1-29-12

Today I was able to care for Zach by myself for the first time since 1/18. We rebuilt his marble track, pet the new black kitten that has been hanging around, ate some yogurt, and took a good nap.

Me: Dozing
Zach: (hollers from his room) Mommy! I'm up! Mooooommy!
Me: Mommy will be right there.
Zach: "OKAAAY!"

After nap we did a 24 piece puzzle Shelley gave Zach for Christmas. That seems like a huge puzzle for a 2-3 year old. Every time he plays with it, I am awed at how his problem solving ability grows.

Sometimes Zach wants both of us to see something so he calls us by one word, MommyDaddy. The other day he figured out how to sit on a soccer ball and it went something like this:  MommyDaddy!  Look at me. MommyDaddy, MommyDaddy, MommyDaddy.

1-28-12

Mom left to go home this morning.  At one point, Zach said he was going to find Grandma.

Me: Grandma went Grandma's home to take care of Grandpa and Ellie and Grandma Meier. But, we'll see her soon.

Zach: 11 o'clock, get in car, go bye-bye, see Grandma

Tonight we measured him on the wall. He is 3 years 1 month old. His height is 3 feet 1.25 inches. He is as tall as Nick was when he was 3 years 3 months on *** and Kyle when he was 3 years 2 months on 8/5/01.

1-27-12

Mom came to help me since foot surgery recovery has been tough. I am SO glad she is here. She has Zach on a schedule and eating well, and me too. It has been nice to hear her voice throughout the house.

We just had grilled cheese and tomato soup for lunch. She was able to get Zach to sit at the table and try a bite of grilled cheese. Then Zach said something was "missing." Mom asked him what was missing and he said, "Grandpa." He thought for another moment and added, "Daddy."

1-24-12

On Jan 20, 2012, at 7:36 PM, "Rose, John" <john-rose@uiowa.edu> wrote:

Andrea,

   I thought you might enjoy the humor in these e-mails. The one at the bottom is my original e-mail to Dick and his response is right above it.

John

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From: raroses@q.com [mailto:raroses@q.com]
Sent: Friday, January 20, 2012 4:20 PM
To: Rose, John
Subject: Re: SNOW HEROES

Looks like a convenient way for teachers and staff to get out of work early.  I think schools were closed only once when we were in grade school and that was for 14" of snow.  I kind of forgot about paper delivery.  That was never called off so snow depth didn't matter and if it hadn't been for people like the Kornogs and a few old ladies along the route, I probably would have frozen to death.  That paper route might have been the dumbest thing I ever did.  That takes in a lot of territory so I'd better think about it for a while.

----- Original Message -----
From: John Rose <john-rose@uiowa.edu>
To: 'raroses@q.com' <raroses@q.com>
Sent: Fri, 20 Jan 2012 14:49:10 -0500 (EST)
Subject: SNOW HEROES

Dick,

   By the time I came into work about ½ hour ago, we had upwards of ¼ inch of snow on the ground. We are now in a heavier band which looks like it could produce maybe another ½ inch. The Iowa City School District dismissed schools early today. Therefore
I am proposing a new award called Snow Heroes. I can clearly remember walking home through 6 to 8 inches of new snow after a full grade school day at Longfellow on several occasions in the 1950’s, sometimes in temperatures at or below 0F with brisk winds.
It seemed like normal winter weather at the time. So by today’s standards I am proposing retroactive Snow Hero awards for all of us who performed above and beyond the call of duty during those ‘killer’ snow storms of the past. I’m sure you delivered
Press-Citizen newspapers in equally harrowing weather and probably never missed a day or a paper. Of course you had the added incentive of earning upwards of a $1 a week or so in clear profit. So for the Iowa City School District, I’m not sure exactly what
kind of award to recommend for today’s decisive action. All I know is it ‘Sno Hero award.

   What’s it doing in Des Moines?

John

1-23-12

Gore and blood and stitches - cool! I feel a lot better since they pulled the drain today.

1-23-12

1-21-12

This conversation occurred a few days ago:

Mike:  Daddy doesn’t wear diapers. Daddy wears underwear. See? Look! Then daddy puts on his shirt. And he puts on another shirt. Like this! Rawr rawr rawr. Superman, superman!

Zach:  No. Superdaddy!

Zach:  You got a shirt. Legs? 

Mike:  I have nothing on my legs, what am I going to do Zach? Look Zach, look at my pants.

Zach:  Look Daddy, a bug! Rawr.

Mike:  Bugs don’t go Rawr. They go click click.

Zach:  Oh