Rudolph and friends

trent.rockwood January 5th, 2010

img_2359.JPGThe holiday season is over, and Alexa got both to celebrate Christmas and her birthday just two days later. There were so many presents she was overwhelmed for a few days and timidly went around not knowing which ones to play with. A few have become daily favorites, such as her doll house, candyland, and a rudolph nose, and the rest are already sitting on shelves collecting dust. You never can tell. The birthday cake to the left is a recreation of the severed feet of the wicked witch of the east, in case you couldn’t tell.

For the past few months she would dress as Dorothy from the wizard of oz, and make me re-enact the entire movie every night after I got home from work, with her ruby slippers and blue dress (the best part is when she says “there’s opus like home” three times and taps her shoes), but then at the family christmas gathering at Aunt Michelle’s she got a rudolph nose from Kari and has insisted on being Rudolph the red nosed reindeer every day. Now we re-enact that story (my favorite part is when she sings “I am not just a misfits, ahsi nama ba misfits!”), and then once it’s bedtime she has these bunny pajamas that she insists on wearing, no matter how dirty they are, and hops around eating carrots.img_2303.JPG

She gets so into her characters that the other day I found her in the bathroom after she had changed out of her pajamas just looking at the wall, and I asked her “what’s wrong?”, and she said “I’m just Alexa, It’s boring, I want to be a bunny again.” She is also now asking “why” to everything we tell her, and learned what “favorite means” - her favorites are; Color: pink, Food: snow, Animal: bunny, Drink: water, Friend: Tenny, Movie: Wizard of Oz. She also enjoys memorizing nursery rhymes and gets angry if you try to give her hints, even if she is way off.

Other activities over the holidays included playing in the snowstorm, building a heated rabbit box, making new shelves, drawing, decorating the house and tree for christmas, sleeping over at grandmas, building frosty the snowman, etc. We still don’t have a TV (it’s been 2.5 months!), so I think that is one reason she has been forced to be more creative.

Pascale is much more fun now that she can entertain herself. She can already walk holding onto the wall and ledges and probably will be walking on her own soon. She loves crawling around and pulling items out of cupboards and drawers, especially paper and onions. We put kleenex boxes in front of her and she takes them out one by one for about a half-hour, and then we stuff them in and she starts again. She is chattering and talking, can say mama and papa, and we think her first word was “toto”, but we’re not sure.img_2267.JPG She also got a ball enclosure for christmas that’s like one of those ball rooms at the fair, and she loves to sit in it and hand us all of the balls one by one.

As far as the rest of the family, I started a new job a few weeks ago which is fun. The only problem is an increased commute, from 1/2 hour to over an hour each way. It’s out in Virginia. I may have to buy another car if it becomes too cumbersome. But I get to do a lot less and make a lot more, which seems to be the trend as you move up in the world. Maybe it’s not that I do less, I just do less busy day-to-day work and instead focus on more complex long-term projects. It turns out my MA in information management did help me in the end.

Gusanito

trent.rockwood August 23rd, 2009

Pacale is dressing like a little grub latelyimg_1714.JPG. Hopefully it’s just a phase. The heat and humidity here are oppressive, and the only escape is to either stay inside or soak in a swimming pool. So we’ve been doing both. Lots and lots of swimming. The DC public pools are great, and the MD and VA public pools are even better, so we’ve got a wide variety.

There is a kiddie waterpark in Chillum MD for only a few dollars that is like a dream-world paradise for Alexa, full of baby water, slides, fountains, and splashing. She can almost swim by herself now and has no fear of the water, even when she is under it. She thinks it’s some kind of a joke and puts her head under and then comes up with a surprised look on her face and then laughs.

img_1583.JPG Because Vanessa spends so much time with Pascale, Alexa has come up with her own way of getting back, and that is by purposely annoying Vanessa in whatever way she can. Vanessa will say “quieres una alcachofa? (do you want an artichoke - her favorite treat)” and Alexa will say, “no, quiero una alcachofii!” and won’t accept it until Vanessa says it her way. She has this whole word thing where she says repeats things you say differently and then points at you with squinty eyes and laughs. It’s pure evil. Anything Vanessa tells her to do, she does the opposite, she’ll come right up to her and stomp on her foot or scratch her leg, and when Vanessa asks her why she did it, she’ll just bite her bottom lip and look up at her. But since I have time to spend with her, I’m the hero, and I’m the only one she allows to dress her, make her food, tell her stories, etc.img_1501.JPG

Vanessa’s cousin has been coming over once a week to help out, and Vanessa’s mom comes over when she can. It is nice to have people that can help out. I’m usually not home until 6 or 7 and then I usually take either one or both of them out to the pool or the park to let Vanessa crash for a few hours. Then I come home and crash.

The nights are not pleasant - Alexa lives on a college student schedule, and somehow gets less sleep than I do and runs around all day like a jumping bean and rarely takes a nap during the day. Even if you shut her up in her room she just lays there and sings songs to herself and tells stories to her stuffed animals. She just isn’t into sleeping and hasn’t been since she was born. She still wakes up at least twice a night and wants someone to come in her bed and sit there until she goes back to sleep.

Pascale was born with a natural, normal partiality to sleeping and has fallen into a beautiful schedule, but still wakes up about 4-6 times a night and just wants something to eat and goes right back to bed. So a night with up to 8 interruptions to your sleep is never satisfying. One sleeps at 11 or 12, the other wakes at 5 or 6, so you can imagine. But they’re so cute how can you hold it against them? I still do sometimes.

img_1756.JPG I got a baby bike seat on the back of my bike and Alexa likes going for rides, especially to the koi pool at the national arboretum where she pokes fish in the eye. Pascale, although only 6 months old, is eating like a pig! She has been grabbing food out of our mouths for a month or so, and now devours solid food with such veracity that we just pretty much feed her what we eat - in smaller pieces. The other day she somehow leaned over into a bowl of tabouli and grabbed two handfuls and stuffed them in her mouth. I think you’re supposed to wait until 7 or so months before solids, but when your kid is already eating bbq ribs and salads, it’s hard to satisfy them with rice cereal and baby food.

We haven’t taken any family vacations this summer or even gotten away as a family for the weekend, so hopefully after my boss gets back from his 1 month vacation I’ll be able to take a little time off and we can go somewhere nearby to take a break. If so, I’ll actually have something interesting to write in my blog.

Spring

trent.rockwood June 8th, 2009

img_1229.JPGWe bought some rabbits - pearl and chucky, but Alexa has kind of taken over their house. She likes little tight spaces, one of her favorite things is to squeeze into one of her clothes drawers and then has us close it. Then she just sits there quiet and enjoys the dark drawer. She’s definitely used to DC living space.
It’s been a very wet spring, raining every day for about two weeks. But we’ve managed to get out and do some fun things. Besides the two girls’ almost daily visits to museums, activities around town, and get-togethers with other Capitol hill moms, we went up to Baltimore to see the real Thomas the train. You can see Alexa making her annoyed face below when Vanessa made her sit for a picture.

img_1152.JPGShe is now at the stage where she likes to say “no” to everything and to do everything “solita” (by herself). Gone is the cute little girl that asks for things politely. She is now the little devil two year old that demands everything by screaming. And when she doesn’t get her way… well, anyone that’s had kids can empathize. She is really into Pinocchio and the Fox and the Hound but mostly likes the part where the scary whale eats pinoccio and his dad and sneezes them out. She also likes “fixing” things with Papa’s tools, especially the “hamaner” which she uses to fix the walls.

We went to the beach for memorial day and got rained out, but not before having some fun in the waves. Pascale is doing well and is starting to get over some colicky behavior. Vanessa tried to go on a non-dairy diet to help Pascale’s stomach, but gave up after one week. She found that she wasn’t eating anything and losing her milk. In our house we drink milk, eat cheese and ice-cream for pretty much every meal.img_1238.JPG

I bike to work in the mornings and pass right next to the Capitol, past the monuments, and then across the sidewalk on the front lawn of the white house to my office that’s right next to the Kennedy Center and the Watergate. When I get home I usually go to the park, the swimming pool, or shopping with the family and then fall asleep with my clothes on and a book on my face in Alexa’s bed. The other night both Vanessa and I fell asleep on Alexa’s bed and Pascale slept spread out all by herself on our queen.

We’ve been out to Michele’s house quite a bit working on her bathroom. It’s the project that never ends. I honestly don’t think it will be done for a few more years. We went out to dinner with my Syria friends once, but almost went crazy from crying baby and running-around destructive toddler. We bought a new car and are what I never thought I would be - a bona-fide SUV driving dad.img_1251.JPG

We have 6 foot flowers in our front yard and there was a big hail storm that ruined them, Alexa is house trained, meaning she goes to the bathroom in thet toilet when in the house, we have a lot of mice that live with us, mosquitos too… I’m pretty much just trying to fill up space so I can fit in one more picture using my picture/text layout that I like. We’re re-doing the interior of much of our house, re-painting and such, Vanessa’s mom is on vacation in Italy, her Dad is still in Peru. Doesn’t look like it’s going to work. Oh well.
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Pascali

trent.rockwood April 14th, 2009

I haven’t really been in the mood to write on my blog since returning to the US. Work and school and kids have become a routine that offer little adventure to write of. However I just realized that most family hasn’t seen Pascale since her birth pictures, so here are a few:
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Pascale

trent.rockwood February 23rd, 2009

img_1003.jpg(read as a cheap crime novel) Friday evening, 4:00. Vanessa feels a pain in her gut, and knows that this February night ain’t going be like the rest. At 5:00, Trent gets a phone call on his cellular telephone and can feel the angst in her voice as she pleads, “come home now, tonight’s the night!” The books hit the floor, Trent grabs his coat and rolls out the door as fast as the ball bearings on a rolodex.

He runs down the escalator past the idle loafers and 10-cent city paper boys to find that he’s just missed the 5:05 metro. Drat! He scurries out of the underground like a cobra chased from his den by a weasel and yells at the nearest cabbie, “taxi!” as he dodges traffic and bystanders, finally catching the eye of an Indian blue-top. “Take me home, my wife is having a baby!” he stammers, out of breath, as the cab pulls into smog-choked rush-hour traffic. “The H street bypass is blocked!” the cabbie says in his Indian manner as they lurch to a stop amid blaring horns and smoking brakes on this oddly sultry February evening.

They slowly slide through traffic like a sardine through a pound of butter, making their way laboriously yet steadily through the back street alleys of ill-repute that Washington DC knows so well. Trent’s phone rings again, and with apprehension he answers “I’m on my way” he says. “Hurry” says Vanessa, this time with the edge of panic creeping into her voice, “get home now.” The cabbie drops him off in front of his house at 6:30, and not a minute too late. img_0983.jpg

As he enters the house he hears her deep breathing coming from the upstairs bathroom as she struggles with the labors known only to those of the weaker sex. “how far apart are they?” he asks, as the answer lands on his chest like a ton of concrete bricks - “one minute”. Placing Alexa on a mound of toys always popular with children of her age and gender, he desperately flips through the pile of neglected papers until he locates the midwife’s phone number. “One minute” he echoes, as the midwife springs into action and tells them to meet her at the birth center as soon as possible. But just as all rivers long for the sea, so did Vanessa’s waters long to rejoin their headwaters, and broke at 7:00.

Vanessa inched towards the car at a rate that surprised even Aeschylus in his grave, and Trent drove to the birth center a mere 2 blocks as the crow flies but equal to a mile or more it’s toil and tears. When they arrived the midwife was there to escort her to the room that would witness both the horrors and joys of the next 20 minutes.

img_0977.jpgTrent left Vanessa in the birthing room, a hotel room by any other standard, and in the capable arms of the midwife while he took Alexa down the hall to the children’s play room. Not 10 minutes had passed if it was an hour, when Trent went back to check on Vanessa’s progress, and there he found his new daughter in the quaking arms of it’s mother. After he had left, faster than the cow ate the cabbage Pascale Rockwood had sprung from the loins of her mother while she was otherwise engaged at 7:37pm. All rejoined the mother for a happy reunion and were back at home for a late night supper at 11:30.

Working man

trent.rockwood February 13th, 2009

12-29-2008-023.jpgI start work at a new job on Tuesday, and though insurance will be nice, I am just as happy to keep working at my current job doing Greek translation - it makes more money and I can do it from home. But I need to get out into the real world eventually and do something that gets me good experience and looks better on my resume. I’ll be doing translation management and working with both Arabic and Greek.
Alexa is doing fine, speaking more and more and saying the funniest things. She is really paranoid lately of the big bad wolf and keeps asking us to make sure our house is made out of bricks so he can’t blow it down. She is also into trains and likes to sleep with them on the pillow next to her. She also recently un-potty trained herself. She was doing fine and even taking off her diaper to go herself, and then at some point decided it was easier for us to do it. So she doesn’t want anything to do with it anymore.

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It was her birthday last month and she celebrated it with her cousin in New York and a thomas cake. She left a bouncy ball up there and mentions it to us every day since (over 40 days now).
Vanessa is ready to burst and feeling as uncomfortable as one would with a big baby in thier stomach. She is full term and could go at any time. We are having the baby at a birth center just two blocks from our house, so if there’s an emergency she can just waddle on over. The only picture I have of her elusive belly is it’s spirit passing behind Alexa like a shadow.

Christmas

trent.rockwood February 13th, 2009

imgp5068.jpg The Christmas season brought many joys, most of all candy and sleep. Alexa’s favorite part of the season was seeing the live nativity scene at the temple which she wanted to visit every day. “juevos?”, and then “baby Jesus?” are the first two things she says every morning. She also likes 3 christmas songs and wants to sing them over and over again in the same order all day and night.

We went to New York to stay with Ash & Brian over Christmas and Alexa got along famously with her cousin Eliot. They played with Thomas the train and other toys, ran around, and held hands when they were out walking. Some of the highlights were an ice-cream trifle that Ash made, and seeing Elmo on the street. Below is a picture of Eliot and Alexa hiding from me when I said I was going to get them.

I began working at the US mint and am now gainfully employed doing next-to-nothing, which is the norm for most government jobs. I’m used to it, unfortunately. I’ve been reading a lot lately about the BRIC countries (Brazil, Russia, India, China) for my school class, and how they are the new powerhouses of the next century. Wouldn’t you know it, out of the 25 employees in the IT department of the US treasury, me aimgp5065.jpgnd one other guy are the only people born in the US, the rest are from either Brazil, Russia, India, or China.

In other news, we have moved back to our beloved house near Capitol Hill and will once more be able to host guests, eat wings & pizza, hear gunshots, and deal with our nosy neighbors. I was also able to attend the innaguration. I rode my bike down 15 minutes before Obama’s speech and was able to worm my way right to the middle of the crowds in front of the capitol pool. I don’t know what all those idiots with tickets were doing waiting in long lines. I just walked right past them and into the gates open to the general public.

Thanksgiving

trent.rockwood December 3rd, 2008

img_0841.JPGIt’s been almost a month of having my family home again and it’s been wonderful. Alexa thinks I’m Mr. Fun and has a hard time wanting to go to sleep at night. We’ve been riding the metro for no particular reason, visiting the zoo, pet shops, and the local pound, malls, bookstores, etc, and then getting home and playing sleeping bag slide, horsey, couch tip, balance tricks, deer hunt, etc. until I’m as tired as she is by the time she goes to sleep (at around 1 or 2am).

We spent this last weekend at my Aunt Michelle’s for thanksgiving and had 20 members of the family there for festivities and fun, some of which included black friday shopping from 12-7am, visits to the Oatlands plantation and harpers ferry, numerous loud family games, ripping out a bathtub, and sampling eighteen pies (pictured left). It is always a bountiful thanksgiving in Virginia. Alexa got to see her cousin’s that she’s never seen before, and all the relatives got to see her, most of them for the first time since we’ve been home from Syria. Below is Alexa and her cousin Eliot, already showing their respective personalities.

img_2765.JPG I am back at work for a short while at my job doing research in Greek Newspapers at the Library of Congress for a law firm where I get to re-live the heady days of the cold war, with headlines such as “Russia condemns American shorts as ‘inappropriate’, lauds Italy’s Capri’s”, or see ads for the latest Elizabeth Taylor film, or learn about all of the cures for cancer that were discovered in the 50’s and 60’s, etc. What I’ve learned is that things haven’t changed much in the world in 50 years.There was just as much craziness then as there is now.

Next week I start another temp job at the US mint as I wait for a clearance to come through and start doing a job I might actually enjoy. Vanessa is only 2 1/2 months away from our next girl, and we both really need to get some rest before this next baby hits us. She already is hitting us - when I lean against Vanessa’s stomach the fetal princess punches me through the skin.

the search goes on

trent.rockwood October 30th, 2008

img_0630.JPGWhile Alexa frolics and gambols, I continue to sit here in DC and slave away finding a job. I’ve been to some great interviews over the past few weeks, and more than one company would love to have me, it’s just that the government takes a long time to do things, and they have to wait for approval from them to get things going. Two jobs in particular really look like they are going to come through, but again, it may be a few months before I actually step foot in the door. Until then I am trying to find temporary work that will get us by using my IT skills that I somehow always seem to fall back on. I have the goal of applying to five jobs a day, which equals about 3 interviews a week, which equals about 1 offer a month - I’m hoping. Recently I found a short-term job for one month using my Greek skills with a DC law firm that needs some translation done.

That bed behind Alexa was handmade to our specifications in Peru at a local furniture market complete with a hideaway bed underneath for $500. Too bad it’s staying in Peru. All of our own furniture here in DC is being sweated on by sub-letters at our house so probably isn’t worth much anymore. Depending on where I find a job we’ll either keep renting it and rent somewhere else for us near where I work, or move back in. I don’t commute, I’d prefer to live on the street curb outside my job rather than commute more than 20 minutes. So where we live depends on where I work.untitled-1.jpg
DC is getting frosty and frisky just in time for halloween. I went to the Army surplus store with my brother in law the other day and we bought a che guevara outfit for him and saw all of the strange people that frequent the Army surplus store. Lots of flat-tops, mustaches, and muscles. Since my family’s not in town I’m going to go out to my cousin’s the Reynolds for halloween to tile their bathroom floor. Can’t wait! At least I’ll get plenty of treats.

With the elections so close DC is going Obama crazy - I ran across these the other day, Obama Lincolns. I’m sure our founding fathers would be both surprised and proud to see a part African American as president - but then again he’s actually related to contemporaries of the founding fathers, and is even a 10th cousin, once removed of George W. Bush. Hope everyone gets out and votes. I know I will.

A weeks worth of searching

trent.rockwood October 15th, 2008

monument1.gifDC is nice and sunny and the minute I stepped off the plane my cough that I’d had ever since I got to Peru disappeared. The winter weather there is dank and damp all the time. After visiting the Reynolds and going to a fair in Waterford, VA, and then watching conference at Kari and Nathan’s I’ve dug my heels in and spent every minute in search of gainful employ. The stat’s after one week are as follows:

Number of jobs applied for: 68 (started 2 weeks ago)
Number of in-person interviews: 4
Number of phone interviews: 2
Number of those I’d actually take if offered: 1
Number of offers: 0
The good news is three of the jobs will give me a final decision next week and a lot of companies don’t respond to job applications for a few weeks as well, so the snowball effect is slowly starting to kick in. I have three and a half weeks till my family comes home, so hopefully I’ll have some income and health insurance by then. Of course we can stay with Vanessa’s parents as long as we need to, but there’s nothing more humiliating than living off in-law charity, in my book
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I talk to Vanessa and Alexa every day, her new father-daughter relationship is shown in the picture to the right, via skype. I keep her company while Vanessa cooks her something to eat. Then she always has to show me her toys or stuffed animals and brings them and piles them in front of the computer for me to see. But then she gets bored and goes off to do something else and says “ciao papa” and wants Vanessa to turn off my picture.

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