Monday, January 31, 2011

Captain America Helicopter Huxley Reeve Zinn IV

Welcome to the world!

Can't help but be reminded of the Steven Wright routine:

When I was a baby, I kept a diary. Recently, I was rereading it. It said, "Day 1 -- Still tired from the move. Day 2 -- Everybody talks to me like I'm an idiot." I was upset because on my second birthday, I went from being one to being two, and my age doubled in a year. I figured at this rate, by the time I'm six, I'll be ninety.





I like this one... the Fat Albert.



Genevieve was amazing, of course. Stoic and strong. Genevieve's high pain threshold caught the nurses by surprise. La la la la la, what's your pain on a scale of 1-10, oh a 5 or 6? oh, la la la la la oh let's see we will hook up these monitors and okay let's check around here WHOA YOU ARE FULLY DILATED. After that they hustled the doctor right in.





The night before I tried get one last big belly beautiful pregnant lady shot, but the star was not into the whole paparazzi thing.



Everything went fairly fast. Three AM wake up. Building contractions until 7. Went to the hospital. Water broke at 8:30, pushing started then and out he came an hour later. We heard a lot of commentary about his blonde hair before we actually got a chance to see him. For about 45 minutes, with each push he was very close, but he would decide to go back and stay warm for a little bit longer. Who can blame him?



His stats: 8 lbs, 3 ozs. 22 inches long. 13 inch head. 9:28 AM.



The view from the birth room.



After the birth, we had to hang around the hospital for 11 hours. Fortunately we had a few visitors. Pauline and Andy stopped by with the big brothers. And Aileen and Sawyer stopped by. Thanks for the visits!






Thursday, January 27, 2011

YoCoWil Christmas


Team WilYo took the ferry down to warm Kodiak for Chistmas. Nami took a lot of awesome pictures, and blogged about the visit here (ferry ride and beach adventure) and here (surfing) and here (Chistmas). It's always entertaining to get a Google Translated Japanese perspective on our lives. Thanks for visiting, Uncle Regan and Aunt Nami, and cousins Musashi and Arashi! We are looking forward to your next visit! Hopefully you can come back again in the summer... see the bears, catch some fish (and waves), climb some hills, and pick some berries!

We built a snow cave, dodged waves, hung out, learned all about gaming, saw Little Fokkers, ate some tasty food, got randomly caroled, opened some presents, enjoyed warm fires, and generally enjoyed a double family style Christmas. We are always thankful to be able to spend time with family!

Our pictures are not nearly as excellent as Nami's, but here are a few we took:



Christmas Skyping to Oki Island, Japan. (Chistmas Eve here, but already Christmas there.)



Uncle Regs!



Hanging out.



The cousins introduce Pax and Stokes to the joys of video gaming.



Santa's present for Paxson Revel:



Pax just made the age limit for hockey, but there is only one other four year old. He and the other four year old go to practice, but they are pretty much oblivious to the rules. They just skate around, pushing each other, and occasionally kicking a puck. He seems to enjoy it.

Here he is teaching Stoko fall down moves. (Cool tricks.)



The hazards of placing Christmas tree decorations within toddler reach:




Snowcave and sledding action.




Opening a box of presents from Aunt Rainold.



Two pregnant ladies at the coffee shop.



Welcome to the world, baby Sawyer Thoreau! Come out whenever you are ready, Captain America!

Wednesday, January 05, 2011

Cool tricks

No, this is not how he got the stitches in his head. But perhaps it would be a good idea to wear a hockey helmet more often!

Tuesday, January 04, 2011

Fireplace 1, Paxson Revel 0



So far the boys' two trips to the hospital have been generated within three feet of the fireplace. Yet they haven't involved fire. In our day, this would've required stitches. Nowadays, they just glue it all up.

He'll still have a pretty cool scar. He's a tough guy.



No brother of mine is going to be the only one with a band-aid on his forehead. Solidarity!



Those skin colored band-aids sure are hard to see. Well, it's on there. Right where Stoko's pointing.