Atom actually helped his Mom during one of his feedings this week. Powerful synapse fired in his brain setting off multiple thought processes, muscle contractions and super human determination ending with a grand result...a wide open mouth at the appropriate time. Sublime.
Now you may be thinking "Big deal. I open and close my mouth everyday." This may not be a big deal to you Mr. Big Shot but for Atom it was monumental.
Even though Atom is becoming smarter everyday he doesn't always used his new found brilliance for good. In fact he seems to be channeling it into creative endeavors and in-animate object impressions. Even though we encourage him and want his imagination to blossom, there is a time and place for everything.
Say, we might think it is a good idea for him to get into his car seat so we can go somewhere, well, he has decided his car seat is the perfect stage to work on his impression of a stiff board. Say, we think it would be a good idea to change his dirty stinky diaper, well, he usually decides laying like a board on his stomach is much more interesting. Say, we think his high chair would be a good spot to eat, well, again Atom has decided that his chair is the perfect spot for practicing aforementioned board impression. (I have to admit he really does do a good board. Make sure to check out his show next time your in town.)
Every day it is board here, board there, board upside down. So you can imagine our delight when, after a long performance of board sticking out of a high chair, he quietly ate with his mommy. Opening and closing his mouth without coaxing and at the appropriate times.
Maybe he was just giving us a false sense of security before his next performance of crying board sticking out of a stroller but for that brief moment it sure did feel like we might have tamed this strange creature that is Atom.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Day 216: Unbridled Joy
The last few weeks have been action packed with Atom. If he is tired and hungry, he cries. If his mom reads his favorite book, he laughs. Sounds so simple, right? If you are happy you should laugh about it. But at some point most people start to censor themselves and no longer do they throw their heads back and cackle at a funny face or a fart noise. Adults learn to guard their emotions. They learn the power of emotions. They learn to master, some of us better than others, their emotions. And this is necessary to have a community or society. I get that. But it is hard to believe that the pure optimistic melody created by Atom's riotous roars someday might be bridled.
The story of Peter Pan never really resonated with me growing up. I liked the pirate aspect I guess but I could just as easily have been entertained by an episode of Hong Kong Phooey. As I got older I intellectually understood the idea of needing to keep that sense of wonder in the world to be happy but emotionally it still seemed like an odd story to me. You have the jerky guy in green tights, a suspicious little fairy, children without adult supervision, all on one side, and then these funny looking Pirates on the other. Just weird.
But as I sit back and let Atom's laughs naturally resonate throughout my numbed grey matter it makes me think maybe there really was something to that Pan fellow. It is hard not to smile or laugh when Atom falls into one of his belly busting laughing fits. I wonder if all babies are capable spreading this sound? And if so why haven't I heard it before? Why does laughter suddenly sound so different? I have heard perhaps thousands of people laugh. Even some at incredibly inappropriate times. I can even tell the difference between fake and real laughs…but this…his laugh, it is something that I was completely unprepared for.
The story of Peter Pan never really resonated with me growing up. I liked the pirate aspect I guess but I could just as easily have been entertained by an episode of Hong Kong Phooey. As I got older I intellectually understood the idea of needing to keep that sense of wonder in the world to be happy but emotionally it still seemed like an odd story to me. You have the jerky guy in green tights, a suspicious little fairy, children without adult supervision, all on one side, and then these funny looking Pirates on the other. Just weird.
But as I sit back and let Atom's laughs naturally resonate throughout my numbed grey matter it makes me think maybe there really was something to that Pan fellow. It is hard not to smile or laugh when Atom falls into one of his belly busting laughing fits. I wonder if all babies are capable spreading this sound? And if so why haven't I heard it before? Why does laughter suddenly sound so different? I have heard perhaps thousands of people laugh. Even some at incredibly inappropriate times. I can even tell the difference between fake and real laughs…but this…his laugh, it is something that I was completely unprepared for.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Day 200: Atom vs Punk Music
Babies don't like Punk music. There I said it.
It semi breaks my heart but it is becoming pretty clear Atom doesn't see the point when it comes to Punk. I am not even talking about hard core Punk or anything. I am talking about the more "easy listening" varietals like Rancid.
I had this vision that he and I would sit around listening to mp3's, streaming audio, or whatever the listening method is when he is old enough to have an intelligent conversation about the subtle nuances that make some bands great and others forgettable. The both of us sipping coffee from our mobile devices listening to streaming Swinging Utters on our Teleporter Toaster 3000 that "Not only evenly toasts your bread but also sends it piping hot right to your breakfast table!" Ah, the future you can't come soon enough.
Now Atom does listen and enjoy "non-traditional" baby music. Our friends introduced us to the Candy Band which sing "punked-out" versions of songs like "The Wheels on the Bus", "Over the Rainbow" and "I've Been Working on the Railroad" and Atom seems to thoroughly enjoy them. But they aren't really punk songs. They use the same style and pace of many punk songs but they obviously lack the angst filled anarchy that dissipates when describing how the windows on the bus go up and down.
One would think baby music would be a prefect fit for Punk. They both share fairly basic themes, lots of repetition, and at times rudimentary beats. The rub is in the attitude. One can't totally get away with a lot of attitude in baby music. Candy Band does a good job balancing attitude and accessibility (kids probably don't have nightmares after listening to them) but it is deceiving because it really isn't deep rooted attitude even though it feels like it on the surface.
So I guess for now Atom and I will listen to lots of different types of baby music and strive to build a robust palette of musical interests. When his treads are worn down a little more maybe we will revisit Punk until then I guess he will be like most other babies skipping the mosh pits in favor of a good cry.
It semi breaks my heart but it is becoming pretty clear Atom doesn't see the point when it comes to Punk. I am not even talking about hard core Punk or anything. I am talking about the more "easy listening" varietals like Rancid.
I had this vision that he and I would sit around listening to mp3's, streaming audio, or whatever the listening method is when he is old enough to have an intelligent conversation about the subtle nuances that make some bands great and others forgettable. The both of us sipping coffee from our mobile devices listening to streaming Swinging Utters on our Teleporter Toaster 3000 that "Not only evenly toasts your bread but also sends it piping hot right to your breakfast table!" Ah, the future you can't come soon enough.
Now Atom does listen and enjoy "non-traditional" baby music. Our friends introduced us to the Candy Band which sing "punked-out" versions of songs like "The Wheels on the Bus", "Over the Rainbow" and "I've Been Working on the Railroad" and Atom seems to thoroughly enjoy them. But they aren't really punk songs. They use the same style and pace of many punk songs but they obviously lack the angst filled anarchy that dissipates when describing how the windows on the bus go up and down.
One would think baby music would be a prefect fit for Punk. They both share fairly basic themes, lots of repetition, and at times rudimentary beats. The rub is in the attitude. One can't totally get away with a lot of attitude in baby music. Candy Band does a good job balancing attitude and accessibility (kids probably don't have nightmares after listening to them) but it is deceiving because it really isn't deep rooted attitude even though it feels like it on the surface.
So I guess for now Atom and I will listen to lots of different types of baby music and strive to build a robust palette of musical interests. When his treads are worn down a little more maybe we will revisit Punk until then I guess he will be like most other babies skipping the mosh pits in favor of a good cry.
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Thursday, August 19, 2010
Day 193: Atom at a Crawl!
No I didn't just recently find the upload video buttons on this blog...even if I did, and I am not saying I did, you have to admit it has been a video worthy few weeks.
Eating solid food, drinking water, and crawling required more than just a still image if I was going to make an attempt at capturing the excitement around our house.
Don't worry in the weeks to come I will find a happy medium between my blah blah blah's and video renditions of his cha cha cha's. But in the mean time enjoy Atom in all his 24 fps glory, once again.
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