Saturday, January 29, 2011

Ignoring Noony

Some of our feline loving readers might wonder why the cat has been so ignored in the new header above. (Although, in my defense, I did mention Radar's plural "pets", so he isn't actually totally ignored.) Well, quite simply, the cat can not go outside and those very cute pictures of Radar walking Fanny were clearly taken outside (the whole cat Aids thing, you know.)


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Please take comfort though in knowing that the cat is anything but ignored within our house. When we come downstairs in the morning, the first thing that Radar does is run to the back patio shouting, "GATO, GATO, GATO!" He insists on letting the cat in and then he bosses the cat around.

"Up Noony! Down Noony! Go Noony! In Noony! No Noony!"
(Noony is his version of "Mully" which is short for Mulligan.)
(Oh, Noony doesn't obey ANY of these orders.)

And Radar also makes his best effort at playing with Noony... most days with little success... a swat here, a hiss there. But on some days, like today, Noony possesses an extra ounce of patience and seems to even enjoy the toddler attention that Radar heaps on him.

So without further ado, I add this addendum to the above header to show that Radar shows no prejudice when it comes to taking "his pets" for a walk!

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Lots of love,
Titi, Radar & Noony

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Reason #1

I've had some trouble getting back into the swing of things and finding inspiration... not good for someone who claims to be an aspiring writer. But hey, let's just go with Marco's comment from my last post about how I'm an amazing mom and leave it at that!


But really... the general purpose of this blog is three-fold.

The principal reason I keep this up is that it is my virtual baby-book for Radar. I don't have a single completed photo-album. I have three or four empty baby books that were given to me as gifts. I really am a pretty disorganized person and this blog seems to have been one way that I've been able to keep a pretty good record of pictures, milestones and adventures!

The second reason for the blog is to keep family & friends up to date on Radar. Perhaps I ought to set an example of modesty, but the plain and simple truth is that I very, very much like to show off my little man. I was just at business meetings in Madrid, London and New York and when one of the bigwig suits asked me how my son was doing, I replied by saying "he's the most handsome boy on the planet and it turns out he's a genius too!" I bask in Tia Lali's comments because she is always the first to jump on the 'Radar is perfect' bandwagon. So, since my family & friends are scattered around the planet, this is the easiest way for me to brag about my most handsomest genius!

And finally, the third main reason I do this is to try to entertain my handful of readers. It brings me great joy to imagine my cousin Rafa smiling as he reads some ridiculous, self-deprecating story I've posted or reading comments of witty repartee from Tia Sara!

Lately though, I've been falling down on the job and haven't really fulfilled any of my reasons for writing this blog. And I guess when you hit a rut, the best thing is to approach the problem one step at a time. So let's take that first step today and just stick with Reason #1... a record for Radar.

With that said, today we'll document for the annals of Radar history that while milestones continue to tumble like a stack of marbles...

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...one thing remains absolutely constant. What is it then that holds this copper haired boy's attention more than anything else?

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Carros!!!!

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Although that's a bit too narrow...

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... because he likes to mix it up with vans and buses and planes and forklifts and tractors...

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....and motorcycles (which he now calls mo mos)...

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And since this interest was nearly his first and has only intensified with time, I guess I just need to accept that Radar most definitely falls into the stereotypical boy category when it comes to cars.

Get ready Grammy...
looks like this year's Thanksgiving vacation is going to be a NASCAR one!!!!

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Lots of love,
Titi and Radar

PS - Yes, that's chocolate on his chin.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Sweet dreams

I've come to a couple of conclusions over the last week.

Exactly a week ago - last Thursday - all was well and I was sticking to my general philosophy that flu shots aren't really so necessary for younger people with healthy immune systems. Even knowing that January is the height of flu season, I didn't worry too much because even if the flu got us, our immune systems would tackle it, thereby building up even more immunity for the next fight.

That was Thursday. Last Friday at work, I noticed a little cough creeping into my throat. I got home and Radar had a raging fever. So, Mr. Flu had bitten us... no biggie! We were up for the fight... BRING IT ON BABY!

Friday night was a bad one for poor little Rafael Darwin. He kept dozing off for 45 minute to one hour restless sleeps before waking up screaming with night terrors! At about 9pm I gave him a dose of Children's Motrin to break the fever and give the sick monkey a shot at some more restful sleep. At 3am he woke up screaming with a bloody nose and a fever spiking again. Children's Tylenol... more restless sleeping... 6:30am another bloody nose!

Saturday was the start of my fever... both of us climbing up over 103 by the end of the day. I got the added flu bonuses of cough, soar throat and vomiting! Sweet!!! Saturday night... a better night for the weasel... a harder night for me.

Sunday morning... Radar's fever was gone and he was acting 95% back to normal. Great! This was just a bit more than a 24 hour demon and I had just one day to go... above mentioned philosophy still firmly in place... immunity hard at work and doing it's job. Sunday night was perfect for Radar... my fever back to 103 - a miserable night for me.

Monday... Radar perfect... Radar's mom back to 103... not feeling better, but substantially worse.

Tuesday... Radar perfect... Radar's mom woke up with a 101 fever - now absolutely drained, raging soar throat, wicked nasty cough, no appetite... and off to the doctor's I went for antibiotics and cough remedies.

So - sorry to bore you with the details, but it was living through these details that led me to the conclusions that I've now come to... and they are:

1. My mother didn't love me. Whereas I breastfed Radar for almost a full year, my mother willfully and with malice of forethought stopped breastfeeding me at around 5 months so that she could selfishly go to Hawaii, thereby leaving my poor, as yet underdeveloped immune system to fend for itself and causing me a lifetime of fighting off nasty bugs with a weaker defense system, (she denies this and does not regret going to Hawaii and thus, perhaps still does not love me) and

2. I think I need to reconsider my annual flu shot philosophy because if there is actually something I can do to avoid getting the flu, that might not be such a bad thing!

And now that I'm feeling somewhere around 80% human again and now that I've unloaded my bitchfest on you, let me just leave you with a few pictures from this morning that support what I repeatedly said above...

... Radar perfect ...

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Lots of love,
Titi and Radar

ps - Did I ever mention how freaking easy it is to make this little man laugh?

pss - The dog sticker on his hand is his prize for eating his whole breakfast!

psss - Oh, and lastly... if you actually read this whole post and wondered, "what's with the sweet dreams title?" Well, last night at about 2am I woke up because Radar was stirring... I turned to him and he was fast asleep. Then he said "Mama mopeen, Mama mopeen" and laughed in his sleep! Now, I have have no frickin' idea what the 'mopeen' is, but who cares... he was laughing and so it must be a good thing and I laughed as I myself drifted back into my own sweet dreams.

Thursday, January 6, 2011

2011 resolutions

I'm not really the type of person who starts off each year by jotting down lofty new year's resolutions about losing a bunch of weight or getting in shape or writing the great American novel. Because like too many people, the adrenaline and inspiration that a change in calendar brings tends to fade by about January 10th!

Instead, I'm the type of person who says she's not the type of person to set lofty new year's resolutions while secretly setting lofty new year's resolutions. See the difference?

And since this blog is not only a blog about Radar, but also apparently my not-so-private confessional (see Twilight post confession), I will confess some of my secret lofty resolutions:

1. Lose a bunch of weight
2. Get in shape
3. Write the great American novel

Ok, #3 isn't entirely true... but I do want to finish writing a novel... even a crappy unpublishable one. I've written a couple half novels, but then the inspiration fades and the rest of the pages sit unwritten. I would like to pick up one of those half finished books and just finish it. Just so that I can say that I actually wrote a novel. As for the great American novel - I'll leave that resolution for another year...

(even though my blog seems to have gone global and has now been translated into other languages!!! or maybe it was just a glitch with blogger this morning?)


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As for Radar, I guess he's a bit too young to do something as stupid as setting new year's resolutions. But that doesn't matter because without a doubt, he'll reach many more new milestones in this next year than most of us put together.

And plus, who needs to set annual goals, when you live in a world where every part of every day is an adventure.... in a world where even every bath is like Disney World!

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Come to think of it, I think maybe I should revise my resolutions to one simple one:

1. See the world a bit more like Radar does...

Lots of love,
Titi and Radar

Saturday, January 1, 2011

A simple Happy New Year's luncheon with Radar



Lots of love,
Titi and Radar