Delay

Sorry, but I'm going to have to delay this post until tomorrow night. Big test coming up and gotta prepare for it.

Thanks!

Becoming a Boy

The Little Monster has been very busy as of late...

Busy being AWESOME

So yeah, he crawls, he laughs, he's getting a personality...

He's becoming a boy! Oh noes!

Its really weird seeing this happen. Just the other day we had brought him home, and he was so tiny I was half scared that I would break him in half when I changed his clothes. He seemed so frail, so absolutely in need of us that we would never be able to look away for more than a second*.

Now I toss him in the air like a rag doll, splash water in his face in the bath, and throw stuffed animals at his head. I do this all, of course, to see him smile and hear his laugh, and I'm realizing what people that had kids before me meant when they said that there isn't a better sound than your child's laughter.

The Little Monster is, of course, also in to everything. I'm about to be convinced that the fireplace and objects with sharp corners have a gravitational pull for babies. I remember anxiously waiting the day when the Monster would be able to play and crawl and all that good stuff, and now that it's here I almost don't know what to do with him sometimes. So I let him crawl on me, chew on me, and bury him in his box of toys or trap him under the hamper. It's fun times, indeed.

The Little Monster is transitioning, ever slowly yet at Warp 9, from a tiny, helpless baby into a functioning little boy.

I'm so excited and ready to see what he'll become, but you know, I'll take him just like he is for the little while longer that I can.

Let the good times roll.


*Of course, at this time, he was also kind of boring, being as he did nothing but eat, sleep, and poo (which gets old faster than you think, believe it or not, lol).

Too Late for Tonight

Sorry about missing last week. I had to get some school stuff done.

Also, I apologize for there not being a post tonight, as I had to finish writing my paper about the purpose of Jesus' ministry as told in Luke.

Tomorrow I should have time to get a post up, but as it is it's 2AM, which means it's bed-time for bonzo, as Dad used to say.

See ya then!

Picture Day! 8-1-2009

He's just so cute, I couldn't resist. :-)

BLAMMO!

All was quiet in the Kemp household this morning. The couches were sat upon, the child playing on the floor as the TV quietly spoke of the goings-on in the world of some comedy show, and all were relaxed.

The key word here is "were".

Suddenly, from the other side of the couch, came a THUNK, followed by an otherworldly wailing and gnashing of...well...mostly gums...

Yes, the Little Monster managed to find the one unprotected corner in the entire house that he could get to, and proceeded to bash his face into it. The results were as follows:


That red bump just above the Little Monster's right eye is, as you may have guessed, a goose egg. The Little Kitty felt terrible. She had looked away for just a couple of seconds and he managed to smash his face. Note: This picture was taken after we cheered him back up, which took all of about 30 seconds. He's tough.

I have to admit though, as a father, it's kind of a proud moment for him to get his first goose egg. Now I'm not happy that he hurt himself, not in the least, but it shows that our baby is turning into a Real Boy, and that Real Boy will one day undoubtedly do dangerous things, during which he will hurt himself worse, which will help turn him into a Real Man. So while, yes, it is sad that he hurt himself, it's also another step in his growth and development.

And besides, the bump went away within a couple of hours. Like I said, he's tough.

P.S.: I am also starting another blog chronicling our adventures at the Sunset International Bible Institute called Into the Sunset. I will be updating that one at the same that I do this blog, so if you're interested you can head on over there as well. The link is over on the right with the others.

Have a good one and remember, watch those corners!