Birthdays Galore

My Savior

Today is Tanner's 3 month birthday!  To celebrate, Tanner and I went to another Mommy Movie to see 007.  I enjoyed feeling like a normal person for 2 hours, and Tanner enjoyed all the blood and shooting to fall asleep to. 

I also celebrated my 23rd birthday on Sunday. Okay, it was backwards day, but I'm entitled to it.  It was, after all my birthday, and I was a princess.  I was treated to a very lovely gift card to buy boots from Tanner, and Jason gave me the best present of all - Holly.  Holly the Babysitter.  Jason and I celebrated at our favorite restaurant, Terzo for an amazing meal and a surprise Citizen Cake Cheesecake (my favorite desert in the whole wide world).   We returned home 3 hours later to a very happy and peaceful Tanner and a charmed Holly.  It's funny- I wasn't worried about Tanner at all.  I was more worried about Holly.  I just wanted Tanner to behave so she wanted to babysit again.  From what Holly said, the night was a success.  She got him to burp half way through a bottle (something I rarely accomplish) and lots of smiles and giggling.  Yay!  So, if you're reading this Holly - THANK YOU!  You were awesome and please come back and play again.  And a big props to Tanner as well for not pooping on Holly or making her have to resort to hitting our liquor stash.  And I also can't forget to thank the Sterns who were nice and generous enough to let us share Holly.  Most new parents would rather be killed by stoning than give up their sitter's digits. 

Oh, I also have to mention my Mom's latest fixation - the web cam.  My Dad successfully managed to install it, and we had our first Skype web cam call on Sunday, which was a blast - until my Dad (the constant "Mr. Let Me Try This") pushed a button and the screen went black.  Hopefully he can get it up and running for Thanksgiving so we can introduce Tanner to the rest of the Kressner and Cappel clan. 

Good Friends, Family & Fun

Jason taking Tanner surfing for the first time.  Who cares if it was on a screen and the board was screwed to the floor.

Practicing those Tae Kwon Do Moves

Is this Tae Kwon Poop?

The Future Hubby & Wifey

Gabe, Ellie, Jason & Tanner

Jontue, Ellie and me at Ft. Mason

Uncle Scott

What an awesome week.  The fun started on Thursday with taking Tanner to the movies....with 100 other babies.  Once a month, a stupid movie theater lets in moms and babies to see a movie - for free.  Tanner was so well behaved.  Slept the entire time, except when he farted and pooped at the perfect times - when George W was blatantly being an idiot.  (We saw W).  The whole experience must have been quite a site for moviegoers who had no clue that they decided to attend the Mom Movie showing.  There were strollers, diaper changing pads and hooter hiders everywhere.  Then Uncle Scott was in town for work and got to spend some QT with Tanner.  He didn't even complain when Tanner spit up on his new cashmere sweater.  What a guy.  While Scott's visit was short, it was such a treat to have him here.  He can vouch that Tanner actually does Pounds. (See Dad, I told you so).  Then on Thursday night, our friends from Hawaii (now living in NYC) Jontue, Gabe and Ellie their 2-year old arrived for a long weekend visit.  We indulged on lots of wine, taught Ellie the Chicken Dance and went to the Discovery Museum, which Tanner could care less about, but Jason and I had a blast in the Tae Kwon Do area.  We're hoping to get a membership when he turns one year old.  I also got my mom's playgroup together with another one yesterday at the deYoung, and we all hit it off, so it looks like we have many more lunch dates in our future, plus another Mom Movie - 007 next week.  Maybe I can get Jason to play hooky from work so we can see it together.

Below's Tanner's take on the chicken dance.  His 3rd favorite thing (behind bottle and his hands) is wiggling.  All the wiggles are care of Tanner.  No mommy intervention.  Okay, except for one part, which you'll probably notice.

4 Years, 2 Months, 11 Days

Well, it's only been 4 years, 2 months and 11 days, but better late than never. Yes, we finally finished editing the wedding video.  Enjoy, and please don't tell us how young we looked.  We know. Having a kid ages you at least 20 years.

Yummy

Tanner's second favorite food (behind his milk) is his hands.

On another note, I've been desperately trying to engage in activities where I can be with others and don't have to feed or change them.  I went to one playgroup last week and another this week.  (I've been the playgroup ho - just jumping around and trying them all out to find one I like).  The one today was from the Golden Gate Mothers Group, a community of 3,500 Bay Area moms.  I posted an ad asking if there were any other mothers of newborns in the Russian Hill area.  I got a bunch of responses and had the opportunity to hang with 4 other moms (Megan, Cate, Roxanne and Erin) and babies (Rose, Body, Julie and Olive) today.  It's not really a playgroup for the kids as it is for the moms to get together and just ask questions to find out if their kid is normal (and if anyone else has dared to have sex yet.  It was split down the middle on that one.)  The women were really cool and it felt great that I wasn't the only one dying for new friends and an adult conversation.  We're all getting together again on Thursday for lunch and then to the Mommy Movie where no one cares if your baby cries or poops because it's free and their kid is doing it too.  

Yes We Can

Tanner slept for a record 7.25 hours last night!!!  The leaky boobs were not happy, but I sure as hell was.

Cabaowl

What's Tanner doing with Gwen Stefani?

Doesn't he look like a monk?

The first year of life is awesome.  Everything is a first - including Tanner's first Halloween.  Nana brought a bevy of costumes with her from Massachusetts: a cat onesie, an owl hat and a bat bunting bag.  That's a Ca-ba-owl.  The first of it's kind.  We went to our friend Lauren and Tony's for a parental Halloween pre-party.   I've never seen so many little ones and toys.  There was Elvis, a hotdog, a lobster, a cow, M&M.  Lots of ooooing and aaahing and runny noses.  (Most of the kiddies were 8mos-1.5 years.)  I also attempted to get into the spirit with my hot afro wig, until I looked liked a complete a-hole.  No other parents were dressed up.  So much for trying to meet new people and appearing to be normal.   Perhaps the wig looked a little too real.  Oh well.  

I also wanted to address the #1 comment we've been getting: "I can't figure out who Tanner looks like."  Neither can we.  As of right now, the UPS guys is a strong contender cause we still have no clue where the perma tan and lips came from.  My mom claims he looks nothing like me when I was a baby because I was never that cute.  And when I looked at pictures with Jason's mom of Jason as a baby, not too much of a resemblance either. Though my friend did point out that Tanner does have a close resemblance to Kingston, Gavin Rossdale's and Gwen Stefani's baby.