Sunday, August 29, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
all while he sleeps peacefully.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Here's a little bit about our lil' B: he's an awesome sleeper. I almost hate saying it out loud cause I don't want to jinx it... Since week 1 he's only been getting up once a night and sleeps usuallly in 6-7 hour stretches (and since he's gaining weight like a champ, I let him sleep). In the past week he's had a couple nights where he's gone to bed at 9, woke up at 5 a.m. to eat and was back in bed from 5:30 until 9:15 am - amazing! He's the type of kid I've heard other parents talk about but I didn't think they really existed. I sure hope he keeps this up cause I've been spoiled and it would be a rude awakening to start getting up several times a night. He LOVES bath time, loves being toted around in the Ergo, is socially smiling more and more everyday, loves to eat and eats A LOT, doesn't like being hungry, giggles when he sleeps, is a really noisy sleeper, snorts when he's really hungry, loves to snuggle, makes the sweetest coo'ing sounds, is balding on the top of his head, enjoys sitting in the Boppy and taking in the sights, hates when he has a poopy diaper, has insane head control for a 5 week old, and is almost out of his 0-3 month clothes.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Here's how last night went down: We were home and getting ready for Cal's swim lesson when we heard a loud truck head up Badger Mt. road behind us. Ian looked out and it was a brush fire rig. Then a couple minutes later there were a couple more fire trucks speeding up the road with lights/sirens on. After looking hard we could see a little bit of smoke coming up from one of the hills behind us. Since the fire appeared to be fairly close (w/in a couple of miles) we loaded up for swim lessons but first went up the hill to see the fire. It wasn't far and there were about a dozen fire rigs in the field fighting it. We figured since the fire seemed pretty small and in control so it would be out by the time we got home.
So an hour later we're heading home and as we get close to our house we notice 3 helicopters flying right behind it, dropping water on the fire and the wind was really starting to pick up so we assumed the fire was starting to pick up. That was an understatement. At this time we could see several groups of flames from our house but they were still a ways away. After a little bit of time passing and both of us watching the fire pretty closely, we started hearing and seeing TONS of fire truck/brush rigs/etc., some racing up the hill and several parking right behind our house. Then all of a sudden Ian yelled, "oh $hit, it's coming over the hill." And at that moment, things got really crazy and started moving really fast. The fire came racing down the hill and was getting closer and closer to our neighborhood by the minute. I ran upstairs grabbed bags and started getting some stuff together to load into the cars in case we were evacuated.
I like to think of myself as fairly calm and collected in emergency situations. I had a tower crane crash into my office building while I was in it and had a steam pipe explode a couple blocks away from me in NYC with pure pandemonium breaking out on the streets with thousands of people running and screaming - both of which times I stayed relatively calm. Well this was not the case last night. I was a chicken with its head cut off. I think when the safety of your children comes into question and the reality that you just might lose everything you own, calm and collective go out the window. Thankfully Ian and my folks kept their cool and got some great pics and video while I was a mad lady racing through the house throwing the most random stuff in bags and loading the cars completely full.
Ian guessed at one point that the flames were about 50 yards away from our backyard. Yikes. So we and our neighbors just waited with our cars loaded for word that we would need to evacuate until about 10ish p.m. when the fire appeared to be in control thanks to a barrier of way too many to count fire rigs and fire fighters between our house and the fire.
It was an insane night. One that I hope we NEVER experience again. I have a whole new appreciation for firefighters. On a positive note, Cal was in heaven with all the fire trucks and helicopters essentially in our back yard.
Here are some pics of the progress of the night, all taken from our deck.
this is Ian's "oh $hit, it's coming over the hill." and it's off.
view out our living room and from the kitchen window. these pics don't do justice to how vast the fire was, it went way up the hill - this is just the part of right behind our house. the end of our night. the aftermath.