Raising Watsons

My sister Catherine sent this video while Ben and I were on our vacation.  We must’ve watched it at least 20 times.

When Tucker watches roller derby on the computer he points to the scream and says “Mama!”

We were both on the edges of our seats for tournament season.  🙂

I remember when you’ll be a month old, and I’ll stumble out of bed to give you your 2:00 a.m. feeding. Your nursery will have that “baby smell” of diaper rash cream and talcum powder, with a faint ammoniac whiff coming from the diaper pail in the corner. I’ll lean over your crib, lift your squalling form out, and sit in the rocking chair to nurse you.

The word “infant” is derived from the Latin word for “unable to speak,” but you’ll be perfectly capable of saying one thing: “I suffer,” and you’ll do it tirelessly and without hesitation. I have to admire your utter commitment to that statement; when you cry, you’ll become outrage incarnate, every fiber of your body employed in expressing that emotion. It’s funny: when you’re tranquil, you will seem to radiate light, and if someone were to paint a portrait of you like that, I’d insist that they include the halo. But when you’re unhappy, you will become a klaxon, built for radiating sound; a portrait of you then could simply be a fire alarm bell.

At that stage of your life, there’ll be no past or future for you; until I give you my breast, you’ll have no memory of contentment in the past nor expectation of relief in the future. Once you begin nursing, everything will reverse, and all will be right with the world. NOW is the only moment you’ll perceive; you’ll live in the present tense. In many ways, it’s an enviable state.

from ‘Story of Your Life’ by Ted Chiang

This is our campsite on Anini Beach on the north shore of Kauai. We are in our second night here and I’m pretty sure I font ever want to leave. Camping is definitely a bit rougher than the resort lifestyle common for travelers to the island, but we have had a chance to explore so much more of the island and experience everything Kauai has to offer. No roadside stand too small, no scenic overlook too inconvenient. We have met some real characters during our brief stay so far: a state sanctioned marijuana farmer from Colorado, a recently emigrated family from Alabama, a Mexican vagabond, and a all-American soccer star that suffered a career ending traumatic brain injury. The recently relocated family invited us to their campsite for an amazing feast of fresh crab wontons, fried chicken, steak, potatoes, and s’mores! Everyone we have met has been so friendly and welcoming, native and howlie alike.

Although, this isn’t the first hair cut it is certainly the most drastic.

Enjoy the before, during and after photos.  Even though he’s a sad panda in the last photo, he’s not too broken up about the hair cut.  Dad, on the other hand, is another story!

Just back from another trip back east and here’s the first round of pictures from the phone.

There were a lot of firsts happening during the trip, starting with Tuckers first Game Boy!  Of course at barely 1 1/2, he’s not actually playing a game, but this does not stop him from taking it very seriously.

First pork roll!

Tucker was way more into the hard roll with ketchup than the pork and egg (which he spit out).  I blame this on California.

First cousin meeting!  Say hello to your beautiful cousin Dahlia Elise Yuscavage, Tucker.

Tucker said hello by giving her a kiss and pointing out her nose.

And last but not least, first police escort.

(Watson side – this is my brother’s oldest friend Officer Marco Barrera)

I know it’s six months later but I just got this video off my phone and up on Vimeo.

Tucker with his buddy Luke at dinner.

They were really in to the dipping sauces (which they dipped everything in to) and dropping items between the two of them and looking at where they went.  good times!

This is late, but I wanted to make sure and get it posted for historical purposes.

I’m going to keep getting these photos until he’s old enough to tell me to stop.