Bull in a China Shop

So we were on our walk on Sunday, for the first time we went sans stroller. Gavin was doing pretty well and we stopped by the park at the top of the hill for some serious sliding. To our dismay, we found that someone had been there recently, with some spray paint.

Now, realistically the slides still work, but its just irritating. If people want to paint so bad, I have some rooms in my house you can work on. I can understand being bored, but what situation are you in where your thought process goes to paint and a toddler's playground?

On a happier note, this year's hockey playoffs have not disappointed. Its been high-energy, close games most of the way through. There's even been some double overtimes. And if there's anything I like better than playoff hockey, its overtime playoff hockey. I'm watching San Jose vs. Detriot now, and San Jose just took the lead. Which is a good thing. People who know me know I'm not the largest fan of San Jose, but I absolutely hate the Detriot Red Wings. No sport can truly be enjoyed if you don't have an enemy, and Detroit & New Jersey are mine. No offense to the cities of course, all I have to say is I'm a Blues & Penguins fan and they'll understand :)

Its been about 2 months since Pam stopped working. All in all I think its been a good thing, Gavin is happier, Pam is happier (though still very busy), and so I'm happier. Gavin's conversation skills have also jumped dramatically since she's started staying at home. Plus it means I get Gavin blowing kisses out the window at me when I leave for work, and who doesn't want that?

Now, to be clear, I don't have any problems with my wife working. I'm not quite that old fashioned. However her last job was such soul-sucking hell (my words, not hers), life is just better because of it. Frankly I'd like it better if she got a nice worthwhile high paying job so I could stay home instead. I'd make a good stay at home Dad. Except for the cooking. Pam doesn't cook because we're an old fashioned family, she cooks for the sake of her health and taste buds. You should never, EVER give me spices without explicit instructions. I'll take something that just needs a pinch for 2 gallons of food, and slather it over everything. Its just the way I think. I can follow a recipe, but don't ask me to be creative. Your stomach will not thank you.

Like an angel with clip-on wings

Well the rains have finally stopped for now, and we actually have some warm weather again. This leads to the yearly awakening of my cul-de-sac. Its amazing how for months we don't see our neighbors, but as soon as it gets warm again we pick up where we left off. And yes, I realize I mangled that last sentence structure. Hockey playoffs are on (AWSOME SAVE! Vancouver vs Dallas 3rd period 10:04 left), so I'm slightly distracted. Deal.

Anyway, where was I...cul-de-sac, neighbors like hibernating bears, got it. The real nice thing about living in a cul-de-sac is its a natural place for kids to play and neighbors to meet. Gavin is finally old enough to actually interact a bit with the other kids. He especially enjoys the trampoline. Its one of those large ones with the mesh cage, which makes it safe for bouncing toddlers. Gavin's balance has improved greatly as he can actually keep his feet and keep bouncing in the ripples the other kids cause. He's learning to time his own bouncing to take advantage of the the bigger kids springs. His major accomplishment came today as he managed to launch himself from one end of the trampoline to the other (about 10 feet). As he went through the air he shouted with a grin, "I FLY!". The look on his face was so precious, I couldn't stop laughing.

We have had the good luck to have a very good set of neighbors. They're all friendly, good people. Though if you're an outsider speeding through the neighborhood, you wouldn't guess that the two enforcers in your face are actually sweet people (that poor pizza guy :) ). Our neighbors are a big reason we stayed in our house after the 2nd break in.

J.T.'s son has just gotten old enough to be introduced to the lawn mower, and he's currently "in training". Now as a rule I mow my own lawn since I don't like paying professionals what I can easily do myself. However, I have always been a fan of supporting the work of an neighborhood kid (since I used to do that myself). So I look forward to hiring him to mow my lawn. J.T. and I have realized that with the distribution of ages of kids in our cul-de-sac, we'll soon be set mowing wise for years to come. I believe lounging on lawn chairs and drinks were mentioned...

As an ending note, some tips on interacting with my cul-de-sac
1) People walking by are invited to say hi and introduce themselves. We don't bite, not even the kids.
2) Do not drive and circle the cul-de-sac then leave, that irritates us.
3) Don't do it fast, that infuriates us.
4) We do NOT have an entrance to Vago Park. Go to Dorsett & Fee Fee and head north. There will be a turn to your right a couple blocks down the road.
5) For those soliciting, beware the attack neighbor.

Breaking out through the silence

We've reached the point where Gavin is starting talking in sentences, small sentences, but sentences nonetheless. Which means that conversations are beginning to happen, and more of his personality begins to emerge. My favorite conversation lately was...

Gavin: C'mon daddy, floor

Me: Daddy needs to go upstairs

Gavin: Daddy, floor please

Me: Daddy needs to order pizza

Gavin: Bye bye daddy!

Me: I'm not leaving, I'm ordering pizza

Gavin: Pizza! Bye bye daddy! Pizza!

As you can guess, my son likes his pizza, even more than playing with me apparently. I don't blame him, I like pizza better than playing with me too. Wait, that came out wrong...

Anyway...

The singing has also begun, his new one is "Happy Day", the single will be released next year, or whenever he adds more than two words to the song, whatever comes first.

Nonetheless, the meeting of the minds has begun (and with me, not so far to go). However, with all my powers of communication with the young ones, I will never master the mental telepathy that goes on between toddlers. So many times I've watched Gavin and another child exchange a look, and suddenly they laugh, or go in the same direction, or play a game. Even with strangers, he can make that connection. It seems a shame that as he improves his speech, he'll lose that. But the conversations that I get to hear between them are funny enough to be worth it.

My favorite was a conversation between him and C discussing if a light was off, or if it was broke. Note I said discuss, they never once raised their voices. They just simply discussed it for 10 minutes. What can beat that?

The first cut is the deepest

Those that know me are aware that I have always been adverse to paying someone else to do something I can do myself. Whether it be mowing the lawn, cleaning the house, installing ceiling fans (hey, I didn't say I did it FAST, just that I could do it), etc. However, I am seriously thinking of putting that on hold for the month of April when it comes to mowing the lawn.

Every year its the same, the first warmth comes in with a host of rain, which makes the grass grow at an alarming rate. But yet the rain still comes, which leads me to take that one time it is not raining, and get out there and mow. Note that I didn't say the ground was still dry. Which means I'm out there restarting the clogged mower every couple of minutes, and bagging ever swath or so. It didn't help that for the first mow I had my father chuckling at me through the back porch window. Those of you who believe parents should be supportive in every situation should stay away from my family. They've had their knocks and they're enjoying watching others go through the same pain.

Not that I'm much different....

Nonetheless, just did the second mow and its still freaking wet. So I'd like to pay someone to mow my lawn for April next year. But you can't do that, you have to sign up for the whole year. So I'll be out there next April swearing loudly at the lawn mower. Only 11 more years until Gavin can mow, hee hee.

Now I could stop there, but I haven't thought up a lyric for the title yet. That's what I think is the main thing that slows me down in posting. Because I'm so freaking perfectionist about it. But I started this post about MOWING THE LAWN. Last I checked, there wasn't much music written with that in mind, so I have to either 1) Make the start of this post lead into a greater point, or 2) Do something abstract.

I could go ironic with something from Heavenly Day by Patty Griffin for humor effect, but that doesn't work when I've already shown I'm having problems with the title. Its too much of a cop out. Of course, there is a line, "Tomorrow may rain with sorrow" which works nicely but then you google the title of the song and go what the hell? All the other titles not only work as lyrics, but as the song titles themselves somewhat.

And yes, I am stalling, I can run through lyrics in my head while I type, I've very weird like that. Multitasking is a normal operation for me, which usually drives my wife a little crazy as I'm sometimes doing work while watching Lost with her. And by the way, I just got it. But you knew that since its now there at the top of the post.

So that leads to the question, did I know the title all along and just rambled for the hell of it, or to mess with your mind a bit? The time of the post should answer that question.

Colour Moving And Still

A quick note, my in-laws have recently gone out of the country for close to a year. Since we won't have too much contact, so I'm feeling a bit pressured to update this blog a little more than I do currently so they know what the heck is going on here. Maybe more posts will make them smaller for once?

Gavin's Year 2 DVD is shipped! For those of you who don't know, I take all the pictures and movies that I've taken from birthday to birthday and compile a 25 min or so movie. I pop on some of the cute full movie clips that I've taken, and I ship them out to the friends and family who care about this sort of thing.

For 25 minutes worth of material, it is a freaking lot of work. Every image needs to have its moving crops set, I have to go through hours of video to find 10-15 second segments to use, and I have to score it. OK, lets be honest, you know and I know I love the scoring part, but it is still quite a bit of work.

To top it off, apparently something happened with the WMV movie file codec or something because the movie I did for Year 1 is now stuttering. That annoyed me, so I went back and using this new tool I bought, I redid the whole thing.

Speaking of tools, I used Microsoft's Photo Story 3 last year, which works pretty good for those of you who want to automate most of this. It takes up to 300 pictures, automatically sets moving crops, and allows you to add a soundtrack. However, as much as a helping hand it was, it didn't really do as nice as job as I would have liked. So I picked up the Sony Vegas studio this year, and while it doesn't automate the stuff for you, it does allow you to do some really nice things. Its weird when you view something you did just a year ago, and were proud of, and want to just rip it apart. Progress is like that. At least I got it finished on time this year.

I'm beginning to believe Gavin is invincible. He seems to be able to bounce off of ANYTHING. Falling off of things seems to be his new favorite sport. Whether it be his bike, the couch, our bed, etc, he eventually will purposely fall off and giggle the whole time.

I wish I could do that :)