My Experiences as a Father... July 5 to August 4, 2002 (39th month)

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Sunday, August 4, 2002
I was screwing some screws into wood and Maeve said she wanted to screw in some screws, too.  We went to Home Depot to get some acoustical ceiling tiles so Maeve would have something soft enough to screw into.  Maeve got a screw driver from my tool bag.  She had been getting out washers, and she knew about the screws in the same drawer.  She got out the screws and screwed three into the ceiling tiles all by herself.  In the past when I've seen her try stuff like that, she's had trouble getting her hands to do it right.  Now I have to start to plan out which projects around the house she can take care of for me.
 

Thursday, August 1, 2002
Maeve and Hilde went for a doctor visit today.  Maeve was 36.25 inches tall and weighed 25 lbs.  Hilde was 30 inches tall and weighed 21 lbs 11 oz.

Hilde got a shot and didn't even cry.  Then we had to get blood drawn.  Again, Hilde didn't even cry.  That seems a little weird.  Maeve made up for Hilde, though.  Maeve cried more after it was all done than she cried while it was happening.  When she went to the grocery store she wouldn't bend her arm; she kept it straight.  After she got home, she fell asleep on the living room floor with her arm straight out and whimpering until she fell asleep.
 

Sunday, July 28, 2002
Jill's parents came to visit for a few days.  Her father was helping me replace some pipes under the kitchen sink, put in a new faucet and replace the water line to the automatic ice maker in the refrigerator.  While I was finishing up the connections for the faucet under the sink, Jill's father was pulling out the refrigerator to disconnect the old water line.  Maeve asked what he was doing.  I said he was trying to take our refrigerator home, and that Maeve should tell him that it wouldn't fit in his car.  Maeve yelled, "Grandpa, that won't fit in your car!" every time she saw him trying to move it.
 

Saturday, July 27, 2002
Jill and I were arguing over who should change Hilde's dirty diaper.  I asked Maeve who should change Hilde.  She said, "Leave it in there for days."
 

Tuesday, July 23, 2002
Hilde walks pretty well now, but she doesn't talk.  When she sees someone with something she wants to eat, she opens her mouth and tries to get close to that person.  When Jill is standing at the kitchen counter making a meal, Hilde will walk up to her with her mouth open.  Jill says she feels like a mother bird feeding baby birds by putting food in their open mouths.
 

Sunday, July 21, 2002
Jill is teaching Vacation Bible School this week.  They have a circus theme this year, and all of the teachers are supposed to dress up as some circus person.  Jill decided to go as the tattooed woman.  We got a bundle of temporary tattoos and Maeve helped Jill put them on.  Hilde kept pointing at them.

Maeve came and asked me if she could get a tattoo when she gets older.  I told her that she could, but she had to make sure it would look good being on her body forever.  I explained that Grandpa would look silly with a "Hello Kitty" or "Blues Clues" tattoo.
 

Friday, July 12, 2002
I don't know how this discussion came up, but today Maeve told Jill that she couldn't run away.  Maeve said that Jill was married to me, and I didn't like to feed Hilde.  I hope that's enough to keep Jill around.
 

Wednesday, July 10, 2002
Hilde has been playing peekaboo for a while by putting things over her face and then uncovering her face.  Today she put something on her face and started walking around.  She thought she was so funny.  Unlike Maeve, however, she knows how to have it not totally cover her eyes, so she can still see where she is going.
 

Tuesday, July 9, 2002
Jill called today to say that Hilde was going through her wallet.  She couldn't remember how old Maeve was when she started going through Jill's wallet, but Jill said that Hilde was being pretty thorough.
 

Saturday, July 6, 2002
Hilde has started saying "da da da da da".  I tell Hilde she can just stop with "dad", and doesn't have to say "daddy".
 


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