Tuesday, June 29, 2010

june

Two peas...

Grandpa and his boys...

I forgot to mention that Waylon's nine month check-up (on the 9th) went well. The only minor trauma was a 'circumcision adhesion' that Dr. Wilson had to pull back apart. Yes. It was awful. He weighed 22.8 pounds and was 30.5 inches long, 75th and 95th percentiles, respectively. Still perfect.

A couple of firsts yesterday: he consumed a wad of paper and sat up all on his own, from belly to bottom. Both have been a long time coming. He loves paper - magazines, letters, mail, books - and inevitably puts it directly into his mouth. I have fished out many a slobbery bite over the last few months. But this time I left him in the living room for a minute, looking at a magazine (USAA, learning early). When I came back, Waylon was smacking his lips and there was a big plug of page missing. I'm sure it won't be the last time.




And bless his heart. You can tell he is trying desperately to crawl, but still hasn't quite got it. He knows, without a doubt, that he can get from point A to point B on his hands and knees. He will get up on all fours, but when he starts to make a move, he splats. It was a big deal for him to go from lying on his belly to sitting on his bottom. Progress.



Kyle has bestowed Jersey Shore names to both Locke and Waylon. Locke's is The Attitude and Waylon's is Double Down. (This also happened a while back, but I forgot to share.) Something tells me that one might stick around through college.

Angie just got back from Orange Beach and said the beaches are closed. They are covered in oil. This breaks my heart up. Mom thinks it will not be in her lifetime that things get back to normal. Joey says nobody will even be talking about it in three years, tops. I fear both. I am afraid it will be decades before the economy and the environment are reestablished, and that as soon as the leak is stopped, it will slowly fade from the headlines, replaced by some other two-bit story about Brangelina's seventh puppy. 72 days. That's how long oil has been gushing into the ocean, at who-knows how many gallons a day. I don't think that's ever been established. They say BP is now spending $100million a day to 'fix' it. That's a heck of a lot of money to have not made an ounce of progress. They say it will be at least August before they hope plan whatever-letter-we're-on-now works.

Frankly, I think that's pathetic.

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