Blogging Nate: July 2006

Moving

This blog is in the process of being relocated. Mama is getting downright sophisticated with this highfalutin blog business.

New blog is called Trip the Light and can be found at http://tripthelight.typepad.com.

You will still enjoy the same Nate-tabulousness at this new location, I assure you. It has snazzy features and I'll get something going that is pretty cool.

Why the goofy title? Well it sounds kind of magical, doesn't it?! I was pressed for time, it popped in my head, and hadn't been claimed. And there you have it.

I'm aware that the pictures aren't working at the moment and that is the only reason the grandparents have anything to do with this medium, and I assure you, Tessa and Mimi, it is a top priority.

If you hate babies my blog is probably not the place for you. And if you do hate babies, I could probably change your mind- have you seen a picture of my super cute son?

Guilty or Innocent, Evil Mastermind or Clueless Executive, I Really Don't Care...

...and I have no interest in debating it, but recently deceased Enron executive, Ken Lay, has NOTHING in common with the black gentleman named James Byrd who was brutally dragged to his death by cousin-marrying hillbillies in East Texas.

FOR SHAME!

Head Butting Soccer Player Loves His Mama

What a sweet boy! A mother's fondest hope is to share a love like this with her son. She teaches him right from wrong, reads him stories at night, feigns interest in sports, and makes him feel safe and loved. He reciprocates by sending her flowers on Mother's Day, picking her up a favorite pastry for a special breakfast, and buying her a nice handbag with all that soccer dough. Oh, and also by violently assaulting an opponent during a major sporting event in front of like a trillion people.

Apparently this was in defense of dear old Ma's honor. I hope someday my little Nathan will grow up and head butt someone for me! Although he may hold some bitterness towards me since I didn't give him a cool name like "Zinedine". Or, since he's my kid, he may contend there is no honor to be defended... that smart-mouthed little stinker!

Nate Takes Some Notes on Becoming a Left-Handed Pitcher

The Houston Astros played the Cardinals at home last night. It also happened to be the first baseball game Nate has attended outside of a uterus. Previous games attended include a Cubs game at Wrigley Field, and another Astros game. Steve has shown a great deal of excitement over recent left-handed tendencies, believing Nate is well on his way to baseball greatness. I, being a more of a pessimist, believe he is well on his way to just being sinister.

I am more convinced now than ever that I HATE THAT GUY!!!! Lil' Eckstein gave me fits last year in the National League championship games. And he continues to bug the crap out of me!! Even more than Pujols!

Taking care of important diaper business before the game.

Trying out our new Sutemi Pack.

Awwww!

Cheering for the Astros...

Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...

Look at the camera, kid!

Had to leave a little early, since the Astros started improving and fans got more excited.

Nature 1, Nurture 0?

My son’s first words were either “aquí” or “Larry”, I can’t remember which word was said first. If you aren’t from our great bilingual state, aquí is the Spanish word for “here”. Spanish, in this case, is best defined as a language we don’t speak. Ever. Unless ordering Mexican food or beverage or if on vacation in Mexico. And Larry? We don’t even know a Larry and I don’t think we watch any TV shows with Larrys… I can only conclude that mi hijo bonito was born knowing a smattering of Español and random proper names.