The thriller dance by Gavin and Taco
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Gavin Pictures
Bath time is a joyous time for Gavin. He pees in EVERY SINGLE bath he's ever taken. My kid's got talent!
The thriller dance, by Gavin Hamilton and Uncle Taco
Gavin's first doggy ride. You know with a brother like Crash that we had to start Gavin off small, a ride on Doyle. And we'll eventually get to ride big brother, just a few more months....or years
Da HamiltonsThe adventures of Willy
So we had our first encounter with the Arizona wildlife this week. While starring out the window, which we do often in Phoenix because its too hot to actually go outside, my brother (Taco) noticed a pigeon on the edge of the waterfall. Now Taco hates the pigeons on his waterfall, they poop on it. Brent has even gone to the extent of purchase not 1, but 2 owl statues to tackle his pigeon problem with no success. So Brent starts "Look at this pigeon, not only is he on the waterfall, he's going swimming" and as the rest of the family (Christina, Kim, Gavin, and myself) look out the window sure enough, pigeon has slipped, jumped, or slid into the pool. He's all flapping around, Brent starts again, "Oh my gosh, pigeons are so stupid". And he's correct, this pigeon has got himself into the pool, but now can not get himself out. He's trying to climb up the side, which clearly, he won't make, so pigeon accepts his fate and regrets his fatal choice of jumping in for a swim. Taco, feels for the pigeon and decides to try to save it. He gets the filter cleaning net for his pool, pushes the pigeon up onto the waterfall. The pigeon doesn't move. Taco goes to pick him up, again, the pigeon doesn't move. Brent pulls him out of the water, puts him on the concrete, now the pigeon runs for cover in a nearby bush. Brent has this look on his face of sympathy, but in his eyes you can see he's thinking, "what a stupid bird, that jumps into my pool, now I have to save you, what a stupid stupid bird". So Christina runs out to help Taco. They put the pigeon in one of the dog's carry cases kennel things and give him some bread. Taco comes inside, dips his hands in rubbing alcohol and gives himself a 5 minute scrub of the arms/wrist/hands. He turns around and confidently says, "We are going to name him Willy, because we are going to free him!"
So now we have this stupid pigeon Willy that we're trying to nurse back to health so he can fly away. We decided to leave him in the kennel for the night, let his feathers dry, and set him free the following day. Later that night, approximately 4am, we hear coyotes. Howl, Howl, Howling for like 15 minutes straight. Crash is sitting at full attention on the edge of our bed. Kim wakes up, wakes me up and says, "Oh, the coyotes got Willy". Ok, the coyotes are definetly not in our backyard, Crash wouldn't be just sitting at the edge of our bed if there was a coyote in the backyard, and I'm sure the howling would be 10x louder. So I'm confident Willy's fine. Taco and Christina being on the front end of the house did not hear the coyotes.
Morning comes, Taco goes and checks on Willy. He's shit EVERYWHERE! If Taco didn't like bird poop on his waterfall, oh he was so excited to see bird poop all over his dog's kennel. I'm talking, major bird poop, this bird got poop outside of the kennel! He's locked in there, and still managed to get poop outside of the kennel, he crapped all over the place! So, then Brent unlatches the dog kennel and sets Willy in a safe place in the backyard. Willy doesn't fly away, and while Willy is standing there, Brent and Willy have a moment. Brent realizes, "i saved this bird's life, I will always have a spot in the good ol' heart for Willy". Willy still doesn't fly or go anywhere. Brent's gotta go to work, so him and Christina leave. Liz and Kim wake up sometimes later and go on about their day, totally forgettting about Willy. Brent calls about 2pm asking about his new BFF Willy. So Liz goes out to check on him and what do you know? Willy's gone.
Every night now, around sunset you can find Taco starring out the window at the waterfall. Although he never says it, he doesn't say a word actually, you can tell he's waiting and hoping for Willy's return.
Check back next week, maybe we'll have a pet scorpion by then.
So now we have this stupid pigeon Willy that we're trying to nurse back to health so he can fly away. We decided to leave him in the kennel for the night, let his feathers dry, and set him free the following day. Later that night, approximately 4am, we hear coyotes. Howl, Howl, Howling for like 15 minutes straight. Crash is sitting at full attention on the edge of our bed. Kim wakes up, wakes me up and says, "Oh, the coyotes got Willy". Ok, the coyotes are definetly not in our backyard, Crash wouldn't be just sitting at the edge of our bed if there was a coyote in the backyard, and I'm sure the howling would be 10x louder. So I'm confident Willy's fine. Taco and Christina being on the front end of the house did not hear the coyotes.
Morning comes, Taco goes and checks on Willy. He's shit EVERYWHERE! If Taco didn't like bird poop on his waterfall, oh he was so excited to see bird poop all over his dog's kennel. I'm talking, major bird poop, this bird got poop outside of the kennel! He's locked in there, and still managed to get poop outside of the kennel, he crapped all over the place! So, then Brent unlatches the dog kennel and sets Willy in a safe place in the backyard. Willy doesn't fly away, and while Willy is standing there, Brent and Willy have a moment. Brent realizes, "i saved this bird's life, I will always have a spot in the good ol' heart for Willy". Willy still doesn't fly or go anywhere. Brent's gotta go to work, so him and Christina leave. Liz and Kim wake up sometimes later and go on about their day, totally forgettting about Willy. Brent calls about 2pm asking about his new BFF Willy. So Liz goes out to check on him and what do you know? Willy's gone.
Every night now, around sunset you can find Taco starring out the window at the waterfall. Although he never says it, he doesn't say a word actually, you can tell he's waiting and hoping for Willy's return.
Check back next week, maybe we'll have a pet scorpion by then.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Our River Trip
Here is naked Crash, trying to beat the heat. Don't know if you keep up with the weather nationwide, but in Arizona, it was 110 degrees today. I just about melted. Needless to say, Crash, Gavin and I spend a lot of time indoors.
What did Gavin do at the river? Eat, Slept, and Pooped. Well, he did do more then that, he's finally getting to an age where there is some personality. But this picture was too cute to pass up. He's wearing his aloha shirt for the first time.
Liz and Kim on the Sea-doo. Kim drove so slow in the beginning. It took him awhile to warm up to the watercraft. But once he did, there was no stopping him!
Getting ready to hit the river! Kim and Liz on the Sea-doo.
This is Taco and Christina on the Sea-doo. The River was so much fun. We are definetly going to go back soon. Just after the job situation is a little more successful.
BTW, we had this thought while driving out to Laughlin. Gavin has been to Hawaii, California, Arizona, Florida, Nevada, with layovers in Georgia and Texas. That's 7 states. Not bad for a kid that's only 2.5 months old.
So we made it with Gavin 10 weeks now. Its had its ups and downs. Gavin still doesn't sleep through the night. I've thought about giving up breastfeeding 100 times, but still haven't done it yet. And we made it though our first round of shots. Thank you to all of our family and friends that have supported us with Gavin accessories, baby advice for Kim and I, and your love. We really appreciate it during these tough times.
Write again later.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Gavin's 2 months old
So today we had Gavin's 2 month old well baby visit.
Oh my gosh my heart broke when they gave him shots. 5! 5 shots today. My son is not a pin cushion thank you very much! I hate that they have to immunize today's children! The whole time (whole time being appro. 15 seconds long) I wanted to scream "Stop! Stop! we'll finish the rest tomorrow." He just kept crying and crying. The pediatrician's office knew what they were doing though. They had 2 girls giving the shots at the same time. So one girl had 3 shots the other had 2, and they were going at the same time to get it over with faster. Oh it was just heart wrenching. And I have to do this again at 4 months, 6 months and a year. Screw that, Kim can take him to the dr. appts from here on out. That was really hard.
But growth wise, our little chunky monkey, is now 13.5 pounds. He can have a whole drop of baby tylenol for his pain tonight with the shots! A whole drop! He is 25 inches long. His head has grown to 16 inches around. He placed above the 95% on his height, above 75% on his weight, and above 80% on his head size. So he's all in all, a healthy baby boy.
As for Kim and I, we are still unemployed. I have been offered a job as a 2-year old lead teacher at a preschool. They do not offer infant child care discounts, only after they turn a year. So we're still debating on if we should take that job or not. Kim has got a call back from Auto Zone (get in the zone, auto zone!) about more references, but not confirming a job. We decided that if Auto Zone doesn't call back by tomorrow with something, then I'm going to take the preschool teaching job and Kim is gonna have to stay home and be Mr. Mom.
Arizona is freaking hot! We're not adjusting to this well at all. Crash got shaved on Tuesday, so he's naked. And Gavin can't go more than 2 diapers without baby powder or its diaper rash central. We Hamiltons are not designed for 101 degrees and more. But this weekend, Taco and Christina are taking us to Laughlin. So hopefully the river out there will cool us off. Kim and I have been getting a little depressed and frustrated with the job searching. Well Kim more than me, but noneless, we're frustrated. This economy is stupid. Companies are looking for cheap labor, but you know what, there are families out there. Families that need health insurance, families that need diapers, families that need money. And its hard right now to find a job. But we know that God has us in his hands and he's got a plan for us. So we put our faith and trust in Him.
Well check back next week, I'll get some river pictures up, and you've got to see naked Crash. Sorry it took me so long to blog again. You try having a kid and finding time. No, seriously, I promise to be back next week.
Oh my gosh my heart broke when they gave him shots. 5! 5 shots today. My son is not a pin cushion thank you very much! I hate that they have to immunize today's children! The whole time (whole time being appro. 15 seconds long) I wanted to scream "Stop! Stop! we'll finish the rest tomorrow." He just kept crying and crying. The pediatrician's office knew what they were doing though. They had 2 girls giving the shots at the same time. So one girl had 3 shots the other had 2, and they were going at the same time to get it over with faster. Oh it was just heart wrenching. And I have to do this again at 4 months, 6 months and a year. Screw that, Kim can take him to the dr. appts from here on out. That was really hard.
But growth wise, our little chunky monkey, is now 13.5 pounds. He can have a whole drop of baby tylenol for his pain tonight with the shots! A whole drop! He is 25 inches long. His head has grown to 16 inches around. He placed above the 95% on his height, above 75% on his weight, and above 80% on his head size. So he's all in all, a healthy baby boy.
As for Kim and I, we are still unemployed. I have been offered a job as a 2-year old lead teacher at a preschool. They do not offer infant child care discounts, only after they turn a year. So we're still debating on if we should take that job or not. Kim has got a call back from Auto Zone (get in the zone, auto zone!) about more references, but not confirming a job. We decided that if Auto Zone doesn't call back by tomorrow with something, then I'm going to take the preschool teaching job and Kim is gonna have to stay home and be Mr. Mom.
Arizona is freaking hot! We're not adjusting to this well at all. Crash got shaved on Tuesday, so he's naked. And Gavin can't go more than 2 diapers without baby powder or its diaper rash central. We Hamiltons are not designed for 101 degrees and more. But this weekend, Taco and Christina are taking us to Laughlin. So hopefully the river out there will cool us off. Kim and I have been getting a little depressed and frustrated with the job searching. Well Kim more than me, but noneless, we're frustrated. This economy is stupid. Companies are looking for cheap labor, but you know what, there are families out there. Families that need health insurance, families that need diapers, families that need money. And its hard right now to find a job. But we know that God has us in his hands and he's got a plan for us. So we put our faith and trust in Him.
Well check back next week, I'll get some river pictures up, and you've got to see naked Crash. Sorry it took me so long to blog again. You try having a kid and finding time. No, seriously, I promise to be back next week.
Breast milk to the rescue
I think I have stumbled across the greatest cure all medicine. Breastmilk. I am going to put it on every cut, sore, and rash from here on out. Now I know a lot of you are thinking, "thats disgusting" and if you read my blog about my breastfeeding class you'd know, that I was once in those shoes. There was nothing more disgusting to me than breastmilk. Well, I have a story for you that changed my perspective and made me a boobie believer!
So Gavin was about a month old. And he wakes up from a 4 hour period of sleep with a bunch of gunk in his eye. Ok-gunk in the eye.....holy shit pink eye! Thats the first thing that popped into my head. So I start thinking, maybe its just sleepys in his eye, and it will go away. So we wipe it away and go about our day. Until Gavin takes another nap and wakes up with double the gunk, so much now that its stringy between his upper and lower eyelid. Ok, full on pink eye! So I'm thinking in my head, our temporary insurance hasn't kicked in yet, we can't go to the emergency room. He's a month old, his poor little immune system.....oh my gosh, he's going to loose his eye if I don't do something!
So what do you do when you have a burning question and no medical insurance.....you google it on the computer. So we googled. And what did google come back with. Put breastmilk in the eye. My first reaction.....hell no! that's disgusting. But then I saw Gavin's eye, it was awful. I felt like such crap for letting it get this bad and I felt even more like crap because there is something I can do about it, and I haven't. So I give the eye a little juice. What do you know? It like melted all the gunk away within minutes. We put a warm wash cloth on the eye and wiped away remaining gunk. It was amazing. So everytime I fed him for 24 hours I put a little breastmilk in his eye, and the pnk eye never came back.
So I chamged my mind about disgusting boobie juice. If it weren't from breastmilk, my son would have lost his eye. Well maybe not lost his eye, but it would have been bad.
So Gavin was about a month old. And he wakes up from a 4 hour period of sleep with a bunch of gunk in his eye. Ok-gunk in the eye.....holy shit pink eye! Thats the first thing that popped into my head. So I start thinking, maybe its just sleepys in his eye, and it will go away. So we wipe it away and go about our day. Until Gavin takes another nap and wakes up with double the gunk, so much now that its stringy between his upper and lower eyelid. Ok, full on pink eye! So I'm thinking in my head, our temporary insurance hasn't kicked in yet, we can't go to the emergency room. He's a month old, his poor little immune system.....oh my gosh, he's going to loose his eye if I don't do something!
So what do you do when you have a burning question and no medical insurance.....you google it on the computer. So we googled. And what did google come back with. Put breastmilk in the eye. My first reaction.....hell no! that's disgusting. But then I saw Gavin's eye, it was awful. I felt like such crap for letting it get this bad and I felt even more like crap because there is something I can do about it, and I haven't. So I give the eye a little juice. What do you know? It like melted all the gunk away within minutes. We put a warm wash cloth on the eye and wiped away remaining gunk. It was amazing. So everytime I fed him for 24 hours I put a little breastmilk in his eye, and the pnk eye never came back.
So I chamged my mind about disgusting boobie juice. If it weren't from breastmilk, my son would have lost his eye. Well maybe not lost his eye, but it would have been bad.
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