A Weekend of Firsts

Our first game together as a family.

Our first game together as a family.

As a dad to two little girls, I love experiencing the firsts in their lives. I’ll never forget the day Sophia took her first steps or the day she said her first words. There is just something about the firsts that are unforgettable and amazing. This past weekend, we had a few firsts for both the girls. And they were both fantastic, in their own right.

Maddie, at nine-months, finally started crawling. Of course, I wasn’t in the room when it happened. I was in the shower. Go figure, right? I walk downstairs to Sarah sitting on the floor with Maddie and she tells me to watch the video she sent me. What was it? Maddie crying, then crawling!  Continue reading

The Spit-Up Conundrum

Babies. Spit-up. Babies and spit-up. The two go together like peanut butter and jelly. If you’ve met a baby that hasn’t or doesn’t spit-up, I’d love to meet them because they are about as real as a flying horse. I knew coming into parenthood that I would be dealing with spit-up regularly. I didn’t realize, however, just how often that meant. I thought, what’s a little spit-up after a bottle and burping? That isn’t so bad. Boy was I wrong.

It really is a constant guessing game of “is now safe to remove her bib?” And, let’s be honest, more often than not, it was never a safe time to take the bib off. Most times, not even a minute after we would take her bib off, Sophia would surely spew some more spit-up out of her mouth and onto her clothes, all over her hands, and of course, all over me or Sarah.
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