I just spent some time this afternoon, re-reading some of the blogs I had written over three years ago. Kind of weird. Kind of cool. But mostly they did what I wanted them to do. They were a reminder of a time that I knew would fade from my memory. But I did fail in the sense that I wanted to have something for my son to see and read, about a time that he will never remember. Seeing as how I can not go back and change things, we begin anew and so it goes.
Shaan is now almost three years old. He is the angel/devil incarnate. He is rail thin and appears smart as a whip. He talks like a champ, pronouncing words correctly and doing so in full sentences.
Some sad news to report along the way. My sister in law and her husband are getting a divorce. No more on that.
I have joined a new law practice - which was right around the time that I stopped writing the blog. I am the sole immgiration practioner, make my own hours and overall love the job. Good stuff.
My wife is good as always. We will be married 7 years next May. I still dont know why she stays with me. We have started an annual Thanksgiving tradition, with the second year taking place a month ago.
Shaan's favorite things right now are TV and things TV related, his mother, claiming he is a princess and playing ball. My wife and I have talked about the princess thing. But how do you talk to a 2 year old about sexuality. You dont. He will be who he is. He sees so many princess figures on TV - disney, etc.
He loves to rough house - jumping, kicking, hitting, throwing amongst the top things, that he loves doing.
A while back I bought him a baseball tee and bat and ball. Now this may just be a proud parent speaking, but he hits the ball clean off the tee without hitting the tee itself. Thats just good hand eye cooridination. Time to start obsessing over it.
Some highlights over the summer were 2 close friends weddings. One highlighted by the greatest pub crawl ever - 70 people, matching shirts, 10 bars, 10 hours of drinking, people dressed as animals. Solid. A posting unto itself will be reserved for the event, forever to be known as The Crawl.
Spend labor day weekend at a lake and took the boy in boat that I got to captain. A Vegas trip with my brother, two lost nannies to stealing and drinking(they were sisters, only one was stealing and drinking).
Will write more later. It feels good to write again.
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Landed on your blog via Google Alerts. Couple of comments, I love the name Shaan (isn't it Indian?). I have a 2 year old who is totally into Dora and not so much into Diego and just like you mention...its FINE!!
Vishal,
Thank you for stopping by. Imagine my surprise to log on to write a post after about 11 months and then log back on the next day to find a comment.
Shaan is an Indian name. We named him after our friend Sean(who is of Irish decent) but wanted to keep some indianness to it. People sometimes pronounce it like "Shane", but mostly they get it.
Are for the princess thing. Its a phase, much like his love of waffles, his love of screaming and of course his inability to use the toilet.
What is your child's name? 2 is a great age, but just so very tiring and really sets out what type of parent one will be. Thus far I am the type that caves in on anything.
Shaan - Sean ...I like that. We had a tough time picking a relatively Indian name which would not be so much of a challenge for people here to pronounce.
We named him Neev (means foundation). Talk about it being tiring. He is totally into his 'terrible twos' and we still don't have an answer for his tantrums and yelling and crying at the drop of a hat.
I am lucky to have an extremely patient wife during these challenging times.
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