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Glen’s First Birthday Cake

Mike — Mon, 11 Jan 2010 02:40:52 +0000

Today we gave Glen a small Birthday Cake, one that Grandma and Grandpa Dodge dropped by for him. As expected, he thoroughly enjoyed it. Here are some photos and footage of the event.

And…The Video!

Dodge Family News

Mike — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 17:40:29 +0000

Yesterday, we found a toy microphone while cleaning the house…and it led to a fun activity idea. I grabbed the camera, we set up a table and papers, and in no time we were filming “The Dodge Family News!” I doubt this will become a regular broadcast or anything, but the kids sure enjoyed it. A lot of fun. Here’s the low-quality version for online viewing pleasure.

Glen and his food

johanna — Mon, 13 Jul 2009 04:27:46 +0000

Tonight I tried to feed glen some carrots and potatoes. He will not open his mouth. I have to make him laugh just to get the spoon through, but lately he won’t even do that. He is becoming wise to my tactics. so finally I said, “here you do it” and I put down the spoon and bowl of food on his tray. He immediately picked up the spoon, opened his mouth wide and stuck the spoon in. All this time he just wanted to do it himself!

Carrots and Potatoes, Glen Style

Mike — Sun, 12 Jul 2009 23:57:51 +0000

Mommy tried giving Glen some Carrots and Potatoes today, but he wasn’t digging it. He was, however, excited to try using the spoon for himself. Here’s the obligatory, oh-so-cute imagery of the event. The kid’s got mad motor skills – got the spoon into his mouth on the first try!

The False Alarm

Mike — Sat, 20 Dec 2008 19:14:26 +0000

Date: Tuesday, December 16th, 2008.
Time: approx. 5:30 PM.
Place: Somewhere around 3300 S. on I-15.

Normally I try to remember to call Johanna when I am leaving work, so she knows how long to cook dinner and when to expect me home. This day was no different…or so I thought.

The call started out like most of them do, with the “Hey there”, “Howdy”, “Where you at?” “Driving on the freeway with Dad” sort of stuff. But then, something amiss.

“Ask your Dad to be on call tonight.”

“What do you mean…wait…you’re thinking it could be tonight?”

“Yeah, I’ve been miserable all day, and these things are coming every 5 minutes or so.”

Needless to say, I told Dad, called and told Mom, and when I got home, we packed overnight gear for the kids. By the time that was done, Johanna was miserable at regular 3 minute increments. En route to Mom and Dad’s house, we stopped by Apollo Burger for a sort of “Last Supper” before the big night. But then, a strange thing started to happen.

After eating, the cramps slowed, got irregular timing, and by the time we were at Mom and Dad’s house, she couldn’t tell me what was going on. Just to be safe, she said, let’s leave the kids here, and go home. If I go into labor, we won’t have to make any detours, we can just head straight for the hospital.

And that is how Johanna got the best night of sleep she has had in over 8 months.

And still, we wait.