So, what’s up?

Filed under: baby's progress,family,friends,funny,news — by Lex on February 14th, 2007 @ 2:45 pm

On behalf of my wife, Dana Victoria Kaplan Rubin, I would like to say “What the heck?”.

There has not been a Baby Blog entry since January 22nd. What is Anya up to?

How big is she, 6’5″, 6’9″ with the Afro?
How many blocks can she knock down?
How is her vocal percussion coming?
This is like America, circa 1980, before CNN. We do not know what is going on.

Much love,

Jake

Jake and Dana, thanks for writing.

Babies take a lot of time. We got lazy. We will get back into the blogging habit.

Since our last blog post, Anya’s smile and laughter have become daily occurrences. She is this|close to rolling over and it’s possible that she will buck trends and roll from her back to her tummy before mastering tummy-to-back.

Additionally, Anya’s taken her first plane flight. She took a vacation to Tahiti to get away from us for a little while.

No, the three of us took a trip to Los Angeles. On the flight to LA, we experienced Anya’s bedtime ritual, which involves crying for 45 minutes some nights. And interestingly, in the air, crying babies actually stretch out time — 45 minutes = 45 hours.

It’s strange.

I also experienced potentially the most horrible five minutes of my life, when I took Anya into the airplane bathroom to change her diaper.

Note to everyone: DO NOT CHANGE YOUR BABIES’ DIAPERS IN THE AIRPLANE BATHROOM.

It is too small. Either Anya hit 6-feet in there or the room is TOO STINKING SMALL. I was trying to hold the diaper bag with my body, pressing it against the side of the room, while fitting in with it and Anya as we squeezed into that tiny room. It took a while for me to notice that I was pushing the diaper bag into the nozzles that activate the sink, soaking the side of the bag. It took me a while to notice that the toys Lauren had tied to the strap on the bag were dangling in the airplane toilet. And it took me a while to notice I had Anya’s head ever-so-slightly smushed against the back wall of the bathroom.

It took me no time at all to know that I would NEVER EVER do that again.

So…

Instead, after hearing the same advice from multiple people, including both sets of Anya’s grandparents, we changed her over our two seats during the flight back to New Jersey. That was way, way, way better.

In other news, Anya’s vocal percussing is excellent. Her snare needs work, but her cymbal crash is awesome.

2 Responses to “So, what’s up?”

  1. Marnie Says:

    Also on that trip to Los Angeles, Anya met and bonded with her Aunt Marnie, who loves and misses her very much. Just wanted that noted for the record. 🙂

  2. Keren Says:

    Thanks Jake and Dana, I was wondering the same thing myself!!