A Few Stills for download purposes...
Monday, June 09, 2008
Sunday, June 08, 2008
I'm the worst dad ever...or am I?
In the grand scheme of things...now that I'm here and have held my baby girl and seen for myself that everything is OK I think I'm over it. I mean...what does she care...she's just wants to know why she now has to work to eat and where the Yanni like ocean noises went. But for a while, I was carving myself atop the Mount Rushmore of worst parents. From left to right...Travis Henry, Lynn Spears, Michael Jackson, & Me.
But then I got to thinking, as I'm sitting there thanking the good people of American Airlines for doing everything within their power to stop me from returning to Austin, including not letting my row of the plane board until it was 2 minutes before takeoff because it was dirty (I'm not making this up)...there had to be at least 5 things worse than missing the birth of your daughter...right?
1. Showing up to the father daughter dance as drunk as Shooter in the movie Hoosiers yelling random Harry Carry quotes...twice.
2. Attending parent teacher conferences in nothing but a yellow polka-dot thong
3. Tatooing "daddy's girl" backwards on her forehead so every time she looks in the mirror she'll know how much I love her.
4. Pretending to have a British accent for the first 13 years of her life and then during her Bat-Mitzvah speach, switch cold turkey and tell her we're actually from France, not England.
5. Call Jose Canseco and have him swear that I was at the birth and then accuse Ivy of "mis-remembering" when she questions me about it later.
So...now I feel better. The whole world...or at least the 3 people (including my mom) who read this blog...know what a terrible father I am. But just think about how much worse it could be...and if anyone thinks it can't be...watch out for me wandering in from right field at your daughter's softball game...with no pants on.
Ivy Grace Newman
Ivy weighed in at a petite 5lbs 10oz and was 18" long.
And, also like her mother...she's a bit cranky before dinner...so she's eating like a champ.
Mom, Dad, Bryce, & young Ivy are all doing great.
Stay tuned to the blog for pictures once we get home.
Sunday, June 01, 2008
Neighborhood Party
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Playdate at Central Market
We met up with Missy and Avery on Tuesday to play at the Central Market playground. After Bryce warmed up to the new place he had such a good time. We had such a good lunch too. It's not easy for me to go out these days and find things to eat that won't make my blood sugar get too elevated. Missy was nice enough to share this picture. I had my camera but just didn't have the energy to take it out :)
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Memorial Day
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Mother's Day
Thursday, May 08, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
BRYCE-TIONARY
A
AAHPOO – Apple
AH EE – I See
ANK OO – Thank You
AHHHAYIGT - Alright
B
BEE – Blanket
BEEBEE - ????
BUBBOH – Pretzel
BUBBLES – Bubbles
BOLF - GOLF
BOLF BALL – Golf BallBEEBALL – Basketball
BAABALL – Baseball
BABBY – Gabby (Paige’s mom)
BOOK – Book
BRRR – Cold
BYCE – Bryce
BOB – Bob (Russell’s stepfather)
BABAH – Barbara (Russell’s step mother)
BYE – Bye
BUHBYE-EE – Bye Bye
BITE – Bite
BEEP – Beep
BATH - Bath
C
CRACKER – Cracker
CD - CD
D
DEE – Dirty
DAH – Down
DOG – Dog
DUCK – DUCK
DADDY – Daddy
DAAHHR – Darnit
DAAAHH – Dominate
DEHRRR-AH-IZ – There it is
E
ELMO – Elmo
EE EE – Cookie
EGG – Egg
EYE – Eye
EAR – Ear
EETH – Teeth
EE V - TV
G
GIGI – Josie (the dog)
GOLDFISH - Goldfish
H
HAPPY – Happy
HOT – Hot
HEEP - Sleep
HEP - Help
HELP YOU – Help me
HO – Hold
HOVEL – Shovel
HOOS – Shoes
HAPES – Shapes
HI – Hi
HAT - Hat
HEMMY - Hammer
I
ICKY – Sticky
IRCLE – Circle
IX – Sticks
J
JUICE - Juice
K
KNEES - Knees
L
LARA – Lara (Paige’s cousin)
M
Mama - Mom
MOMMEEEE - Mommy
MONEY – Money
MUH – More
MUH MAH – No More
MUFF MUFF – Muffin
MIMI – Music or Mimi (Paige’s grandmother)
MEETBALL – Beach Ball
MILK - Milk
MOW - Mow
N
NAHNAH - Banana
NANA – Russell’s mother
NO – No
NO NO – No, I mean it
NOODLE - Noodle
O
OH – OH
OH NO – Oh no
OH BOY – Oh boy
OH BRYCE – Oh Brcye
OH TAY - OK
P
PEE BOO, BYCE – Peek-a-boo Bryce
POOPIES – Poopies or Pee Pee
PEE PEE – Pizza
PEAS – Peas
PEEES – Please
PAPA – Papa (Paige’s grandfather)
PAPER - Paper
R
REE REE – Raisin
S
SIP - Sip
U
UMMY – Tummy
UP – Up or Open
UNDEES - Underwear
W
WAFFLE – Waffle
WAWA - Water
Y
YACK – Jack (Paige’s dad)
YUMMY – Yummy
YEAHYOH – Yellow
YES - Yes
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Passover
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Wildflower Center
Monday, March 24, 2008
Friends from NJ
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Any given thursday...
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Visit from the grandparents
Sunday, March 02, 2008
Go fly a kite
Today we got to go to the Austin Kite Festival. This is the largest longest single running centrally located family operated with more than 10 port-a-pots kite festival (have we given enough qualifications yet to make this sound impressive?) in the World. This is a time when people from all over take time away from playing World of Warcraft or SIM City to see what the outside looks.
Now...while the term "flying a kite" may sound innocent enough...apparently the urban dictionary thinks that phrase can mean any number of things. So, since this is a family blog, from here out I'll refer to this festival or the actual activity of based on the Wiki definition as flying tethered objects that depends upon the tension of a tethering system (actually that has kind of a catchy ring to it for a festival name...mmm...maybe not).
The whole set up is very family friendly with games and vendors and plenty of kites. We were lucky enough to run in to several of our friends...the McClures, the Tishgarts, the Grays...and stake out a prime viewing spot to see all of the people flying tethered objects that depends upon the tension of a tethering system. Well..while a fair number of people were flying, those that hadn't figured out the tension part of the equation were crashing...right on us. While kites may seem harmless enough, who ever thought it was a good idea to let a cotton candy crazed six year old run around in a crowd with a Spiderman kite with a 14ft wingspan (again the lack of tension thing)?
At some point...a nice lady came by and gave us some free kites which we had a blast with. Bryce helped me fly a tethered object that depends upon the tension of a tethering system. He really seem to enjoy the randomness of the movement, but he probably enjoyed making me chase have the loop of string even more. Well, who are we kidding, the thing he enjoyed most was stealing goldfish crackers from Jen and Steve's lunch.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Fathers be good to your daughters...
At this point, even though a fair majority of our friends have children...with the exception of 1 or 2...they're all boys. So for the dads of boys...you remember how you were looking at the sonogram trying to make out some recognizable body part and then "BAM"...the doctor shows you a familiar protrusion? Well...today I was ready...so sure that it was a boy...I jumped at everything that moved proudly announcing "is that what I think it is" or "Whoops...what's that". And, with 100% certainty...every time...it was the umbilical cord. Then...that little girl modestly shifted positions and well...there was nothing. To her credit, my 20 week old baby girl, naked and still in her mother's womb announced her femaleness with more modesty than any of the Spears girls...although somehow she'll still end up on YouTube (see below). Regardless...I think we're off to a good start.
Oh yeah...in between me playing Jacques Cousteau on the search for the missing wee-wee...the Dr. did tell us that the baby looked great and she was even a little big (that's a good thing at this point so don't go giving her a pre-natal eating disorder).
So...without further ado...the first pictures of babygirl Newman at T minus 4.5 months...enjoy...I'm going to go put in my John Mayer CD.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Family Time
Monday, February 18, 2008
Austin Marathon
I would also like to congratulate Bryce on being sucha trooper. I woke him up at 5:30am so that we could take Russell to the start. I hoped he would fall back to sleep in the car but he was too excited for some reason. He had a great time waiting for Russell to finish. Lots of people and dogs to keep him entertained.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Visit from Nana
Bryce planned a full agenda from an afternoon of shoppng in Wimberly to taking Nana to music class...and of course plenty to eat. Unfortunately Grandpa Bob couldn't make this trip so we ate some extra barbeque for him. And, thanks to a small ritual involving some small farm animals, a unicorn, and the sacrificing of local weather woman Maureen McCormick, we even escaped this year wtihout an ice storm
Sunday, February 03, 2008
Family Fun
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Big boy bed
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Garage Upgrade
Monday, January 07, 2008
New York Newmans
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Family Party
Thursday, December 06, 2007
Happy Hanukkah!
Monday, November 26, 2007
Tool Time!
Anyway...tonight, Bryce got a tool bench from Nana. He played with it for a solid 30 minutes until it was bed time. I was able to capture him putting his tools away, but he was hammering and working on the gears long before I got the brilliant idea to film some of this.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Happy Thanksgiving!!!
Thanksgiving day started off at our house. The beauty of our new house is that it's close enough to the lake that we can drive there and back pretty easily. So this year...we get our own beds. As you can see, Byce got to play in our bed before thinking maybe a mid-morning nap might be a good idea.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Sandbox
My grandfather gave Bryce a sandbox over the summer. We were slow to set it up because we were working on the yard, didn't think Bryce was ready, too lazy...Anyway, about a month ago I decided to Bryce's shoveling skills were coming along and he was ready. I take the thing out of the box, line up the parts and discover that there is no hardware in the box. After multiple phone calls to the company I received a few random screws that really didn't seem to go with the instructions. I sweetly asked my crafty husband to see what he could do. With a quick trip to Home Depot, Russell had put the whole thing together. Bryce loves it!!!
