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• Temper, Temper

  Ty likes to go to bed--always has.  He also is usually very clear about this one thing.  Besides the typical cues like yawning and eye rubbing, when it's time for bed there are always a few telltale signs: fingers in the mouth; short little screams of frustration about everything; and lots of stumbling and falling.  So the other night he is doing his little teeter-totter walk, falling a little too often and one of his balancing arms is now out of service since he has his fingers stuck in his mouth.  So we daddies were ready for him to go down, having had one exhausting week ourselves.  I picked him up, told him we were going night-night and put him on the changing table to put his pajamas on.  But when I put him down he began what turned out to be his very first tantrum.  Read More... Posted Aug 11 2008, 06:00 AM by TheFosters with | with 7 comment(s) Filed under: Dads, Fostering, Adoption, foster care, gay adoption, first moments, pissed off, tantrum

• Food Freak

  Yes, surprise, that's right, I am going to eat these blueberries.   Okay, so I have been a bit of a freak when it comes to our son and eating.  But it's really not my fault.  You see Ty came to us underweight and with few instructions, but for the charge that he was to ingest an exorbitant amount of calories everyday.  Imagine it--two first-time daddies having a baby dropped at their doorstep.  "And you expect us to get him to eat how much everyday--are you crazy?"  From the first night we were plotting how to get as many bottles and containers of baby food into him as possible.  Read More... Posted Jul 11 2008, 02:15 PM by TheFosters with | with 7 comment(s) Filed under: Dads, bi-racial, Fostering, Adoption, foster care, gay adoption, first moments, food

• Parents of Screaming Child are Choked by Angry Passengers...Details at 11

  Somehow I have this fear and dread about our trip.  Did we mention that we're going out of town?  Finally, we have decided no matter what Ty's future is with us, that we are going to make this little guy officially a part of our family.  He will be introduced to our extended families, thus the non-stop flight to the West Coast.  Later this summer we are planning an up-state New York trip to hit Darrow's family. Read More... Posted May 21 2008, 11:55 AM by TheFosters with | with 5 comment(s) Filed under: Dads, parenting, Fostering, Adoption, foster care, first moments, outside fun, travel

• When My Son Speaks

  I am not really worried about our son's speech development, even if I am reminded by physicians that statistically speaking, he's behind.  I live with the little guy everyday.  If his vocalizations were not growing more frequent and more complex over time, then I might be concerned, but it just isn't the case.  The latest demand of him is to acquire at least a ten word vocabulary by June.  What if he only has eight, or five or.....two.     "My son, the world is collapsing all around you without these ten words.  You will never amount to anything if you don't pipe up.  And no, I'm sorry but ‘gukum blik grlikm' does not count as three words."  Now that it is May, I am beginning to feel his pressure--just 30 more days and counting.  Ohmygawd, maybe I can bribe him with candy or massage his brain; practice verbal calisthenics; tell him that daddy will spank if he doesn't start spouting off a few choice phrases!   Read More... Posted May 02 2008, 09:32 AM by TheFosters with | with 5 comment(s) Filed under: Dads, bi-racial, parenting, Fostering, Adoption, foster care, gay adoption, first moments

• A Week In The Life: Day 4 (A First)

  Our day started out way too early. The little one thought it would be cute to wake up at 3 AM and whimper his way out of his crib and into our bed.  His strategy worked...kindof. Unfortunately for Ty, he  has no bed manners yet. He kicks. He slaps. He flails. Ty is the ultimate bed hog. How can one little person take up so much room? We kicked his little butt out of the bed and sent him back to his crib at around 3:25 AM. The rest of the day passed without drama and that was alright with me. I had enough of dead rabbits, vomit and the dark, mysterious world known as the Department of Social Services. Read More... Posted Apr 24 2008, 09:10 PM by TheFosters with | with 5 comment(s) Filed under: first moments, outside fun