Back when S.J. was almost two months old, we took her to San Diego to meet up with some awesome people. She did well on the four-hour drive. Since then we’ve been curious whether she’s going to be cool being strapped in her car seat for long distances.
This past weekend we headed off to San Francisco to celebrate our five-year wedding anniversary. Both Sonia and I are in agreement that unless we have to, we don’t want to leave the baby behind for these types of outings (this is the same reason we have not visited the movie theatre in 6 months). Just like with the trip to San Diego, S.J. was great. No issues at all. She’s a really mellow baby. I’d be honest if she wasn’t. San Francisco was great. I really, really love the city.
We’ve reached the halfway mark of year One. Time does not slow down. Everything is happening so quickly. It’s as though someone hit the fast-forward button. Not the full-on fast-forward, but the 1.5X. I’m not being hyperbolic when I say this. Sofia has graduated from lechita and some brown rice cereal here and there, to fruits and veggies! So far we can cross the following off as being S.J. approved: avocados, sweet potato, carrots, and cauliflower (she cheated when she ate banana – I don’t recall who fed her).
Although, she has two visible teeth, she obviously can’t use them to chew. She uses those two, to bite my finger and hurt her mum. Back to the food…we puree her veggies and she scarfs them down no questions asked. Who would have thought…avocado. I can’t stand avocado! Her diaper has gone from being mustard colored to matching the veggies she eats. For example, today’s poop was orange and green! This totally beats the sticky black colored stool she had when he was as newborn (meconium)!
The last day of school just had to be eventful. That’s the way it has to be. My principal and I got into it over some issues we’d had this past school year. I thought for sure that he wanted to let bygones be bygones but that cannot be the case when you start a conversation with “You were wrong.” Seriously, dog. How do you expect me to react? I guess my principal’s biggest issue with me is that he doesn’t appreciate it when I question his motives, specifically in situations when he makes me look bad (i.e. lambasting me in an email response – which he Cc’d to the Superintendent and Assistant Superintendent – over paternity leave).
I know well my rights as a tenured public teacher – anywhere else I’d have to take it – and I responded with vocal artillery that left the poor sap blabbering nonsense. You know, it’s not like me to do this. Even if it’s a reasonable reaction. Every time, I feel bad afterwards. I don’t want to show him up while office staff and other teachers listen on, but he left me with no choice. That, and I have a bad “get off my lawn” temper. I’m very mellow most of the time but if I feel that you’re taking advantage of me “se me subio lo rojo.”
Before, I would be fuming for hours. Now, I just look at my baby and it’s all good (phrase made by M.C. Hammer in the 90′s). Look, just look! It’s hilarious!