Thursday, December 22, 2005

Peace at last

There is a truce in the war between Daddy and Aizay. Aizay has been having some very rough days lately and so has Daddy. Let's just say someone doesn't know how to pick his battles. And someone else is a teething, frustrated toddler who is unable to speak. Today, however, Aizay is his fun-loving, carefree, easy-going self.

Christine

p.s. When I showed Aizay this picture, he slowly rotated his head sideways and he wanted to keep his head going until it was upside down.

Sunday, December 11, 2005

weekend update

Here is the latest shot of the wound. That could end up as a sexy scar when he grows up...someone told me he's like Harry Potter now.

Even delicious yogurt couldn't keep him awake.

Monday, December 05, 2005

Godzilla was a wimp.


Engineering firms should employ 16-month-olds like Aizay to test their projects to destruction. Give a toddler a bridge, and it won't be long before he finds a weakness.

Sunday, December 04, 2005

Mr. Heat Miser?

We've had a few inches of snow this week. Since Aizay doesn't remember the snow last year, I am calling this his first snow. He was a little cautious at first when I set him down in the back yard. But soon after this picture was taken, he was crawling through the snow on hands and knees and throwing snow in the air...

By the way, after seeing this picture, isn't the resemblance between these two uncanny?

Christine

Friday, November 25, 2005

desultory pictures and remarks from the last week

Here's another post stitches picture and a few pre-stitches that I am just getting around to putting up.

But first, a list of random things Aizay has done lately:
1. I caught him pretending his shoe was a telephone and talking into it.
2. Dave showed Aizay a picture of himself and asked him who it was. Dave answered for him, "It's you" while pointing at Aizay and then Aizay pointed at himself. This was Aizay's first self-point!
3. Aizay and I were walking outside and I forgot his mittens. The temperature was below freezing. After a few minutes, Aizay stopped in his tracks, waved his hands around and jabbered emphatically at me. I think he was saying, "What the hell were you thinking, forgetting my mittens?!"

And one random thing Dave did:
We have been on vacation at home and Davey has been very handy-man-ish. I really do appreciate the productivity, but...The other night at 10pm, while Aizay was asleep across the hall 4 feet away, Dave decided to remove the bedroom door from its hinges. (He has been planing down the tops of some of the doors because they were sticking.) I hear the racket down the hall and I call out, "What the hell are you doing?" Now, this is the funny part-Dave decides to answer me with a whisper so as not to bother Aizay!
-Christine

Now, onto the pictures...


Dave didn't post this, originally, because it was too blurry. But it's so good; just imagine it is not blurry.


What a heartthrob!


When we leave Aizay to his own devices, he often retires to his room for a little reading...



Aizay is very proud of the 1 pound he gained in the last three months, the 1 pound which has given him a cute toddler pot belly...

Thursday, November 24, 2005

Did the pilgrims have to co-pay?

Thanksgiving: turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, and a trip to the emergency room. Aizay fell down and hit his head on the corner of a wall. So, no, that's not a centipede on his forehead. It's six or seven stitches. It took three of us to hold 'im down, and a fourth to stitch him.

After a post-ER waffle, Aizay will go to bed, and then we'll have to wake him up every two hours to check on him. So, tomorrow should be a real joy, too.

When we sell the house someday, we'll tell prospective buyers that the blood stain on the wall is cranberry sauce.

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Time for a coffee break...


After emptying his kitchen tupperware/toy cabinet, Aizay looks quite fulfilled. We can only hope that in the future he can feel such satisfaction from doing chores, doing homework and going to work.

Monday, November 14, 2005

This little piggy smells like limburger

This is one of Aizay's favorite games, in which he presents his feet to us in order that we may smell them. Our part is to exclaim loudly at how smelly they are, with appropriate retching sounds.

Thursday, November 10, 2005

Here comes the tickle spider!


Aizay and Dave have a game they play together. Dave makes his hand "crawl" towards Aizay and in the end the spider tickles him, all while Dave warns him with the above phrase.

'stine

p.s. would you look at all those teeth!

Monday, October 31, 2005

Trick-or-treating for grant money might just pay off.


After a long day in the operating room, inventing new techniques on the fly in response to challenging surgical circumstances, Dr. Aizay is tired, but satisfied. "We-e-e-e-l-l, I guess surgeons the world over will call that the "Etler Maneuver," he thinks, reflecting back on a job well done. Another life. . . saved!

Well done, Dr. Aizay, well done.

Sunday, October 30, 2005

Here is Aizay playing and in the corner is a photo of baby Davey. Besides baby Davey's strange anti-halo, he and Aizay do not look completely unalike.

The picture I wish I had taken yesterday: Aizay discovered that under the wood chips at the playground, there is dirt. Once he found it, he began to fling it in the air like confetti while squealing with delight.

This morning I discovered that Aizay can write already! I found his letter to Santa...

Dear Santa (and those who hold lucrative sinecures while spending their days browsing axetler.blogspot.com in hopes of new posts),

I would like any track set or single train car from Brio or Thomas and Friends wooden railways. I think my Mommy and Daddy are getting me a Thomas starter set. (But Brio and Thomas tracks fit together and both take the others' trains so I can use additional pieces from either brand.) Oh yeah, and I also want this for our basement. I need somewhere to play in the winter and those kids at the mall play area are nasty. There was this one girl yesterday who pushed me to the ground 3 times, just cause I wanted to touch the spinny wheel thingy. No lie. And I know my mommy really wants this because I keep trying to get out of the stroller...You know I am a really good boy, Santa, because I like to eat veggies.

Sincerely,
Aiden Xavier

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Who is Aizay's best friend?


"You're Elmo's best friend!"; that's what Elmo says. Other things Elmo says: "Elmo's so happy!", "Elmo has so much fun playing with you!", "Let's go for a walk!". Notice how everything Elmo says deserves an exclamation point. Elmo goes a little overboard with the enthusiasm. If he had constipation, I am sure he would say, "Elmo is having lots of trouble pooping!" Anyway, I hope Aizay doesn't find out that Elmo tells every kid with a My Size Elmo that he is their "best friend".

Sunday, October 16, 2005

The Messy Eating Retrospective

Once I knew I would be posting the second messy eating picture in one week, I decided to look back at 9 months of eating pictures. As for the latest entry, Aizay broke into a bag of Hershey's chocolate nuggets and bit through the wrapper so he could eat one. Then he spit out the wrapper bite and kept on going. That's when we sat him in his highchair so he wouldn't spread chocolate everywhere. He kept on "eating" that one nugget but it looks like 80% of it ended up on his face.

Thursday, October 13, 2005

Next: Buffalo Wings

This is Aizay's saag face. Tonight for dinner, he had spicy vegetable curry and saag paneer. They were both a hit. (Aayesha, I think the saag paneer he had in utero gave him a taste for the stuff. Remember, never deny a pregnant woman spinach!)

Christine

p.s. Aizay is in the 25%ile for weight and the 85%ile for head circumference. We generally don't think his head looks that big. When I opened this photo I thought, oh yeah, his head is big. Not that big, but big. What do you think?

Sunday, October 09, 2005

Aizay hates comment spam

I've turned on Blogger's anti-spam feature, which means you have to enter a random series of letters into a special field after you've entered your comments. As much as Aizay will one day enjoy reading about herbal viagra and "shakespere fishing rods", I think we can all do without.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

SHHH

When we shush Aizay, he quiets down just long enough to shush back. Then, it's back to the hooting and hollering.

Thursday, October 06, 2005

The freakishly long Etler torso


I think Aizay has an extra vertebrae like his father. Although Dave denies that his spine is heteromorphic...Perhaps he will grow up to surpass his grandfather as the "world's tallest midget"...Although, when Dave's dad says that, I think he technically means dwarf. Of the little people, aren't midgets well-proportioned and dwarfs oddly proportioned (or "differently proportioned" to say it more sensitively)?

Christine

Friday, September 30, 2005

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

bing bang digarigadong


Aizay gets his swerve on for shizzle when he hears Bing Bang from the soundtrack of Lazytown.

Monday, September 26, 2005

Ain't he sweet?


Look at that smile, he's like a little angel. Well, perhaps an angel that takes more than the usual pleasure at making a mess, screaming when he wants something, horrible diapers, and refusing to eat his carefully microwaved lu -- oh, that explains it.

Saturday, September 24, 2005

say you ordered steak but they served you chicken...

...and to top it off, your server says, "I know you like chicken. I've seen you eat it before." This is how I imagine Aizay must feel when I give him cow's milk in a cup before bed. He's like an outraged consumer. While he is crying and pushing the cup away, I imagine him yelling, "This is outrageous! I ordered the magic juice!"

Christine

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Aizay fait sa toilette




Aizay loves brushing his teeth with his new baby toothbrush. He can do it himself! He cries when I take it away...Can anyone guess what he is holding in his right hand?

In other news, Aizay said "mama" Sunday and meant it. He was prostrate on the floor wallowing in abject desperation because I was actually leaving the room. That proved very motivating to him. And, of course, he got what he wanted because I went right to him when he called me "mama".

Christine

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

He's actually not crying over spilt milk

Aizay has figured out how to tilt his head waaay back to get his beverage. But he hasn't figured out how to keep it all in his mouth yet.

Dave, avert your eyes!



These are from Claire's birthday party a few weeks ago. Aizay found out he likes balloons and ice cream cake. He ate all his cake. I thought he was gonna barf but he didn't.

Christine

p.s. Dave can't stand it when Aizay makes a mess while eating. He really has to come to terms with that...

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Well! I never!

We told him, but he didn't care that wearing the napkin on his head might indicate a lack of good breeding.

Babies Gone Wild

Today we're in Lincoln, NE for a wedding. Our hotel is providing Aizay with the chance to enjoy the many pleasures of pay-per-view. I'm sure that will be reasonably priced.

Monday, August 29, 2005

Saturday, August 20, 2005

Monday, August 15, 2005

You call this a happy birthday?

So I figured that since Aizay is one year old, he is old enough to be a guinea pig. Here, he is angry because he thought when I mentioned stickers, I meant the Elmo kind, not the ones that are actually EEG electrodes. And he didn't like listening to those annoying, loud clicks either. I will reconsider how I will celebrate next year. And when he gets ice cream tonight, maybe he'll forgive me.

Christine

Sunday, August 14, 2005

Walking like a pro

To Aizay, this (almost deserted) hallway at the the Quad Cities airport felt like his own runway. I let him walk around for 10 minutes.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

One down, seventeen to go.


Happy 1st Birthday, Aizay!!!

We had a birthday party last Sunday, and Grandma and Grandpa and Great-Grandma joined us live via webcam and cellphone. Christine made him a tiny birthday pie (pear-pineapple-babyfood custard with pinapple chunks frosted with whipped cream...I'm hear to tell you, it was great). I know, I know, he's not really a year old yet, but I will driving back from Boston on his birthday.Posted by Picasa

Monday, August 08, 2005

No, no, the other end.


Aizay likes to help mommy with the laundry. For instance, he knew right away that an important part of the job involved wearing undies on his head. It only took him 3 hours to fold this pair of undies. He was a big help. Posted by Picasa

Friday, August 05, 2005

Road rage.


It's time for the he's-one-year-old photo session. Aizay shows us you're never too young to drive. I have it on good authority that despite his maniacal grin in this picture, it was not the easiest photo session--there was a lot of crying and mucus. Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Survival mode

Bliss! We're still alive after being on our own for four days.

Saturday, July 30, 2005

Who needs her, anyway?

So, this morning, Christine got on a plane for sunny California to attend a conference on cochlear implants. The organizers of this conference seem to think that the field is so vast and complex and weighty, the only way they can have a conference on it is if they make single parents out of the audiologists' spouses for six whole days. So:

Single father week begins.

The very first thing we did was go to the mall and visit the playground. I figured I'll get him tired so that Daddy can have some TV time. Worked like a charm. Now all I have to do is watch the tube. When he wakes up in 2 hours (hopefully), we'll go to the grocery store and pick up some paper plates, plastic cups and forks,and lots of frozen pizzas, and we should be all set. Not much of a plan, I know, but the weekend is still young.

Thursday, July 28, 2005

Two firsts today!

First: Aizay can discriminate between my mouth, chin and nose. He puts his index finger directly on the body part in question so I know definitively that he knows what he is doing. This morning, he performed with 100% accuracy over several randomly presented trials.

Second: Aizay actually said "bitch" this morning instead of the regular "bish". I made sure to keep my reaction to myself. I don't want him to understand that the utterance has meaning.

Christine

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Guess he likes seafood

Yesterday marked a momentous occasion. Okay, in the grand scheme of things, I guess it was just an occasion, but we thought it was pretty cool. Aizay said his first word: "fish". He said it during his research appointment, and they video everything. They gave us a DVD of it, from which we ripped the audio. Listen for it at 13 seconds.

Judging by his reaction to our reaction, he'll probably never say "fish" again.

Saturday, July 16, 2005

His eyes might be roughly the same size, but he and Sploshy have something in common after all.


Aizay is enjoying the new pool, which we had designed for him by famed landscape architect Rob Ermaide. It was expensive to hire such a leading light, but well worth it, I think you'll agree. Right after this picture was taken, we had to sedate Aizay because he'd short-circuited the pleasure center of his brain. Posted by Picasa

Aizay at the playground.

Sunday, July 10, 2005

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

It's like being at home, with more mosquitoes.

Last week, Aizay, Christine and I went camping with his grandparents. It was also a week of developmental milestones--pointing, waving bye-bye, and definite first steps were all tacked on to his repertoire.

Aizay and Grandpa are watching Wimbeldon in the RV. Posted by Picasa