Raising Watsons

Mom doesn’t have a lot of time with two hands free but can take pictures on occasion with the iPhone.

Chicks do dig the pink diaper cover.

This laptime with Dad you hear so much about.

Snuggled up after a traumatic bath.

Here’s a little lap time video of Tucker on Dad’s lap.  We get a little time once or twice a day where the little man is happily active and engaged.  We call these segments “10 Great Minutes with Tucker Watson“.  I think he likes the fact that there’s only a finite amount of time he needs to be good!  = )

Lap Time from Raising Watsons on Vimeo.

Cousin Debbie stopped by today and we had a nice visit. We walked down to the Riviera (of Redondo Beach, not redneck or the french) and had a dinner at the HT Grill. Can’t say that anyone really liked their food that much, but the company more than made up for it. Tucker slept most of the time but had a couple snacks while we were waiting for our food to arrive. We had a little photo time before we left for lunch and the little man is visibly amused. Everyone keeps saying how much he looks like me, but all I see is Tucker and not anyone else. Although, we have confirmation that Heather’s nose has definitely lived on into the future.

We decided to give the little man a quick dunk before mommy’s group. I guess you’re obligated to have them squeaky clean when on review. Luckily, they’re a group of homebirthers, in Venice none the less. The paparazzi caught us and now everyone knows, this guy has a really cute butt. He’s always stuffed into chubby cloth diapers, diaper covers, and then a tasteful onesie. There’s so much padding i’ve never really noticed how tiny his bum is. It’s like two eggs in a hanky, it really is. And little eggs at that.

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After a long hiatus, we were finally able to sneak up to Sugarfish for our usual fabulous meal. Tucker was mostly agreeable and with a little swinging of his car seat, he was a generous newborn and let his hungry parents scarf down the bounty of the sea. So thanks little man, you’ll get to try some of this delectable sashimi soon enough! = )

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So here we are, the boy and I. Just hanging out on the bed like we do. When you-know-who up and smiles … a bunch of times. He’s still not doing them on command, but it’s amazing just tracking his changes even over these few short weeks. We had a banner saturday but forgot to take any pictures! We’ve never been good about the picture taking in our daily lives together or even on trips for that matter. Took a trip down to the Brazillian BBQ place in the redondo pier and had an amazing carnivore’s brunch complete with 4 kinds o steak, chicken, lamb, ribs, and sausage. What would accompany all that animal better than bottomless bubbly?! Then we headed out to a friend’s place for the latest UFC fight and an Italian feast. I have to admit, it was more like Tucker’s coming out party and there happened to be two guys bloodying eachother on the tv rather than the other way round. While Heather had retained some sort of anonymity while pregnant, she was suddenly thrust into the limelite hotseat as all our female friends are at that age and are SO interested in starting their own families! I was surprised by how earnest and congratulatory our confirmed bachelor friends were about my becoming a father. There must be something hardwired into men that makes them imagine raising a boy, or raising a younger version of themselves at least. I can remember saying “i’m going to do that with my boy” even when i was a little kid. So here’s our 10 minutes of laptop fun:

So there we were, just hanging out: BIG man & little man.

When all of a sudden, we had SMILES! = )

With 2 dogs, 2 cats, & plenty of desert dust, sneezes are a regular & adorable occurance.

Being a little international man of mystery, or even a local little man of mystery takes a lot out of you.

But you can’t keep these Big Foot(s) down for long, there’s kickin to be done.

But then things got weird, really weird …

Finally, we were told to leave this place. Make haste good sir, find me that lunch truck!

Tho he wasn’t making any sounds Tucker has been running through an array of facial expressions while I talk to him.

Edit – looking back this was the first time Tucker smiled in response to me.

These are from the first week home with Tucker.  He’s getting a little time out on grampa’s chest (just like i used to).  He’s been progressing his form since then and stands completely rigid off my chest arching his back and craning his neck.  i’m thinking diver … maybe water, maybe sky.  who knows!

I swear this smile and thumbs up were directly related to me talking to him and asking him to pose for the picture.