Lydia Goes to See the Troll

Big Ern's Grandparents were still in town. This was a big day for all three of them because they agreed to do some babysitting duty.

So as I've mentioned previously, I saw an ad for a production of Lydia and the Troll while waiting for our food at Communion before Ernie was born. The blurb was uncomfortably close to home: "Singer-songwriter Lydia feels held back. Maybe it's writer's block, maybe it's her not-so-perfect boyfriend. But when a mysterious stranger offers her the chance to change her life, she may have to sacrifice more than she imagined for a new start." We referred to Ernie as "the Troll" while we waited for all his tests to tell us he was healthy and so forth.

The Seattle Rep was kind of a fun space and was entertaining on its own.

One of my hobbies when I'm not with Ernie is to look at the disgusting number of photos I've taken of Ernie. In my defense he's always moving around so each picture is different.

The show was kind of cool and high tech. The Troll in the show's deal is that they look like a big nasty troll, but they can sort of wear the body of another person. So this troll has been stealing the bodies of artists for hundreds of years. She swaps with Lydia but Lydia is smart enough to figure out how to swap back. It ends with a chase scene and the sun comes up and turns the troll to stone under the bridge in Fremont where a famous troll statue now sits. I thought that was a cool Seattle culture tie-in. I liked the show.

Today I Am One Months

Nice Memory Averted

My parents were coming to town to meet Ernie for the first time.

Ernie wanted to look his best so he took a nice tubby before they arrived.

We made further advancements with our "put high contrast pictures everywhere" tactic and put a sticker on the shower wall for Ernie to look at. They have a very calming effect on my little man.

My parents like to play this game where they might say they'll be over at 1pm, then will start pounding on your door at noon wondering where you are. They did something similar this time. I was in a scheduled work meeting or an interview, they came in, Lydia handed over Ernie, and they all had a nice moment together while I was in another room. I had rehearsed this moment in my head, even sort of planned out what I was going to say, maybe have Lydia film our nice family milestone. Nope. I was pretty angry with all of them to be honest.

Here's a farce of a video Team Considerate threw together while I was in the other room trading my time and labor for money with which to keep the lights on.

Lazy Sunday

I spent a nice quiet Sunday with the fam.

Ernie's belly button looks like an actual button. I'm not going to lie I've pushed it a few times.

Ernie is a little Houdini. We wrap him up tight in his swaddle but he always manages to get one or both arms out.