The Price House

Old School

2010-10-03T21:07:00.001-05:00

So I was looking through the "Edit Posts" page and I found a draft I didn't publish. I wrote it in March, but apparently forgot to post it or something. Anyway, here it is. I'll post some pictures of Colden from March too.

Well, here we are 7 and a half months after I promised to do a better job of posting updates and I'm still just as horrible about it. When we first started this blog, Colden was doing new things everyday and I'm so glad Chris was diligent about keeping everyone updated. I was just reading a few of them and even I had forgotten about some things that Colden used to do (GASP!). I'm not as funny as Christopher, but I have just as much information to report :) So, without any further ado, here are some of the new things he's doing:

In the last entry, I mentioned that he knew about 20 signs. He now knows between 35 and 40 signs. AND....he's starting to talk. ALOT. I mean, if we were to stick you in a room with him and let you try to figure out what's he saying? Good luck. But if you're around him quite a bit, you'd be able to figure it out. Our favorite word that he says right now is turtle. He says it with so much conviction....TUR-TULLE!

He is also starting to tell us when he goes tee tee or doo doo. But, he only tells us after the fact. We know when he is going doo doo because he'll go into one of our bathrooms and won't let anyone come in. Then, when he's finished, he'll come out and say "doo doo" and point at his diaper. Then, he'll go get a new diaper, ONE wipe (like one wipe is going to do the trick), and his A&D ointment, and lay down so we can change his diaper. I know this is probably a sign that he's ready to start potty training, but I just don't exactly know how to start.

Here we go again...

2010-10-02T21:26:00.005-05:00

Welllll....it's been over a year since our last entry. How sad. I am so bad at this. I'm really going to try to keep up this time....

We finally got out of the apartment and bought a house. We moved in at the end of May and we LOVE it. No more running into each other or into furniture. Now, all three of us can be in the kitchen at once and not worry about getting knocked out by an open cabinet or drawer. In the apartment, Colden would take a nap for MAYBE 45 minutes. Now, it's anywhere from an hour to two hours because he's worn out from playing outside, running up and down the stairs, swimming or whatever else he can get into. It's AWESOME. I have enough time to actually get something done (or do absolutely nothing, which is probably what happens more often).

Colden also just started preschool. It's really more of a Mother's Day Out kind of thing because it's only three hours a day, two days a week. It's at our church and he's doing really well with it. I was sure he would cry the first day, but he was trooper! His teacher got him out of the car and he said, "Bye Mama!," and that was it!

Just in the past few months, he's really started talking. At first, it was just two word phrases, but within a month after he started doing that, we can pretty much have a full conversation with him!

Ok, that's all for today, but I'll post some pictures.....I will write an entry tomorrow, I will write an entry tomorrow.....

Updates and stuff

2009-08-04T13:27:00.016-05:00

Sorry it's been so long since we've posted anything! We've been busy trying to sell our house, trying to get adjusted to living in a teeny tiny apartment, and just enjoying our time with Colden.

I meant to start writing a blog when I got pregnant, but I just didn't do it. I have more time now since I get to stay home with Colden, so I thought better late than never!

We are FINALLY going to sell our house (YAY!). We're supposed to close on August 18th. Chris talked to our realtor today and he said the inspection went great. I'm not going to get super excited about it until we sign the papers because I'm convinced something is going to fall through. I CANNOT WAIT to get out of this apartment. Between the kids that live above us and my bruised body, I'm about to lose my mind. There are four college kids living above us and they just got a puppy a few months ago. Of course they never walk the dog, and when they get tired of him, they just stick him on the balcony. He barks and barks until one of them opens the sliding glass door and screams, "Shut up [enter cussword here]!" and slams the door shut. They've woken us up numerous times, but thank goodness they've never woken up Colden (during the night at least...naptime is a different story). My bruised body comes from constantly running into things. There's about a foot between the back of the couch and the "bar" in the kitchen, about the same distance between the footboard of our bed and the armoire, and if we pull out one of the chairs at the table in the "dining room", it blocks the hallway to the bedrooms/bathrooms. I'm always in a hurry as it is, but chasing a one year old around trying to catch him before he sticks a piece of dog food in his mouth is really taking a toll on me. I'm covered with bruises. Chris said he's going to start making me wear pants and long sleeved shirts so people won't think he's beating me.

I think Chris is really enjoying his job here. He's on call less and they don't do quite as many cases as in Dallas because they don't do transplants here. He also only has to cover 2 hospitals instead of 4 or 5. I know Colden and I have loved having him home more. We've just been doing the family thing...taking Colden to the park, taking Colden swimming, letting Colden play with the vacuum cleaner...wait, what? Yes, the vacuum cleaner. This boy has an OBSESSION with vacuum cleaners. He calls it "dah." As a matter of fact, it's the first thing he asked for when he got up from his nap this afternoon. Not "mama" or "dada", but "dah", as he points to our room where we keep it. He's terrified of it when it's turned on, but it's all he wants to play with when it's just sitting there. He's very cautious though...he never turns his back on it and won't play with it unless one of us is sitting there with him. I mean, let's not be ridiculous...you never know when it will just turn on and suck you into the nothingness.

Colden turned 15 months old on the 29th. He's not walking...he is RUNNING. I thought I was in fairly good shape. I was incorrect. I don't know how he has so much energy. Maybe it's the 13 hours of sleep he gets every day, maybe there's some kind of super power in turkey dogs (his favorite) that I don't know about. He says mama, dada, lola (this is what we call Chris's mom), words resembling juice and cracker, and MANNY (which is a combination of our dogs' names, Maci and Annie). He makes a clicking noise with his tongue for toothbrush/toothpaste, says "me" for ball, slaps his chest for papaw (my dad), and makes this clicking sound in the back of his throat for punkin (my mom). We're teaching him sign language and he knows around 20 signs now. He is so smart it's scary. Anyway, here are a few pictures of him.

Our boy is pretty funny.

2009-02-22T18:09:00.002-06:00

For Whom the Bell Tolls

2009-01-04T18:23:00.013-06:00

Well, we made it through Colden's first holiday shuffle with barely a scratch. He scored big from Santa as was expected and will probably continue this trend for years to come. Unfortunately, he didn't get the new 72 inch flat screen he wanted, but hey, there's always next year. In hind sight, we could of saved big and just wrapped empty boxes or maybe wrapped a pot and wooden spoon from the kitchen. Yes, he has discovered his inner drummer. He enjoyed the wrapping paper, although the taste of it left something to be desired. All in all, Christmas was a lot of fun and I look forward to the day he is peeing his pants for Christmas morning to come, instead of just peeing his pants.

He is more mobile than ever, mastering the butt roll and climbing over everything. We have already had to lower his crib once and the final lowering is coming soon. It was pretty funny walking into his room in the morning to find him standing up and looking over the edge of his crib. I know he is making mental notes for his escape (planned for later this year). His crawling still needs some work, but I think he just wants to skip that step and go straight to walking. He likes to stand and is learning to fall gracefully on his rear. The falls, however, make his diaper deposits that much more enjoyable to clean .

Yes, he did wear a tux for his first New Year's Eve party. He figures if you are only partying till 8, then you better look better than everyone in the room. New Year's for us this year was the first where the stroke of midnight meant that our bedtime was soon to follow. We made it to a little before 2am before we made ourselves go to bed. And just like clock work Colden was up at 6:30am to wish us a "Happy New Year!" Sorry about the big gap in time between posts, this parenthood thing gets more and more time consuming. There is another post with just pictures after this one. Enjoy the pics.

Chris

More Xmas Pics

2009-01-04T17:34:00.007-06:00

More Pics

2008-12-08T18:43:00.007-06:00

More Colden!

Everybody Was Kung Fu Fighting

2008-12-08T16:57:00.008-06:00

I know, I know it has been over a month since my last post, but between Cancun and officially moving everything, that will fit, to Sherman there hasn't been a lot of free time. Cancun was fun, but as Krissi soon learned it's hard to leave the little booger and not see him for a week. He changes daily it seems. He wakes up every morning with a new ability. At this rate we should hit calculus by spring.

He sits with confidence now and moves with more control. He has begun screaming "da daaa da daa dada" a lot and that will never get old. He is eating baby food regularly and watching his face as he figures out these new tastes is great. His favorites tend to be turkey and sweet potatoes and all fruits. We have also found out that he enjoys wearing green peas more than eating them. He is still a drool factory and I can't figure out how he doesn't dehydrate himself with the amount of fluids that are constantly leaving his face. Along with talking and crawling, I think he is teaching himself self defense. I have been throat chopped, eye gouged and he has fish hooked my nostrils on several occasions. He had also perfected the hair pull on Krissi and my favorite... the testicular river dance.

He is extremely ticklish and his laugh makes tickling him addictive. Tickle him too long though and he resorts to one of the moves mentioned above. Consider that a warning. I will set up another post with just pictures to try and to catch up. Enjoy the pics.

Chris

Brass Monkey

2008-11-02T18:18:00.001-06:00

I love Halloween. I've always really liked Halloween: the candy, dressing up, and a month of scary movies on t.v. But now I LOVE it. I knew dressing Colden up, even if it was against his will, would be loads of fun, but this much fun, come on! He enthusiastically donned his costume and, in true Colden form, began his barrage of facial expressions. I peed my pants! Nuff said. The pics are funny, but to see him waddle around raises it to a whole new level. It's a shame he is growing so fast that this costume will only last a few more weeks, but I'll get every laugh I can out of it.

On top of the enjoyment I get from his new alter ego, he has started real food. I use the term real food loosely. It says green beans on the container, it smell like green beans, but I wouldn't be able to eat much of it myself. I guess it's like baby birds when their mothers chew up the worm then puke it into the baby birds mouth. The green bean fu-man-chu that he wears through out the feeding is comedy gold. It is hard for me to wipe him clean because it's so much funnier with it on. He has also worn a pea mustache and a banana beard. He is slowly becoming a master of disguise. He has enjoyed the things he has been exposed to so far, although he always makes a disgusted face at first while he figures out if he likes what is being shoveled into his mouth.

He has also mastered rolling over. Correction, he mastered rolling over from his back to stomach. The return trip is still being perfected. I'm so proud. I missed his debut, but he was very willing to do multiple repeat performances. He is also "talking" more and more. I think I heard "Daa Daa" and maybe "poo", but that might be wishful thinking on my part. Enjoy the pics.

Chris

Just To See You Smile

2008-10-20T19:18:00.000-05:00

As I enter week number three on the whole "weekend-dad" ordeal I'm realizing a few things. One, not being able to see him daily is tougher than I had expected. I knew I would miss him, but it's not just seeing him, it's also his contagious happiness, giving him baths, and making him laugh. Two, I can't imagine how Krissi does the daily routine of taking care of Colden, herself and the house all by herself. It's a lot of work when there are two of us to split the duties so I know it's work tackling it all solo. I'm in awe and so proud of her. And three, the apartment is SMALL! Walking into the house last Friday was like walking into a mansion by comparison. Twelve months like this will be a little cozy with three people and two dogs.

No major milestones to mention this week. Colden is working on sitting up by himself and rolling over from his stomach to his back. We will place him on his belly and he will make a solid effort for about twenty seconds. Like his mother he gets flustered at things that don't come naturally right away, so after the initial twenty he's done. With him red in the face and fists clenched we'll roll him over. Once he is reunited with his feet he's all smiles. He's getting a voice. His squeals and giggles give us a small insight to the sounds of his first words. I foresee the days of paper, rock, scissors soon determining who changes the "presents" Colden makes for us. He is slowly perfecting the one that is going to make me hurl. Enjoy the pics.

Chris

It's Been Awhile

2008-10-09T18:10:00.000-05:00

Wow, it has been almost a month since my last entry. I've been commuting from Garland to Sherman up until this last Monday, so between that and getting ready to move there has been little time to sit down and write. Ok there is my excuse, now on with info about the boy.

As always he's continuing to grow and everyday he is doing more and more "big boy" things. He started reaching for things like his bottle and toys. As enjoyable as those are to watch, nothing beats when he leans toward and reaches for one of us. He is eating and drinking more and more. In this abundance of feeding, I've learned that his favorite place to expel the overfill is on me. He enjoys waiting for me to let down my guard before he makes a Rorschach ink blot test out of my shirt. So far I've seen a bird, rabbit and Elvis. These "attacks" have no warning, no little gag, burp, or siren. He just opens his mouth and BLAM! On my shirt. Thanks kid. I think the first page in any parenting book should say: Be prepared to have one or more of the following on you at any given time: pee, poop, spit, slobber, vomit, snot, boogers, and excess formula and food. Why don't they sell haz-mat suits at Baby's-R-Us? This barrage of baby ammo is easily forgiven the moment he tilts his head and gives you his million dollar smirk. He is laughing more which means we are laughing more. He seems to be such a happy boy and you can't help but feel good about that.

I'll only be able to see him mainly on the weekends until he and Kris move up here, so I'm pretty bummed about that. I scared I'm going to miss so much, but thankfully it is only going to be for a short time. So the updates I give ya'll will be from these weekends or second hand from Krissi. Heeeeerrrrrrrrrre's Colden!

Chris

All Night Long

2008-09-12T16:59:00.000-05:00

Colden is sleeping through the night!!!! I knew I would be happy about this before it happened, but I had no idea how ecstatic I would be. He eats at 7:30 and is in bed by 8. He doesn't fall asleep until he has recounted the days events with his musical seahorse, but after he is done... OUT. It's funny to listen to him "talk" over the baby monitor. The inflections in his coos and his little laughs let you know he just told his seahorse something pretty funny. I can just imagine that conversation.... "Well today you should of seen the dump I took. I don't know what Mom is putting in that bottle, but man it must be something fierce. And then, when they were giving me my bath, I made bubbles. Yes bubbles! I know it's pretty amazing. Mom and Dad thought it was pretty cool too, cause they laughed about it for a good while after... I wonder when I eat next... Those fish swimming circles above my bed are kind of mesmerizing... Yea I like that song too... I'm just gonna lay here and ZZZZZZ." Next time he is up is at 6:30. Awesome!

The test run on rice cereal wasn't a huge success, but it is progress. You would think that because he is 1/4 Filipino he would love rice in any form. Not so. He will let you put spoonful after spoonful in his mouth, but he will refuse to swallow. He will wait till his mouth is full then lets it all run out his mouth and down his shirt. He has a bib on, mind you, but he manages to find the small crack in its defenses and send the goo under his shirt and down to his belly. Right location, wrong side. Maybe that's why babies' skin is so soft, they have daily rice cereal spa treatments.

He has also experienced his first college football Saturday at the house. He didn't cry once during the A&M game and I think he even pooped when College Game Day mentioned Texas. He's a smart kid. Enjoy the pics.

Chris

Down with the Sickness

2008-08-30T13:12:00.000-05:00

Well we are entering week two of the snotty nose saga. Colden has managed to contract a bug that gives him a perpetually slimy nose. Since I made it through the first few days without so much as a booger I figured my super-human immune system left me impervious. Oh, how I was wrong! The same bug that gives Colden his snotty nose leaves me feeling like I've contracted the Black Plague. Apparently depriving you of sleep and rearranging your entire schedule isn't enough for babies. They have to break you down physically as well. We are all slowly recuperating as this epidemic nears the end (I hope).

I took the job in Sherman, Tx. It is a small town (aprox. 40,000) that is a little over an hour north of Dallas. The lighter case load and less call will give me more time with the fam and hopefully a lot less stress. The move itself isn't something I'm looking forward to, and hopefully we can sell the house without taking too big a loss. In the long run though I think it is going to be a good change.

Colden started laughing. Not a knee slapping, pee your pants (even though I think he does sometimes) kind of laugh. It is more of a sustained giggle, but it is just as contagious. I enjoy watching him get bigger and accomplish more milestones. I just wish his diaper deposits didn't grow with him. It is a constant test of intestinal fortitude every time he drops a deuce. I think a poet once wrote "If you love something, set it free and if returns to you with a full diaper that you are willing to change, then it is true love" or something like that.

He has also just recently discovered his feet. He can lay there and play with them completely content. It seems sometimes that he forgets they are there, and then when they enter his range of vision, they are a new discovery all over again. And as he does with all new things, they go straight to his mouth. The fact that he can put nearly all his toes in his mouth and I can barely touch mine makes me laugh. I guess I should start getting used to the idea that he will be able to do many things I no longer can. Enjoy the pics.

Chris

2008-08-17T16:59:00.000-05:00

Sorry it has been a long time since my last post. The stresses of work and a possible move have demanded my focus. There are numerous things to consider when the prospect of moving your family comes into play. We aren't sure if it is a done deal yet, but if it does happen there will be some sacrifices made. Life rarely presents you with a chance to benefit without asking for something in return, so at least it is giving me an option.
Colden is doing great, he still has us wrapped around his chubby little fingers. He has a cold right now, but it only seems to bother him at night. He apparently caught something from those snotty little kids at daycare.

Chris

Entering Wusshood

2008-07-30T19:32:00.000-05:00

The fact that I am a parent still blows me away. This thought usually comes late at night while I stand over Colden's bassinet and watch him sleep. I begin to think about how everything in my life now revolves around his welfare. I believe that everyone, before they have children, imagines what their lives would be like as a parent. My idea was kind of like a compilation of America's Funniest Videos: the spit ups, food fights and the unavoidable hits to the groin. These images would be interwoven with clips of watching them play soccer, taking care of boo boos, and of course being called Dad. It's the things I didn't think about or understand that makes being a father so life changing. It's the rush of worry when things are too quiet. The infectious nature of his smirks and smiles. The consuming desire to protect him from every possible harm. The increase in compassion for other parents and children. I'm beginning to understand the level of love my mother had for me even if it went unsaid. Apparently becoming a father makes you a little "wussier" in areas, but it also makes you not care that you are going soft. The fact is, there will be the soccer games, the hurts that need to be healed, and unfortunately, the ever painful shot to the crotch, but that's just the icing on the cake.

Chris

12 Weeks In

2008-07-22T15:27:00.000-05:00

Today Colden is twelve weeks old...Twelve weeks doesn't sound all that long and for the most part it has flown by. There were; however, those nights that felt like weeks, the few bouts of crying that seemed to last ages, and the moments he looked at you when time seemed to stop. He has changed so much in such a short period of time. He is holding his head up better everyday, following movements around him, and slowly gaining control of his fat laden arms and legs. His array of expressions seem to hold more meaning, making his smiles that much more enjoyable and his pouts even more pitiful. It is funny to think that I changed my first ever diaper only twelve weeks ago and now I can probably do it blind folded. (I didn't say it would be done well, but it would at least be on the right end.)
The drool has started. It's not a running faucet yet, but if given the chance, he can hang a spit-line down to his ankles. Colden has also mastered the art of spit bubbles. I was kinda hoping I would be the one to teach him this unappreciated art, but what can I say - he's gifted. The other day he managed to bullfrog one about two inches out from his face and reel it back in without popping it. TALENT! I'm sure this is just the beginning of his extraordinary abilities.
Here are some new pics. Look for the one where Colden is wondering if our friend Kelly can provide him with a little snack.

Chris

Back Home

2008-07-14T21:37:00.001-05:00

Well we survived another road trip. It is safe to say Colden's threshold for the car seat rests at about the 3 1/2 hour mark. He did well over all. Back to back weekends that involve being in the car for at least 8 hours of the weekend tend to be very tiring. I apparently can't road trip like I used to. We enjoyed seeing everyone in Big Spring and introducing them to our newest addition. Colden got to see his Uncle Bubba (Krissi's brother Cliff) and I'm sure Colden is in for years of spoiling from him. Krissi went back to work today; I hope it wasn't harder for her than she is letting on. Thankfully we have Lynn (her mother) in town for the week to help ease this transition. Then next week my mother will come in for a week. Their help is really appreciated, but I think their stay is more self serving. This week's entry is a little short...I'm still trying to get caught up from being gone, but I hope the pictures are enjoyable.

Chris

More 4th Pics

2008-07-06T19:19:00.001-05:00

Some more pics taken over the weekend.

4th of July Weekend

2008-07-06T18:10:00.001-05:00

Well the first long road trip is in the books. Colden did marvelous! He slept 90% of the trip. The amount of cargo it took to travel with a baby, two dogs and a wife (who, to her credit, managed to get 4 days worth of "essentials" into 2 bags) makes me rethink getting rid of my truck. I also found that diaper poo bombs are a great way to relieve road rage. I'll have to admit I was a little apprehensive about a 3+ hour car trip with a 9 week old baby. I imagined 3 hours turning into 6 with a whole lot more crying involved (and not just from Colden). We'll see if he can continue this trend as we embark on a 5 hour trip to Big Spring this coming weekend.

This weekend was loads of fun. We even squeezed in a trip to San Antonio. We got a chance to meet Adrienne's family (my future sister in-law). They were very fun and Adrienne's cousin is wise beyond her years. After that we met up with Bryce and Milena for dinner at The Riverwalk. It is very frustrating when people see you pushing a stroller and don't make the slightest effort to give you room to pass. I wanted to set an example by chucking a few of them into the river. It was a great evening in spite of those less considerate.

Colden started smiling a lot more this weekend, I think he is finally realizing what funny parents he has. Colden was a hit with everyone, but they seemed pretty surprised that I could have a hand in making such a beautiful baby. "Good thing he took after his mother" was heard quite a bit. After remembering some of my baby pictures, it is a good thing he took after her. Well with out further ado here are the pictures I promised last time.

Chris

SLEEP

2008-07-04T12:21:00.000-05:00

Sleep... How we used to take it for granted. Don't get me wrong; we sleep (me more so than Krissi), but continuous sleep is what has seemed to vacate the premesis. It is amazing though; the things you learn to do in a half-sleeping haze. Change a diaper, give a bottle...drive to work. There are consequences to these groggy endeavors, ie: waking up later with poop on various parts of your or his body. We are lucky though; Colden does sleep and lately has been sleeping for longer periods of time. However, he only seems to do so when he is either on or in close proximity to one of us. That is our fault and we have gotten endless advice on what we could have done and should do now. It is, however, much easier to give advice than it is to listen to your son go hoarse from crying too long. We are both hoping that he will grow out of this habit as he learns to sleep even longer.
Another amazing power that lack of sleep bestows upon you is the marvelous ability to fall asleep anywhere and in any position. In exchange for this ability, you do give up a large magnitude of your patience. Not with your baby, but with other people; especially other people's stupidity. The urge to throat chop people who decide to pay in pennies completely consumes me. And don't get me started on the people who feel the need to drive 45 miles an hour on the highway when all you need to do is get home so the screaming baby in the back can be fed.
It is 4th of July weekend in Lockhart and although having family around eager to hold and play with him makes napping a lot easier, it somehow isn't the same as having an 11 pound poop factory snoring on your chest.

Chris
P.S. New pictures will be posted when we get back home.

Some new pics...

2008-06-25T20:35:00.000-05:00

Colden flying with his PaPaw

Punkin holding Colden

Colden looking at his Lola

Grandpa Al, Colden and Lola

PaPaw, Colden and Punkin

Change

2008-06-23T01:16:00.001-05:00

I guess now-a-days you could track a person's life stages just by the topics they google. Our most recently googled topics: Diaper rash, sleeping through the night, letting baby cry themselves to sleep, cleaning services. Big change from "best happy hours" and "what to do with all my free time". CHANGE. This word has taking on a whole new meaning lately. Everything changes when you're responsible for a brand new person: Priorities, perspectives, daily routines. Leaving the house now is like deploying for a military mission. "Diapers...Check. Burp cloth... Check. Extra clothes and pacifier... Check and check. Prepare to leave in 1 hour." I'm waiting for the day both of us are in the car and realize Colden is still in the house. Speaking of change, there should be a rule on the amount of time you must wear a diaper before you can defile it. It's not uncommon for a diaper to be on for less than five minutes... then BAM! Turd Part Deux: Revenge of the Breast Milk. I don't know if dropping a load in your pants is more satisfying when you have a brand new diaper on, but I'm coming to the conclusion that it is. Change is inevitable and Colden is definitely worth the change in my life. Things may take longer to do and somethings don't get done as often, but I am a father now and that will never change.

Chris

First Father's Day

2008-06-16T17:49:00.001-05:00

Well as you can see this blog is pretty much a shrine to my first born son. I will try to post new pictures and updates every week. This Father's Day was a very special one for me, it being my first as a father and all. It still amazes me that I could help make something so perfect as Colden. I'm so proud of his every accomplishment be it raising his head, smiling at someone, rolling over or just taking a big dump. He has an array of expressions that can do everything from make you laugh to break your heart. I feel really blessed to be a part of his life and I'm taking every opportunity to enjoy it.
He is seven weeks old now and has grown so much since we first brought him home. He hasn't gained full control of his head yet, but he is managing to hold it up and look around before slamming it into Krissi's or my face. Krissi is doing great and has taken to motherhood very well. I am so proud of her. There is a special bond between them that I know will never go away.
He is sleeping and eating well. He has his moments where it seems nothing can console him... then he farts and all is right again. He loves his baths. (Especially the part where he becomes a human water fountain and baptizes innocent bystanders.) The dogs have taken to him nicely. Maci (our oldest boxer) is quite protective of him and will stand guard next to whomever is holding him.
Like I said earlier I'll use this blog to brag, fill everyone in on happenings and sometimes give funny anecdotes.

Till next time -
Chris

Some Fun Pictures

2008-06-13T19:14:00.000-05:00

Got a new camera... what should I do?

2008-06-07T20:58:00.000-05:00

Rice wins in close Game 1, Colden not able to watch

2008-06-07T20:07:00.000-05:00

During the last inning with Texas A&M trailing Rice University in the College World Series Super Regionals, 7 to 9, Colden Samuel Price, Texas A&M Class of 2029, could not bear to watch the intensity. In an attempt to rally the Ags to a win, Colden removed his Texas Aggie shirt and threw it on the floor, but continued to avert his eyes from the television.

Colden was able to muster the courage to watch the last Aggie batter take the plate, but unfortunatlely the game ended on a pop fly that landed in the glove of a Rice Owl outfielder.

Colden was inconsolable after the loss.

Despite the loss, Colden Price was relieved to find out that the game was only game 1 of a best of 3 series.

Colden discovers other hand

2008-06-07T19:08:00.000-05:00

After days of staring at the five digits of his left hand, today Colden made the amazing discovery of his other hand. Even more amazing is that this other hand not only looks similar to his left hand, but also has five little thingies poking out of it. Colden quickly set the discovery behind him as more important matters arose, such as staring and sticking out his tongue.