Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Word of the day

The word is "movement."

As in, Mama might have felt the baby move last night. Then again, she might not have. It wasn't like anything else she normally feels in her belly, so she figured that it was baby, but she couldn't be sure. This would be the second time--a few weeks back she felt what she described as "a flutter" in her belly, which is just how the books have said many women describe their first feeling of movement.

After that first bump last night, I tried to coax baby into some sort of confirmation motion. Talking to it through Mama's belly--how else?--I suggested some possible moves: somersault, jumping jacks, perhaps a cartwheel. But we got nothing. Perhaps by not responding to our attempts at communication it's getting us ready for when it's a teenager.

Other movement news from yesterday is that Mama Colorado is trying to convince us to move out and live with her, Papa, and little Q in some sort of godless communist hippie type of situation. Wait, did someone say "fresh vegetables"? We'll see you tomorrow. But seriously, Mama and I can't consider anything like that for some time, since we've only been in our condo for a coupla' years, we just put down new floors, blah, blah, money, blah, blah. Yeah, you don't want it to come down to filthy lucre, but it does.

On the other hand, there are all those considerations like clean air, fewer people, thousands of acres of national forest land, and the unbearable cuteness of little bunny Q Q:

Yeah, that's hard to resist, especially when the rain is beating down outside and the temperature is falling faster than a frozen block of ice from a plane. I know, I know--the winters there are longer and colder, and involve much more snow than they do here, but I'll take the snow over the rain--besides, they plow the bike path there. One set of studded snow tires for the bike and there's riding all winter. Oh, and I hear there's some skiing type activities too. (Actually, I hear that Papa's teaching that newfangled snowboarding type activity on the mountain these days.) There's not so much of the pristine winter landscape here to softly shush through on cross-country skis as there is, say, at the top of Rabbit Ears pass.

Hey, did someone mention rabbit ears?

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous2:05 PM

    Vegas baby there is biking all year long here!!!!!

    TCB the King

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