The little guy had a cough on Saturday, and was progressively miserable throughout the weekend. Sorry buddy :o( Turns out he had his first ear infection. We’re having extra cuddle time and keeping a close eye on him. It’s no fun having a sick kid, and I’d trade places in a nanosecond!
Lindsey and I traveled to California last week. We spent two days in Santa Monica and Hollywood touring celebrity homes and Rodeo Drive. We spent the balance of our seven day trip at the Pelican Hill Resort located between Newport Beach and Laguna Beach.
The trip was the first time we both left Harvey, and was also our longest time away from him. He stayed with Grandma and Grandpa Rogers and Aunt Katy, and had a great week visiting the library, museum, and other hot spots. We FaceTimed with him almost everyday, and were a little jealous of all the fun they were having.
Here’s a few pictures from the trip.
And the brightest part of our trip . . . seeing this little guy upon our return to the Winter Wonderland.
Cute kid, if I do say so myself. We’re getting a kick out of him as he picks up more words here and there. We cover bye, hi, mine, more, dog (bark!), and cow (moo!) above. He also likes to say “gar…” for garage, which is one of his favorite places to check out with Grandpa. We didn’t think of it, but “gol…” for golf is also a favorite.
You, mom, and I went for a hike this evening at Lighthouse Point Park to celebrate the beautiful weather and, unknowingly at the time, the last day of summer 2014. You had fun hiking along with us for a little bit of the trail, and enjoyed inspecting (and reinspecting) each rock and boulder that you came across. Both mom and I remarked that we are impressed with your curiosity. It’s a good reminder to look up from our iPhones from time to time, and absorb some of our natural surroundings.
Goodbye, fickle summer. Hello, fall, my favorite season.
Here is a video of a game we were playing with Harvey this evening, which may have been invented by Aunt Kathy earlier today. Harvey throws a block at me and I pretend it knocks me over. He’s almost laughing too hard, which is a great sound to hear. :o)
Lindsey brought Harvey by the office today for “Bring Your Child to Work Day.” I’m reminded of the many afternoons I spent eating cheese and crackers at dad’s Old Town office as a kid. And of hanging out with mom in her room at Pathfinder. Harvey, watch out! If you hang around the office too long, we’ll put you to work!
Today started early with a walk down to the beach with Harvey, a cup of coffee, and my camera. I wanted to see the sunrise across the patches of ice and water. As I discovered upon arriving (a few hundred yards from our front door), I was an hour late. It was still a nice walk to begin the day, and the air was surprisingly warm.
Church was fun. I watched Harvey make friends in the lobby, which he prefers to staying quite in the sanctuary. I’m told the sermon was nice. :o) And the brass horns are always magnificent. I could hear those.
We had a tasty brunch at the Park Place Hotel with Grandma R, Grandpa R, Aunt Katy, and Great Grandma R. Harvey especially liked the fried potato smiley faces. Afterwards, we drove out to the Farm to eat a little more, but mostly hangout and enjoy the company of Grandma and Grandpa J, Great Grandma L, Aunt Kathy, Uncle Doug, John Boy, Andrea, Tim, Randy, George, Ginger, Kiera, Dwayne, Mary, Mary R, aaaaaand eventually Christy and Brian.
All in all, it was a fun and enjoyable Easter Day. Harvey received many treats, books, and baskets of goodies. We’ll have fun playing with them for the next couple weeks. Thanks to all, and have a good week!
Happy Birthday to our beautiful son, Harvey Alan Rogers. We can’t believe a year passed so quickly. In looking through our pictures, we realized you have already done and seen so much. Each day with you brings new excitement into our lives, and reminds us of the joys of having fun, playing with toys, and laughing as often as possible. Thank you for that, little man.
We had about 25 family members over for your birthday party, and it was a huge success. You had a lot of fun, except while we sang “Happy Birthday.” As you’ll see below, you liked the cake. (I was worried about that. Mom wasn’t.) You are a very lucky boy and in about ten years we’ll have you write thank you notes to each of your relatives for all of the amazing support they have shown you with their time, presence (and presents), and many smiles. You are a lucky boy, and we are fortunate parents.
Here are a few pictures from the party.
One year ago today was Lindsey and my last day before we could see Harvey. I would say hold, but we couldn’t hold him right away while he was in the NICU. (Although, I think Lindsey insisted on holding him for a brief while on the first day.) And we could touch him gently while he rested in an incubator, connected to all sorts of tubes. I remember being there like it was yesterday, and it was the longest and scariest yesterday of my life. I was in some sort of shock for days until we met with one of the many people new parents meet with, and I was able to verbalize how scary Harvey’s birth was. And we faced each of those seven days in the hospital with hopeful outlooks, and generally received good news each day. The air in his chest cavity was working its way out, his lungs were doing fine, and he was improving. Lindsey was dedicated to beginning to breast feed with the pump, and I washed many little bottles (and continue to do so!). We did what we could to be parents, while Harvey spent his time in the NICU.
Harvey’s first Masters Sunday is today. We are excited to watch it with him, and it should be a good one.
I can’t help but think back to this time last year. We were watching the Masters at the Jonkhoff Clubhouse and Lindsey was overdue with Harvey. We checked into the maternity unit at Munson as the playoff was starting. I was sneaking glimpses of the coverage while trying to be a reasonably good husband and future father. I can only imagine what Lindsey was thinking. (Probably, ‘Show me the iPhone coverage!’) Eventually, we settled in for what turned out to be a week-long stay and Harvey was born the next day.
With Harvey’s birthday, the Masters, and the onset of spring, April is one of my 12 favorite months!
I think it’s funny that not only do all of Harvey’s toys have two noise settings, but that those settings are really loud and really really loud.
He loves the TV clicker, so we got an old one of the basement and gave it to him. He crawls around with it now.
Cruising is no problem for him, but he’s not quite walking yet.
We’re a bit concerned that we’ve overused the one-piece fleece onesie, which is way easier to change diapers in than the traditional pants-type outfit.
Harvey went to the nursery for the first time last Sunday, and did pretty well. I think the other kid set him off and we got buzzed to come pick him up.
It’s exciting to see him grow up so quickly, and there’s so much each day week and month that it’s impossible to keep track of everything. But I’m going to try!