The Trixie Update

Trixie has really been pushing her bedtime recently. It’s not terribly hard to get her to bed, but once she’s there, she stays awake for hours and hours.

One thing she does is take care of her own dolls and put them to bed. She’ll do diapers, feed them, line them up, tuck them in and then do it all over again. She also loves sneaking out of bed and quietly playing with toys. The toy of choice lately is the enormous set of plastic foods — fruits, meats, vegetables, plates, cups — everything you need for a picnic. And a picnic she makes. We’ll find her setting up places for all her babies on a blanket in the middle of the room. We tell her to stay in bed and she’ll leap back where she’s supposed to be.

This past week, I heard some stuff going on and popped my head in. She was in her bed, but then I noticed a picnic setting and some food on the covers.

“Trixie, this doesn’t belong in bed. It goes back on the blanket and you need to go to sleep”

I started moving the food back and discovered more and more pieces buried in the sheets and covers. There were dozens of chicken legs and orange slices, french fries and apple pies. I moved her pillow and it crunched. It was stuffed full of plastic utensils and dairy products.

“Trixie, what in the world is all this food doing in your pillow?”

Very matter-of-factly she declared, “They are under my stuffed animals, too. I was hiding them because I didn’t know if you were peeking in or not.”

What could I do? I was very impressed. She had an entire picnic — like about 150 pieces of plastic — hidden in her bed. I’m going to put her in charge of cleaning up next time company comes over.

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Jennifer and I have been married seven years today.

While living in Chicago we made the decision to get married on Tuesday.

We flew to Las Vegas on Friday.

We were married at 1:15 pm Sunday, June 20, 1999, at the Little Church of the West, the oldest existing structure on the Las Vegas Strip. The ceremony was presided over by Rev. Jim Hamilton who also conducted the ceremony in the 1992 film “Honeymoon in Vegas”. It was 108 degrees.

In attendance were a handful of good friends, but the only family was represented by Jennifer’s sister (now the proud mama of Baby Roma). Since that time, I’ve come to understand and respect the duress and disappointment (to say the least) we caused family and friends by maneuvering outside the conventional path of wedding planning and preparation. I want to thank everyone for forgiving us! With age comes experience. We’re thinking maybe we can make it up with a more formal 10-year anniversary celebration.

I’m so lucky to be married to someone as beautiful, intelligent, caring and dynamic as my wife. And for her giving me Trixie. Happy Anniversary Jennifer!

How does Subway sound tonight? (They have that two for Tuesday deal!)

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I’m not really sure where I’m going with this, but I felt like sticking up some sketches. (These were done by me, not Trixie

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This past weekend Trixie was helping Jennifer make pancakes. But she wouldn’t stop trying to eat the batter. (Don’t worry, no eggs. We only use mixes around here.)

Jennifer politely said, “I wish you wouldn’t eat that – it’s kinda gross.”

Trixie replied, “I LIKE IT,”

[long pause]

“But it is kinda gross.”

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The big event of the past week was the Sesame Street Live on Saturday evening. The tickets were actually courtesy of Trixie! She entered an Elmo coloring contest in the Raleigh News & Observer and received 4 tickets for some pretty good red scribbling. She did do a good job, but I think the winners were chosen at random.

Needless to say, Trixie loved the show. We had heard that some kids have a hard time when they see the characters jumping around in the real world, no longer contained by the TV screen. So we prepped her ahead of time by telling her that they are going to be bigger than they are on TV and that they may walk up to her. She didn’t have a problem with any of those issues and sat rapt the entire time. It’s probably the longest she has ever sat still — except for when she got up to dance a little bit.

On the other hand, I did have a hard time sitting still. I’ve got a pretty high tolerance for kid’s TV shows. Matter of fact, I love Sesame Street and I always start every weekday morning with Dragon Tales. But the live show was painful. It would be like Trixie trying to last through an episode of Law and Order.

We also found a tick on Trixie about 2 weeks ago. We discovered it after the bath, and it was a pretty panicky feeling. We know there’s a billion nasty diseases that could potentially result from tick bites, so we’ve been keeping watch for fever and mouth foaming. Thankfully nothing has come up. I’m just going to have be more careful the next time I roll her around in that tall unmowed grass.

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Have an opinion about baby tracking software? Come voice it in the non-scientific, button marketing focus group over on the Trixie Tracker support forums. Thanks!

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A couple of days ago Trixie wanted to get something out of the car. That’s fine, I said, But I’m going to help you with the door. She asked why. I informed her she couldn’t do it by herself until she was bigger.

“Bigger? Like a grownup?”

“No, just a little bigger.”

“Like a college kid?”

“No, just a little bigger.”

“Like a taller girl? Or a taller boy? Like one of those??”

One of those? I don’t what Trixie is talking about, but it’s scary. One of those taller girls or boys? I’m picturing freaks. Eight, nine-foot tall freaks loping around the neighborhood searching for unlocked car doors to slam.

I look over my shoulder now when unloading groceries.

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