Summertime Rolls

It was so awesome to have my mom here. With all the work she did around the house, she basically gave us a little vacation. More importantly, she was able to create such beautiful memories with her adoring grandchildren. She really bonded with Bodhi, teaching him something new everyday.  Anybody who has ever met my mom knows what an exceptional human being she is and I am beyond lucky to be her son.

So when she left a few weeks ago, the reality of taking care of two babies at once hit us like a ton of bricks.

To compound matters a bit, work got real busy.  With me off at court so much, Kate got more than her share of practice carting two babes around town, singing to Bodhi while bounching Sasha in the Bjorn, feeding Sasha while pushing Bodhi in the swing, trying to remain patient and calm while being serenaded by a chorus of crying. 

Deep breaths. 

Then Bodhi got a fever and a stomach bug. We had a couple sleepness nights, napping was irregular and short and he just wasn’t him normal, happy self. Not to mention the fact that he blew chunks all over Kate and himself. All of this of course meant that we were just as miserable as him. No sleep, sick baby, 3 week old girl and now I’m preparing for trial.

MOM!

Thankfully, Bodhi got better pretty quick. I hired a private investigator to interview some witnesses and got my subpoenas out the door. And each day that goes by, we become a bit more efficient and more comfortable with the tasks and habits that will hopefully form a healthy and workable routine. 

I’ve been desperate for a vacation for quite some time. Happily, we’re leaving for Sea Ranch for 5 days on Friday. But we got a little head start this weekend, enjoying the beauty and sights in our own backyard.

Really, vacation is more about a state of mind  than the merits of any particular destination.  And with an amazing and beautiful wife and two precious babes to give me the best fathers day weekend ever, my state of mind’s been something like a Ritz Carlton on Bora Bora.

Here’ s a couple of videos from a kick ass weekend, starting with Baker Beach on Saturday. 

And a full day at Lake Temescal on Fathers Day

Big Brother Bodhi

I got my first taste this week of what it’s going to be like taking care of two babies alone.

My mom has done a great job spoiling us with her  fantastic cooking and uncanny ability to juggle babies, laundry and dishes all while never missing a call on her constantly ringing cell phone. But even Superwoman sometimes needs a break.

So she heads out the door to go see a friend and Kate follows right behind to get  a massage.  And just like that, the door shuts and we are three. 

I used to joke around about how I was going to train Bodhi (13 months) to help me take care of his little sister. The truth is that thoughts of dealing with two crying babies, both with poop in their pants, have kept me up many a night. I enter into this new adventure with no real game plan,  just a vague notion that things will somehow magically work themselves  out.

So Sasha soon calls out for food (sounds something like Jon Stewart’s impression of Dick Cheney, “maahhh”) and I realize that game is officially on. Thankfully, Kate pumped out a couple ounces before she left. I grab the bottle and start feeding my ravenous child.

Bodhi crawls up to us, sits on my lap and points to his baby sis. I tell him that I’m giving her “na na” (food) and he quietly and intently watches. I put her back in the swing, then head to the kitchen to fix myself some lunch.  

After a few alarmingly quiet moments, I look over to the babes and I cannot believe what I see.

Bodhi is leaning over the swing, bottle in hand, trying to feed his baby sister! I immediately grab the camera and here’s what I got. 

What an amazing, loving boy.