Saturday, January 31, 2009

What could today be??

This morning Radar woke up thinking, "what could today be?"

He remembered that there was a guy here not too long ago who would walk the pug, go grocery shopping and carry his diaper bag? Who was that guy?

It started coming back to him... this guy would hold him and sing spanish songs to him while bouncing him on the knee!

Then it hit him! It was Abuelito Tribi and today is his birthday!!! We're sorry you're not here with us, but rest assured that Radar and the blue octopus are celebrating your big 68!!!

Happy birthday Dad and Abuelito! We hope you have a great day today!!!!
Lots of love,
Titi & Radar

Friday, January 30, 2009

One day...

One day this little hand will firmly shake another as Radar walks into his first important job interview.

And one day this little foot will kick off its shoe after a long day's work.

Maybe one day I'll look at Radar and I won't see the delicious baby he is right now.

But for today, I'm drinking in every little thing about my smiling cutie pie!!!

Quick question:

Is it possible that Radar is showing very early signs of male pattern baldness? Afterall, baldness runs like a rabid rabbit through my family and if I'm not mistaken, that second picture below looks an awful lot like a comb-over!!!! A big bald head would not be a new sighting in the Pazos family... poor Radar!

Lots of love,
Titi & Radar

PS - It's just past 11pm and I'm about to go to bed... but before logging off, I glanced over to what was next to me on the couch and just had to post a picture. My babies are snuggling up together!!!

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Winnipeg visits the tropics

A couple of days ago I had an unexpected call with some very unexpected and wonderful news. My friend Claudio who is from Buenos Aires and lives in Winnipeg was coming to visit... and how much notice did Claudio give? As any self respecting Latin American, he gave 2 days notice (although in the Pazos family this is sometimes considered VERY advanced notice!) Now, being Latin comes with the credo "Mi Casa, Su Casa" so really, no notice is needed.

Anyway, Claudio (now known as Tio Claudio) is staying a few days and paying rent by walking the pug and dancing with Radar. So far, so good!

Welcome back to Nassau Tio Claudio!! And not to worry, Fanny and Mulligan weren't cut out completely.
And no, that's not a spider on Claudio's forehead...

...or is it!

Well, we're off to dinner in just a little bit.

Lots of love,
Titi and Radar

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Preaching from the Baby Pulpit

Today Radar is embarking on his first act of raising public awareness through his blog. This came about with no anticipation and as a result of an amusing story we received by e-mail yesterday.

You remember that Angela (my Dad's wife) came to visit a couple of weeks back and she fell in love with Radar (as would anyone because he's a real charmer!) On her return to West Virginia, she went out to celebrate with some friends and across the street from the restaurant was a dog track... so she and her friends popped in and low and behold, guess who was racing?

So naturally, she placed a bet on Radar and won $7! When she first recounted the story, my first reaction was, “cool, Radar won!” But then Fanny reminded me that this household is morally opposed to Greyhound racing. So how can we relay this story without bringing attention to the plight of Fantango's fast, gentle, long legged brethren?

As repentance, we went to the Humane Society's site this morning and made a donation of $77.77 in honor of Radar the dog and we are including the above links about Greyhound racing on the blog in order to make sure that all of our readers know that dog racing ain't for the dogs! (I also happen to be a member of the HSUS and always make an annual donation, but it's usually only $50 so this still means something).

Lots of love,
Titi and Radar

PS – Incidentally, Angela also sent me a recent picture of her snow pug that I'm posting here. For my friends who are card carrying members of the vast right wing conspiracy, you'll especially appreciate his name... it's Barack!!

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

How do you celebrate?

Q: How do you celebrate the worst 6 weeks of your life?

A: You sit on an alien.

Q: How do you celebrate the first 6 weeks of your life?

A: You eat.

Q: How do you celebreate the best 6 weeks of your life?

A: Easy - you laugh!!!

Happy 6 week birthday my gorgeous, gorgeous boy!!! I love you more every second of every day!

Lots of love,
Titi and Radar

Monday, January 26, 2009

Feline update

A couple of days ago Tia Mary Martha left a comment pointing out my neglecting to update the cat situation. The last time I mentioned poor Mulligan was back on New Year's Eve when he attacked my Dad and me, sending us to the walk-in clinic for tetanus shots and antibiotics. I left it up in the air as to “what would happen” with Mulligan! For all you cat lovers, I apologize for not keeping you posted and will try to bring you up to speed now.

After the attack, Mulligan was pretty much confined to the back porch for the next couple of days... when he was allowed back in, he showed no signs of aggression and all was forgiven (by me – my Dad, who isn't that fond of cats to begin with, was not so forgiving). But given the option to spend time inside or out on the porch, my wild lion chose the outside. On January 12th, Angela came to town and Mulligan was strictly exiled to the porch for a week since Angela is very allergic. So the litter box and his food were moved out, and I had to be very careful to not let Fantango out on the porch, except under strict supervision since she likes to eat cat food and cat poop (yes, that's right.. she loves cat poop)!

How did Mulligan respond to his exile? He pushed through the screen and escaped!! Luckily the neighbor witnessed the break out and was able to recapture the escapee. For those of you who don't know or have forgotten – Mulligan can not be an outside cat because he is FIV+... now I had to figure out how to keep Mulligan in! Yikes!

That brings us to today. Mulligan is again allowed back in the house, but he only spends a few hours inside each day. As you see from the picture below, he spends his inside time in unauthorized locations!

Since he spends so much of his time, including his nights, out on the porch, I've decided to leave his litter and food out on the porch which means that Fantango has to stay inside. And I've had to figure out how to cat proof the porch so that Mulligan can't escape. Below are some pictures of my cat-proofing... His principal escape strategy is to cram himself between the bottom slats and the screen and push in order to loosen the screen. My counter measure is to nail up some lattice to reinforce the screen. Unfortunately I only have two tools at my disposal which make this task all the more laborious, but hopefully I'll be able to finish up tomorrow or the next day.

I guess that's it for now. Right now, Mulligan is outside and the rest of us are inside for the night, but despite the sliding glass door between us, we are back to being one big, happy family!

Lots of love,
Titi and Radar

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Plan vs. Action

Ok, so my Mom left yesterday at midday and we've been on our own since then. But we have no intention of sitting idly by... we intend to get lots of stuff done and take advantage of the next 7 weeks before I have to go back to work. I need to get used to being busy all the time and there's no better day to start than today. So we started the day with a to-do list... not overly ambitious, but enough to not let the day slip by. Here's the list:

Now that's it's 9pm, I can proudly say that the list now looks like this:

But hey... plans change right? So, there were 8 items on the list and I definitely did 8 things today. Here goes:

1. bathe Radar

2. eat cereal for breakfast, lunch and dinner

3. take Fantango out for two very short walks with a screaming baby in stroller

4. stare at dust and hairballs under coffee table as I sat on couch with baby napping on my chest (as he's doing right now to allow me to write this short post - oh, hey, there's the same hairball from earlier... "hi hairball!")

5. rashly and crookedly cut bangs off because it was driving me crazy to have my greasy hair falling into my eyes

6. take nap on couch with baby sleeping on my chest

7. forget that Radar peed all over his night sack last night and put it back on him so that he smells like pee as he's sleeping on my chest right now!

Ok, so I only got 7 things done... But that's not so bad!

Let's just hope that my Monday can be as productive as my Sunday!!! And for anyone wondering, that white thing on the arm of the couch is my bra that I took off some time yesterday and never apparently had the time to move to the dirty clothes pile... maybe I'll put that on my to-do list for tomorrow.

Lots of love,

Titi and Radar

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Sweet 16!!!

Today is a very, very, very special day!

First, everybody got a good night sleep last night...

Second, Grandma is leaving, so Radar wanted to get dressed up to say a proper goodbye.

Third and most importantly... RADAR SMILED TODAY!!!!

It is day 16 of Smile Watch and although I couldn't really catch any of his smiles on camera, he definitely smiled a bunch of times after he had his bath and got all gussied up! Then we went for a walk and things got a little serious again, but hey, no need to overdo the smile thing so soon.

I hope in the coming days that we'll have some better pictures of the sweetest smile I've ever seen! Thank you happy, beautiful boy!

Titi and Radar

PS - Hey guys, it's Saturday... kick back, put your feet up and take an afternoon nap! There's nothing better!

Friday, January 23, 2009

Tia Lali Day!

We dedicate this post today to Tia Lali who is up in frigid Chicago busting her butt in her doctorate studies at the University of Chicago. We love you and think of you and miss you every all the time. We wish that you could be here with us every day.

I read Radar your e-mail about how hard you're working and how much you miss him... this is his response.


Remember Lali... even though it's cold up there, you are a ray of sunshine in all of our lives and having you as a sister and aunt is enough to warm up the whole world!

We love you,
Titi and Radar

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Mambo Americano!!!

It's official!!! After a mere 4 short visits to the Amercian Embassy, my baby boy is officially an American citizen and has him a passport for our February trip! That was the big news...

And on another note...



Titi and Radar

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Confessions of the screaming boob!

WARNING: This post contains TMI (too much information) for men or others who aren't interested in the graphic details of breastfeeding.

I have not been totally forthcoming about Radar's eating habits because I feel inadequate as a mother. I always intended to breastfeed because I know that it is absolutely the best thing for Radar. But when we were in the hospital, Radar never latched on to my boob. The second night, one of the nurses said she was going to give radar a tablespoon of formula just to make sure he was getting enough calories. I insisted that I not be given any pain meds that cause drowsiness and that I be woken up to feed him whenever he was hungry. No formula! But he never latched. I had to squeeze my boob into his mouth. When we got home, same thing. For the first 4 to 5 days I was squeezing my boob into Radar's mouth and he wasn't latching... and he was screaming a lot.

Finally on the fifth day, I thought he had to be starving so I pumped and gave him 2 oz from the bottle... he gobbled down every molecule! I kept trying to breastfeed, but also kept pumping. Radar got used to the bottle and started growing. For a couple of weeks I gave up trying to breastfeed because the ritual was a little depressing for me. I would bring Radar's little mouth to my nipple and he would scream and rub his face all over my boob until his little face was covered with milk – but he would never latch. He just screamed at my boob!!! And I read that if they don't learn from the get go, that it gets progressively harder to get babies to latch on. Yes, Radar was only eating breast milk, so I knew I was at least doing that for Radar, but I couldn't help but feel a little sad and inadequate and therefore I didn't really mention it here!

Then Obama became president! And last night Radar, out of the blue, just latched on and ate away... he did it again later in the night, this morning and this afternoon! I can't say that there is a cause and effect relationship between Obama and Radar finally breastfeeding at 5 weeks of age, but hey, why not!

On another note, my little pirate still hasn't smiled on day 13 of Smile Watch! He is five weeks and one day old now, so I really, really hope it will happen soon...

Lastly, I should have some pretty exciting news by noon or so tomorrow, so please check back!

Lots of love,
Titi and Radar

PS – if you've been talking about Radar, maybe that could explain why his ear is ringing!!

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Could that be a small smile?

Also, some other celebration pictures from today... Thank you Sandi for my inauguration day celebration outfit!!

Fanny wasn't left out of our celebration toast...