another crack at Santa. And it went exactly how we thought it would again. The result:
We were actually kind of happy with this since it's a good memory to capture-we will look back and laugh at this. We already are laughing at it. :) But isn't he still a cute kid while crying? BTW-this Santa was terrible. I watched him with another kid who was having an epic meltdown, and he totally broke character and gave the kid a "WTF??" look. Bad Santa!
The week went by fast after that...I threw our first Christmas Party at work and that was a success! Wish I took some photos. It was a great spread and students arrived right at noon. Then the weekend came and...
Saturday, December 13
We felt bad for Miles as he doesn't get out very much. So after we picked up Leif's Christmas present from UPS (Nana shipped it but forgot to include our house/space number), we stopped by the large dog park in Van Nuys. This was by far the weirdest visit as we had a dog owner confront us about bringing Leif to the park. He mentioned something about standing right in front of Leif and his stroller in case something happened, but we were right next to him and said he was going to be fine (a couple dogs gave Leif lots of kisses which we didn't see a problem with)...but then he started mumbling about it being a dog park and he was sarcastic about how our baby was more important than the dogs at the dog park. Um, YES, our baby is more important than the dogs. Sorry people who think their dogs who are their babies...but our view is that humans, especially babies, take precedent over your dog. We know it's a dog park, and we were in the side where the "timid" dogs play (there are three different fenced off areas). The rule is-don't bring your dog if you think it's going to attack other dogs/people, right? That's just common sense!
So the guy then left with his little Boston Terrier. Matt's impression was that the guy was afraid his dog was going to start something with Leif or start something with other dogs in front of Leif...I just thought the guy was off his rocker thinking we wouldn't stop a dog from harming our kid. It just left a bad taste in our mouth-what do you think? Were we in the wrong for bringing our baby to the dog park? There were other little kids running around and playing/petting the dogs; were their parents in the wrong?
Before we left we had an interesting encounter with a super friendly dog who loved kids...
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| This German Shepherd apparently loved kids so much that she would only drop her frisbee for Leif, but not for us. Then she kept sneaking between hubs' legs. It was hilarious. |
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| No matter how hard Matt would close his legs or move, she made her way between them and patiently waited. |
We left in a not-so-good mood and grabbed lunch. Driving in the Valley can really stress you out and by the time we got home, we didn't want to leave the house. (I still left later in the evening to do some Christmas shopping, but by then I was a lot more relaxed).
Have I mentioned how we lucked out with an awesome neighbor? The neighbors to our right keep to themselves, but the neighbors to the left are an old Dutch couple and are so sweet! So sweet in fact that they brought over some cute hats they picked up for Leif. I was able to snap an okay photo of him in one-he's so squirmy now!
Sunday, December 14
It was a nice, relaxing day filled with a little last minute Christmas shopping, wrapping presents, and a nice walk with the carrier. I really enjoy walking with him in this!
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| Walk around the neighborhood! This Saturday we're planning our first real hike with the carrier! |
Monday, December 15
While I was getting ready for work, hubs snapped this photo:
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| Santa sweater! |
So I'm going to keep you updated on life, but like I mentioned before, I'm working on some different posts and ideas. Stay tuned! Hopefully I post before we leave for Washington which is one week from today!!!
Oh before I end this post, some serious news...my cousin Ryan and his wife Brittney flew down to Florida to visit her family when she had to go to the hospital and had an emergency C-Section. She's doing well, but their baby Oliver (32 weeks old) had to be taken to the NICU in St. Petersberg where he's very sick and in critical condition due to "hydrops fetalis", and according to my cousin, "Hydrops isn’t a disease or injury itself, but rather a term used to describe a collection of symptoms associated with a wide range of possible causes (which are all very difficult to determine). Currently, doctors suspect his body was infected by a virus in utero, and that this would be the primary driver of his hydrops". My cousin Krystal (sister of Ryan) set up a donation page for Oliver as these hospital bills are expensive and piling up. Please take a look at it here and if you can offer any assistance it would mean the world to them.
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