With the arrival of the vernal equinox, we’re starting to get some real signs of Spring.
Almost all of the snow around town is gone. The big snow mountains that get built in large parking lots in all their brown and grey glory stubbornly refuse to melt, but you’d be hard-pressed to find a lawn with snow on it. Unfortunately, the date of last frost is still a good two months off, and the ground is distressingly soggy, so working in the gardens is out of the question. Regardless, we brought in our garden tools and lawn mower blade to be sharpened this week. We don’t want to be caught off-guard by the arrival of weeds and green grass. The screens were reinstalled on the windows this week and we had the windows open on both Saturday and Sunday as the temperatures here were in the sixties. It’s always a revelation to have the fresh air blowing through the house again. Garrison went to the doctor this week for this two month appointment. He weighs north of 12 pounds and is now 23 1/4 inches long. All of his measurements are at the 61st percentile or higher for babies of his age, so he’s growing right on schedule. One of Sarah’s doctors labeled him ‘verbally precocious’ several weeks ago as he’s making all manner of coos, goos, and other baby talk. Apparently, many babies his age are still grunting while he’s practically singing already. But, lest we get too caught up in his verbal abilities, Sarah recently met another baby about Garrison’s age who can already turn himself over, something that Garrison hasn’t figured out yet and doesn’t seem too keen on practicing.
As part of that appointment, he got his two month immunizations, something he greeted with a full-throated roar. Can’t say that I blame him, really. Getting stuck three times in the thighs wouldn’t be my idea of a good time either. Fortunately, he didn’t suffer any of the dreaded side effects (‘inconsolable crying for three hours or longer’), and he is just fine despite his most recent encounter with modern medicine.
My sister has been kind enough to do some babysitting for us, which has been great. We recently got to take in Richard Shindell’s concert here in Madison when Amy babysat Garrison for us. Shindell’s show was very good, much better than the Springsteen show that we saw in St. Paul last year. Shindell was much more engaging and spontaneously and had a much better rapport with the audience. I’m not ready to pass judgment on his new album because I haven’t listened to it much.
I’m finally healthy again after a bout with a nasty cold that kept me out of work for several days and kept me feeling less than 100% for more than a week. Fortunately, neither Sarah or Garrison caught whatever it was that I had.
Since I last wrote in this space, both my Mom and Dad have been out to visit and meet their grandchild. Both were kind enough to do some babysitting for us so that we could run some errands and take in a couple of hockey games.
Finally, there are some new photos in the Photo Gallery for those interested parties.