Friday, December 10, 2010

I Made A "D"!

KG and I were chatting this evening when Henry shouted from the other end of the room, "I made a 'D'!" I went over to find this (below) on his drawing toy. I must say, I never thought I'd be excited to hear that particular sentence come from my son, but at this point in his little life, I'll take it!

Monday, November 15, 2010

Night Out In Encinitas

A couple of weeks before I finished my gig in SD, David and Annie had HG and I over for dinner. It was a lovely way to spend a night off and I found myself wishing I had done it much more frequently. Ah, well.

At the end of the night, we took some pictures. Annie manned the camera, so unfortunately we didn't get any pics that include her, but she did get some shots of the Dayan men.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Okay, He's REALLY Growing Up!

He's Growing Up

I look at this picture and suddenly realize how fast it's all going.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Looking Back

As I'm nearly done with my time here in San Diego, I thought I'd do a little "document dump." Below are some photos that for one reason or another I didn't post over the last half-year.

HG at play with my buddy Jason's kids: Tristan and the obviously camera-shy Katrina

Shortly after his first haircut...

...and shortly after his second

Visiting the Norman set in his Halloween costume

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Bye Bye, Jen

Last night was Henry's final one with Jen, our primary SD babysitter for the past two summers. Tomorrow, the little guy heads home for good after our five-and-a-half month adventure in SD. Jen was such a gem. It seemed Henry was always happy after spending time with her.

I took him to the store before she arrived and told him to pick out a gift. Not sure exactly how much he understood about what was going on, but he ended up choosing a couple bars of soap and a souvenir "Coronado" deck of cards. You can see them sitting on top of our thank you card in the corner of the photo below.

Any way you slice it, he was bummed to see her go. Jen told me he had a little meltdown when she went to put him down for the night. Then this morning he asked about her over and over. After a while, in fact, I started spelling her name as I talked to KG on the phone, just to keep from depressing him all over again.

The whole family's going to miss her very, very much. All the best, Jen. Thanks for everything!

Monday, October 4, 2010

Our First Breakfast Alone

KG went home last night.

Friday, September 24, 2010

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Friday, August 6, 2010

One Argument Against Expensive Toys

Walking Backwards

He appears to have grasped the concept of video...

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Friday, July 23, 2010


Just posting a pic of HG's new haircut.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Kazoo Lessons (Thanks Barbara and Gabe)

You'd think it'd be me who'd get sick of it.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Stoney Point

Pictures from a few weeks ago when KG took Henry to Stoney Point. Now when he sees these pictures he says, "Tooka time (climb) inna rocks!"

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Nasty Fall

HG really banged his head tonight. Scary. We were having a crazy game of hide and go seek, running into his room and out, when he toppled over simply turning a corner. I didn't see the moment of impact but I sure heard it - thwack! KG did too. I knew from the direction he'd been heading that he'd hit his forehead on the doorway to the bathroom.

This was the first time in my experience that he'd fallen in a way that worried me. Fortunately, his responses were what passes for good in these kinds of situations: crying (means he's alert), a big knot forming (injury located on surface, not beneath), and no blood. We decided to keep him up a little longer than usual to make sure he didn't get wobbly, nauseous, or abnormally groggy, which he didn't.

Poor little guy. The bump looks awful. He was a trooper, of course. Within a minute or two he was back to normal, playing games and having fun. If anything was unusual, it was that he seemed curious as to why we were behaving strangely toward him.

I put him to sleep a few minutes ago. We'll wake him up a time or two tonight to make sure it's nothing serious, like a concussion. Other than that, there's not much we can do except keep an eye on him for a while.

Okay, I've got to admit, I'm buzzing a bit. It's hard to shake the worry. Logically, I know it's fine, but my body's not ready to settle down.

Monday, May 3, 2010

In Case You Missed It

HG's acting debut, a promo video shot several months ago for my theatre company's play Land Of The Tigers...

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Friday, April 16, 2010

Monday, April 12, 2010

Claremont Visit

With our friends Steve and Michelle in Claremont visiting Michelle's family this past weekend, we took a trip out on Saturday. HG played with their 2 and a half year-old son Morgan, and KG and I got a peek at their month-old daughter Emily. (Pictures by Darrett Sanders)

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Saturday, February 20, 2010

To Dos

KG and I are about to take a child-free 24 hours so my sister is taking over HG through Sunday afternoon or so. I'm writing up a little cheat-sheet for her and suddenly thought it would be worth posting. Perhaps years from now I'll read it and see how crazy I was (as my wife was just telling me). Or loving. You be the judge:


Hey Gelle,

Again, thanks and thanks and thanks for doing this. KG and I are so excited for our day.

Below is an outline of my typical day with HG. Obviously, it’s nothing you need to follow to the letter. When in doubt, trust the ol’ instincts. Regardless, I expect HG will want to move in with you when you’re done.

Alright, here goes…


He’s been waking up lately at 5:45 AM, but it could be 8:00 or even later if you luck the hell out. He’s never woken up without immediately nursing, so you’re in uncharted waters there. If he’s upset by that or something, maybe try a bottle. Otherwise…

Once he’s up and has shaken off his sleep, change his diaper and put him in some regular day clothes. Then give him breakfast. Typical breakfast is oatmealy cereal with milk (whole, if you got it) and thawed-out frozen blueberries or peaches or strawberries or something like that. If you want, give him his own spoon and let him try to eat it “himself”. This approach is MESSY.

Eggs will work too (tell him you’re making them - he’ll be stoked) with toast (whole wheat, no butter). This he can eat with his hands. Or you can improvise breakfast.

After breakfast, I typically take him for a walk in his stroller. You can do this too if you feel like it, but only if you want (I know you’ve been walking in the mornings). I’ll often go for as long an hour and he’s used to it, so you have room to make it as short or long as you like. He might complain right when you strap him in but he settles down right quick.

Once we’re back, I try to let him run around somehow or do something physical. Outside is best (he loves to play “kick ball” and “pick flowers” or sometimes we go to the park) but if outside’s not feasible, don’t worry. In or out, this usually goes on for maybe an hour. When he’s finished, give him water and a snack, perhaps a banana. After that, you can read or play with toys (blocks are good). This is a good stretch of “whatever-the-hell-he-wants” time. It’s fun.

At 11:00 or 11:30, give him lunch. Afterward, change his diaper (he’ll probably have left you a present). Sometime between 11:30 and 12:30 put him down for a nap.


(This is where KG’s instructions take over. To make a point about how crazy [thorough] I am, she's made them ridiculously simple):

Wake him up by 2:30, if he hasn’t already done it himself.

Give him a bottle.

At 3:00 - snack time.

Between 6:00 and 6:30 give him dinner.

At around 7:00, give him a bath.

Put him in his feety pyjamas.

Give him a bottle.

Put him down around 7:30.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Leaving Grandma's House (A Couple Weeks Ago)

My mother's doing better today after a successful angioplasty. To celebrate, I thought I'd post some pictures I took to after a recent visit to see her (before the trouble). We were headed out when I snapped these. Henry surely loves his Grandma: