So the other day I was talking with my mom about Kieran's inherent love of cats. "You've given birth to a cat person, go figure." she said. I have been a cat person all of my life. Kieran had cats until he was about 6 months old, then just Ochi for the longest time. But he really does seem to prefer cats over dogs.
Today on our car ride into work/school, Kieran kept choosing classic rock from the options on the radio. I like it, but I'll tend for more progressive/folksy music left to my own devices. However, I know Ken likes classic rock.
So, how much of Kieran's current preferences are gleaned from us by environment and how much was he born with? The world may never know...
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
Weekend Photos and Movie
We had a blast this weekend with our new (earlier) soccer and swimming classes on Saturday. Ken was gracious and let me take a 3 hour nap Saturday afternoon. Wow, I needed it.
Sunday, Kieran and I went to the Science Center where he got his face painted like a cat. He fell asleep on the walk home and half of the cat rubbed off. Above is a photo of the half-cat face. I'm hoping the face-painting place will have some images of his full makeup - they were terribly impressed by how still he sat for it.We had a picnic dinner in Riverside with live music provided by Nelly's Echo. It was a great time and Kieran danced his little tush off.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Quick Fish Photos
Kieran fished for the very first time during our trip to Ohio. Here are a few quick pics of him with the fish he caught. That's Uncle Matt and his cousin Riley in the first shot, and just Matt with him in the second. Thanks all for helping us have such a great time this weekend.
Thursday, June 03, 2010
Burps are Funny
And so are farts, pretending to burp, calling people anything other than their name, and "bathroom words". Yes, the Lipshultz humor has reared its entertaining head.
Ken is mortified. Having grown up with it, I am amused.
In other Kieran news... last night when I went to pick him up he ran to me smiling and yelled "Jana!" instead of the traditional "Mommy!" that I've gotten in the past. Ken and I have been working to be sure that Kieran knows our names, on the off-chance he gets lost. But he now gets a kick out of calling us our names instead of Mom and Dad. *sigh*
Also yesterday he got a straight face on his daily sheet. Not a frowny face or a smiley face. When I asked him about it he said "Dad will take it.", which is what Ken has said about that mark since it's not a great day, but it's not a bad day either. Too smart for his own good, I tell ya. OK back to work for me. Love to all, blog again soon.
Ken is mortified. Having grown up with it, I am amused.
In other Kieran news... last night when I went to pick him up he ran to me smiling and yelled "Jana!" instead of the traditional "Mommy!" that I've gotten in the past. Ken and I have been working to be sure that Kieran knows our names, on the off-chance he gets lost. But he now gets a kick out of calling us our names instead of Mom and Dad. *sigh*
Also yesterday he got a straight face on his daily sheet. Not a frowny face or a smiley face. When I asked him about it he said "Dad will take it.", which is what Ken has said about that mark since it's not a great day, but it's not a bad day either. Too smart for his own good, I tell ya. OK back to work for me. Love to all, blog again soon.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Ruh-Ruh-Reggie
Quick story while I have a minute.
Reggie is the most vocal cat I have ever known. He wanders around the house meowing (which, to be fair, Leann told me he did this). Mostly he wants to be sure you know he exists and should be pet.
He was doing this on Sunday when I called to him "I hear you whiny. C'mere."
Kieran looked at me. "No, Mommy. His name is Reggie. It starts with an 'r'. Ruh-Ruh-Reggie."
Reggie is the most vocal cat I have ever known. He wanders around the house meowing (which, to be fair, Leann told me he did this). Mostly he wants to be sure you know he exists and should be pet.
He was doing this on Sunday when I called to him "I hear you whiny. C'mere."
Kieran looked at me. "No, Mommy. His name is Reggie. It starts with an 'r'. Ruh-Ruh-Reggie."
Friday, May 14, 2010
Princess Mommy
Yesterday there was a board meeting at my office. Which means I had to dress a tad nicer than usual. All my pants were dirty, so I opted to wear a dress. I thought it would be simple, but forgot that the hem had fallen out so I spent 20 minutes ironing it back together (thank goodness for hemming tape!).
After I got dressed, I went downstairs to put Kieran's bag together and get going. Most who know me know that I do not often dress up and, when I do, I rarely wear dresses. When he saw me, a note of awe in his voice Kieran said "Mommy, you look like a princess!"
It made my day. And I was able to use it as an excuse that night not to give him his bath ("Princesses don't give baths.").
After I got dressed, I went downstairs to put Kieran's bag together and get going. Most who know me know that I do not often dress up and, when I do, I rarely wear dresses. When he saw me, a note of awe in his voice Kieran said "Mommy, you look like a princess!"
It made my day. And I was able to use it as an excuse that night not to give him his bath ("Princesses don't give baths.").
Thursday, May 06, 2010
Welcome the newest Gauvey: Reggie
I had no plans to get Kieran a cat, even with all his lobbying and the fact that I truly miss having cats around. Ken was actually pushing harder than I was. We had some cats that were not-so-nice to our house, which we're trying to sell, and I had significant concerns that a new cat would make the old issues worse.
Yesterday morning I login and begin reading my email. There was a plea from a family in the city who had to move to a place that had a 2-pet policy. After asking family and friends, they posted to the local family groups. A five year old cat needed a home and I had a 3 year old who wanted a cat. I sent them a note and after several exchanges by email and phone, we all agreed - Reggie would join our family.
Kieran didn't know about us being able to bring Reggie home until we met him. He's an adorable Maine coon-type cat black and cream tiger stripes and a great laid-back temperament. After chatting with Leann and Damon and playing with Reggie we ask Kieran if he'd like to take Reggie home with us. "Yes." was the answer we knew we'd get.
On the ride home Kieran's smile was ear-to-ear and he told Reggie (before I had barely driven 10 feet) "Don't worry, cat, we're almost there". Reggie didn't run and hide but explored our house, hissed at Ochi, ate some food, let us pet him and generally hung out. Right now my biggest concern is the hissing at Ochi but I have a feeling that in a week I'll come home to find the two of them napping together on the sofa.
Yesterday morning I login and begin reading my email. There was a plea from a family in the city who had to move to a place that had a 2-pet policy. After asking family and friends, they posted to the local family groups. A five year old cat needed a home and I had a 3 year old who wanted a cat. I sent them a note and after several exchanges by email and phone, we all agreed - Reggie would join our family.
Kieran didn't know about us being able to bring Reggie home until we met him. He's an adorable Maine coon-type cat black and cream tiger stripes and a great laid-back temperament. After chatting with Leann and Damon and playing with Reggie we ask Kieran if he'd like to take Reggie home with us. "Yes." was the answer we knew we'd get.
On the ride home Kieran's smile was ear-to-ear and he told Reggie (before I had barely driven 10 feet) "Don't worry, cat, we're almost there". Reggie didn't run and hide but explored our house, hissed at Ochi, ate some food, let us pet him and generally hung out. Right now my biggest concern is the hissing at Ochi but I have a feeling that in a week I'll come home to find the two of them napping together on the sofa.
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