You were probably thinking WOW, did Adrienne leave Matt and Reese?. . . . . the answer is YES, but she left me for a three day "work" trip to Las Vegas for an Oracle Software convention. If you haven't figured it out, this is Matt writing this here blog posting. Adrienne (the Captain), relinquished the helm to her assiduous husband. As such, a direct order was issued by the Captian to update the blog.
Since I was in DFW last weekend for Father's Day, we celebrated Father's Day on Saturday morning with my parents. We met up at the traditional Sicinski Family hangout, Empire Cafe on Westheimer, for a Saturday morning breakfast. The entire Sicinski crew was in attendance (Scott (my twin brother), Chris (my older brother), Adrienne, Reese, myself, my mom, and my Dad).
My brothers and I are very lucky to have been blessed with a Dad as good as my Dad. Happy Father's Day Pops! We don't say it enough, but we love you!
Reese was well behaved, but still doesn't like to be held by anyone except for Adrienne or myself. Everytime someone other than Adrienne or myself tried to hold her, she would go Ape Sh--t. Adrienne and I have reached the conclusion that the only way for someone to hold her, and have a successful experience, is for Reese to be held at our house. I guess she feels comfortable being held in familiar surroundings.
Here is a picture of Reese at Empire Cafe:
After breakfast, we went home to catch our breath and then we headed to Isabella's First Birthday party at Hermann Park. Isabella is the daughter of Mark and Valerie Jones (Mark is my roommate from Angelo State). We tried to stay for the duration of the party, but Reese wasn't "Feelin" the outside. As you can see from the picture, she didn't like leaving the Air Conditioning:
At about 3pm on Saturday we finally arrived back home and put Reese down for a much needed nap. Barry Goss (a former colleague from EY), stoped by and dropped of a baby bed he was no longer using. Grandma Fredda was looking for a bed to put in her guest room so Reese will have a place to stay. I am still hesitant about leaving Reese alone over night without Adrienne or myself, but my defenses are weakening and at some point I will be an appeaser just like Neville Chamberlain was with Nazi Germany in 1938.
Grandma Fredda also stoped by to see Reese. Here are some pictures of Grandma Fredda and Baby Reese:
Adrienne and I also decided to have a "Grown Up Only" dinner on Saturday night. We gave the conn to Grandma Ruth and met up with Todd and Leslie Bazin for dinner at Houstons. We had a good time catching up with the Bazin's and they brought by their house plans for a house they are in the process of building.
On Sunday morning, I woke up early and went running at Rice University and came back home and mowed the front yard. Adrienne, Grandma Ruth, Reese, and myself ate lunch and then Adrienne had to leave her baby girl for that boring place called Las Vegas. I don't know how many Oracle geeks were in Las Vegas, but I am sure it was a bunch (is a CPA calling an Oracle IT person a geek? . . . I think the pot is calling the Kettle black). Reese and I were sad to see the Baby Momma go, but Adrienne handed the conn to myself and off we went. Since taking the conn, the following has happened:
1.) She pooped twice on Sunday (all after Adrienne left H-Town)
2.) She ate an entire bowl of baby cereal
3.) She made eating motions while she ate the cereal (normally we just say a prayer and hope she swallows the cereal)
4.) She went Ape Sh---t when I tried to put her down to sleep on Monday night (I had to let her "Cry It Out" because it became clearly evident that she was happy, full, warm, and had a dry diaper . . . she kept crying when I would leave the room, but would be quiet when I got near her). I called the Captain (Adrienne), and she gave me permission to commence Operation CRY IT OUT. The mission was successful in 20 minutes (she is sound asleep right now).
Until next time, PEACE!
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