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There, and back again

April 29th, 2006 by Joyce

The computer is almost back to normal, no thanks to the computer repair store. When I brought it in I felt like I was dropping Toby off at the pound (no matter that I’ve been lately tempted, stubborn cat). Boxes everywhere, and the technician reminded me of Dwight Schrute. And I had the distinct impression that I knew more than he did.

Not good.

So the computer went there, and then back home again. Gradually, after dinner for a few minutes here, and before breakfast for a few minutes there, we’ve got the computer back to the way it’s supposed to be (well, mostly).

More to say, but until then, the babies’ stats from their well-baby checkup: Carmen weighed at 25 pounds, 11 ounces, and 31.5 inches tall. David weighed at 23 pounds, and 31 inches tall.

So Carmen doesn’t just seem heavier anymore, now she really is heavier.

Next post will be about Steve. The Reisdorfs know Steve.

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‘puter broken again

April 24th, 2006 by Joyce

and it’s your loss, because I had video of David using the slide (suddenly, umprompted, and all by himself!) this weekend. He even slid sideways and on his belly, he thought it was so much fun.

Right now I’m on Matt’s work laptop (I love you, Mr. Fluor).

Apparently there is a problem with our RAID controller. It keeps thinking that the RAID-ness is degraded and there hard drives are faulty. We thought we solved the problem, so uploaded our software, our data, and finally had the computer just right. This evening the controller failed again. In an effort to fix it, Matt did something that ultimately caused the computer to refuse to even boot.

Of course we’re upset. And annoyed. And tomorrow I will try to get it fixed.

We could try to fix it ourselves, but after spending so much time on it already, we don’t feel like we have anymore time (much less sanity) to invest. We’d rather do other, more important, things, like laundry and eating and sleeping. And playing with our babies, something we never feel like we’ve done enough, come the end of the day.

I’m going to try to go to bed. Maybe after I flush some money down the toilet, first.

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Still Here

April 21st, 2006 by Joyce

After lunch Carmen signed sleep. She was ready for a nap.

So how long until she says, “Hey, I’ll see you guys later, I’m going to bed?” What? Never?

She signed socks today, but the sign isn’t entirely right. Carmen’s socks looks like a drunken version of shoes.

Today I watched Carmen play on the porch while I fed David. She spun around in circles until she got dizzy, wobbled around for a little bit, and then spun around again.

Meanwhile David is just being David. He can sign shoes, but still prefers to talk with his eyes. He spends his days moving his toys from one room to the other, emptying the pantry, tickling and otherwise bothering his sister, throwing the rubber mulch onto the concrete porch floor, dropping things in the bathtub, upsetting my laundry hampers and rubbing his face onto my legs until I pick him up and we hold each other eye to eye, heart to heart.

Carmen wants to be rocked all night to weather the rough seas of her anxieties. David craves that same type of physical contact all day. When he feels the chill of fear or uncertainty, he runs to me, looking for security and a respite. When he marches off to deposit a toy in the bathtub he stops and turns the corner. “Are you still there?” he seems to ask. He does his work three doors down and then runs back into the living room, burrowing into my shirt.

Yes, David, I’ll be here. As long as you need me here, I’ll be around.

Meanwhile, I’m going to bed. Tomorrow I need to look for a little peg man. We found the green one (I was having dreams about losing him, I was so upset!), now we’re missing the blue.

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Wiggly, Wriggly, Wrangly

April 20th, 2006 by Joyce

She pantomimes peeling a banana, while looking at me with her eyebrows raised and head cocked. “Banana?” They’re still green.

“Carmen, let’s have bread.”


Maybe at dinner.

She’s figured out how to ask for other things, too. She walks to the television set and asks, “Baby?” She wants to watch Baby Signing Time. Who wants to bet Carmen will be the first one to ask to borrow the car?

Using the new computer, with a new AMD 64-bit whatever-whatever processor and a RAID controller for two Seagate hard drives. Thank goodness. I was experiencing withdrawal symptoms.

After a long, hard day, we drove to Whole Foods yesterday for dinner. The babies needed out of the house (again), and I wanted to eat at a place where food all over the floor didn’t matter. The Whole Foods closest our house has a shaded patio swept clean by pigeons and grackles, so I never feel too guilty leaving a mess there. We were mostly alone on the patio, which was good, because C&D made more than their usual mess. After we ate (if you want to call sprinkling brown rice on the floor “eating”), we picked up a few groceries, like bananas, beans, bread. Towards the end of our shopping trip, a Jamba Juice worker suddenly blocked our way. “I saw that mess you made!” she told C&D. “Uh-huh! Good thing you ate OUTSIDE!” She must have been watching us eat through the store’s fishbowl windows. “Mmm, mmm,” she crossed her arms. “I know what you need!” A valium? A table to hide under? “Tell your mama that you babies want a Jamba Juice! How about banana and orange?”

Ten minutes later we left the store with our groceries and three cups of fresh juice: one for each baby, and the rest for me. Juice dribbled down our chins while C&D asked for more, more, more! Madison at Jamba Juice, thank you.

And now I’m especially excited, because yesterday I found out that Matt and his mom are getting me a juicer for my birthday. Carrots, celery, bananas, oranges, apples, mint, kale, wheeeee, I can make my own juice!

Although we still might have to visit Madison at Jamba Juice now and then, anyway.

And we’ll have to visit Barry at Central Market. He made the smoothies that helped me survive my pregnancy: fresh banana, diced frozen mango, and diced frozen papaya in a coconut milk base. And he always made sure I would have a little extra because I was eating for three.

Texas watermelons were on sale last week. The babes liked eating theirs well enough, but liked playing with it more.

Easter Sunday we took the babies to church. We arrived early, in time for the congregational socializing and egg hunt. David walked in the grass with Matt while Carmen wove through the crowd, occassionally grabbing hold of a random pant leg for balance. Once church began we listened to the first part of the service from under the oak trees and then took our wiggly, wriggly, wrangly little people home for an egg hunt of our own.

It didn’t occur to C&D that there might be anything unusual about the fact that somebody had scattered cascarones and plastic eggs in the front lawn. They did enjoy finding the contents, however, and for that they needed no encouragement.

That evening we decided to cut David’s delicious curls. They were getting long and unruly, but Matt and I sniffled little tears, anyway. He looked so much less a baby when they were gone. David didn’t seem to mind the haircut.

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Guest Blogger

April 18th, 2006 by Joyce

As our friendly computer (Clem the Data Dromedary) is in the process of being replaced (AMD 64×2 with a RAID system constantly backing up the hard drive), J. isn’t able to blog. But news keeps happening, so we wanted to make sure that y’all knew about:

– Carmen and her new necklace (plastic, fit in an Easter egg, $0.25 at target). It’s a tough routine. Put it on. Say “Hi” so everyone knows how cute you are. Take it off. Repeat.

– David can do the same thing, but without the “Hi.”

– Tortilla soup. Well, not here yet, but breakfast was supposed to be tortillas, mango, and beans. David decided to tear up all of the tortillas, and Carmen signed “banana” and proceeded to eat one instead. So what else do you do with a bunch of torn up tortillas?

– Sneezing is apparently fun. If your brother sneezes, you need to too, even if it comes out more like a raspberry than a sneeze.

– Oh, and we’re saying some words now, too. Carmen can kind of say “Banana”, and even more kind of “Fish” (more like Shsth) (and of course “Hi”, which gets repeated about 10 times an hour). David can do “Hi” and “Daddy”, but “Daddy” doesn’t really mean anything to him (blocks, fish, sister, food, etc are all apparently “Daddy”.) We’re doing much better on signs. Extra credit to anyone who can put together a sentance using all of the current vocabulary words: Fish, Shoe, Banana, More, All Done, Milk, Car. Yeah, OK. Time to learn some verbs!

And final news – we are nearing completion on the long process of turning our entire house over to the babies. This has taken many steps:
1) We gave them their own room, with cribs to sleep in. Yeah, right.
2) We gave them a corner of the living room to play in. Lasted as long as they couldn’t figure out how to sit up.
3) We penned in a big playpen in the kitchen
4) We gated in the living room, got rid of any furniture except for a changing table and rocking chair #5 (numbers 1-4 are in the big nursery in the sky), and turned it over to them.

The final step was last weekend. We penned in our home office, and have finally turned basically everything else over to them. Well, we parents kept custody of the toilet (you have a gate the middle of your bathroom, too, don’t you?) and the garage (um, Fischer-Price doesn’t make a table saw for a reason), but that’s it.

J. will be back in a few days…

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The Vocabulary’s Coming!

April 15th, 2006 by Joyce

The Vocabulary’s coming! The Vocabulary’s coming!

Yesterday Carmen signed potty and banana. She and David signed orange earlier, but I haven’t seen it again. “Just give me the dumb orange, Ma,” they’re probably thinking. “We’re hungry, already!”

I should begin learning more ASL.

Last night I was eating the last of my dinner and watching Carmen run up and down the hall. She’s not really running; really, she makes a too-fast trot. With her thick little legs and fat feet she looks a little like Barney Rubble when she runs, and when she turns the corner, her body leans in while her feet skitter on the hardwood floor.

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April 12th, 2006 by Joyce

Minimal or no blogging for a little bit.

For the second time in just over two years, the hard drive on my laptop has failed. As in, kaput, oops, kaplooey. Is it a case of bad luck, or is the laptop damaging the drive by running too hard or too hot? I don’t know. If it’s bad luck, then we just buy another hard drive (and maybe not the Fry’s special, okay?). If it’s a bad ‘puter, then I have to decide laptop vs. desktop. And while I’m at it, I need to see if I can get a RAID controller as part of the deal, or some other way to help me deal with the next hard drive tragedy (because I’m sure it’s inevitable). The machine needs to be small, as the size of my office has shrunk after making room for babies. Does the perfect solution exist? Any ideas?

We were able to recover our data (all the baby pictures were already backed up, of course!), but reloading the software and updates can take an eternity. I think I know what I’ll be doing Easter morning between bites of chocolate bunny.


In other news, David called Matt “Da-dee” today. He also called the chair, the cat, and my knee by the same name. “Da-dee” might not yet mean Daddy.

If we leave the house at 6:18, David and I can be back home with breakfast tacos from Taco Cabana by 6:32. We need to do that more often.

But not tomorrow. Matt says that he will try to persuade the babies to let me take a shower before he leaves for work. I won’t tell you how long it’s been since I’ve had one!

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