Get fit with Sloane

Video: Get Fit with Sloane 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hcIhyWO6m_A

She's getting too strong. I'm afraid she might soon overtake me. I gotta stop feeding her protein. However until she learns to take criticism about her technique she won't maximize her potential. It's 70% mental. The other half is physical. 

Sloane's core workout:

Step 1: Do four-and-a-half sit-ups

Step 2: Start crying

Step 3: Eat for an hour

Step 4: Pass out

Bonus smiley video!

Jess took some great video a couple of weeks ago but I've been having a heck of a time trying to upload it here. As such, it's been loaded to YouTube and can be viewed here.

Jess says please ignore the annoying voice. She was having too much fun and got excited.

Orcharding

Not too much to report here, other than to share a few photos. Today (Saturday) we decided was a fine day to go to the Cherokee apple "orchard." "Orchard" is being rather kind to the approximately six sad trees that were so depressed at where they were they just gave up and dropped all their apples on the ground long ago. Instead of picking them from the trees ourselves in a fun family activity, they  were instead boxed up for us from a closet of some kind. This combined the excitement of waiting with the ambiance of cigarette smoke and dead flies.

Note: 1 bushel = a lot of freaking apples (actual conversion).


I hope all you people enjoy apples because that's what you're getting for Christmas. And your birthday. For the next 12 years.

Orchard girls. 

The eight minutes we spent here was incredibly exciting. 

Other photos

Baby Conan?

Pay no attention to the baby. Instead focus on the flowers on the right side that Jess' wonderful husband bought her because he's romantic and junk.

She always looks at mom like this. Unfairsauce.

Sloane helping mom get ready for school, giving her an early look at indecisiveness and the melodrama that is "I don't have any clothes!" as she sits amongst a bed full of what appear to be clothes. 

Some more "firsts"

Well, if you'e been following this blog (and why wouldn't you be?), you'll know that this past Thursday was the dreaded BS Day (BabySitter Day). Sloane was so excited about it she decided to get up early several times before morning! The final time was around 5, and mom got up to feed her breakfast. Once again, it was milk. You'd think on such a special day she would get something different. Of course, I didn't monitor this feeding, so it's possible she received chocolate milk or Cinnamon Toast Crunch instead. I don't really know how women's bodies work, though I don't think it's like a continental-breakfast-cereal-dispenser type of deal.

Mom got Sloane looking very cute (though she could wear overalls or a suit of armor and she'd still be ridiculously cute). It was hard to say goodbye but Jess said the day went by really fast. Our babysitter (Nichol) is just awesome. She gave us a report and Sloane was awesome (she must take after her father). She's been the star of day care and has made a lot of new friends (though I still don't see what she brings to the relationship, other than being very snuggly). I was introduced to a few of the other day care children. A very talkative bunch. I don't remember any of their names, so I'm just calling everyone a different Transformer name. Jess said the day wasn't easy and was very excited to come home. Needless to say Sloane and I were happy to have her back.

Today (Saturday) we were privileged to have a full house of family. Grandma and Grandpa Weishaar came up along with Great Aunt Pat, Great Grandma McCain and Great Aunt Carol, the latter three all the way from Colorado. Thanks to them for making the journey to Cherokee!

Not long ago we also had our first professional family photos taken by one of my talented colleagues. They turned out great. I'll be posting them as soon as they are returned (though we may have to save one to surprise everyone at Christmas). This was a fun experience (save for the bugs). I must admit it is difficult to balance about an hour of "good sunlight" with a baby that may or may not be hungry & sleepy and generally doesn't respond well to directions (is it that hard to smile on command? I mean, come on.). On top of this it was a nice day with little wind, meaning the bugs were out in full force. Jennifer the Photographer did a great job. We loved the locations! Even though we did have to hike down a ditch, over a barbed-wire fence and try to remain motionless next to a cornfield with bugs swarming around. We also didn't see Shoeless Joe anywhere. I was very disappointed.

Okay, enough blabbering. You just want some photos.

Looking spiffy on her way to the babysitter. It's not good when your baby dresses better than you do. I can't fit into any of her clothes either. Yes, I've tried.

First day at the sitter's/Jess back-to-school

Four generations of McCains: Jackie, Kay, Jessie, Sloane

My new "hold." No, I don't know what I'm doing but she likes it so hush.

Sloane likes to pose when she sleeps. 

It was a long day. 

Sloane is 2 months old

It's hard to believe just two months ago Sloane was still inside Jess and I was all "Oh, it's probably nothing. But being the hero and medical professional we both know I am, why don't you call the hospital and have them tell you there's nothing to be concerned about so you can put your mind at ease. Stop, Jess, I told you there's no need to bow to me after every wise decision I make."

It went something like that. And then we had a baby. Everything was easy after that. Ha ha!

Since the last update, Sloane visited grandma and grandpa Weishaar in Perry and Skyped with grandma and grandpa Van De Walle (today, actually). Grandpa V. was apparently hopeful we had taught Sloane "tricks" but unfortunately she disappointed him. So far I am unable to get her to:

1. Hold a golf club properly
2. Speak
3. Stop crying when I clearly and politely ask her
4. Mow the yard
5. Fetch (slippers, drinks, mail, remote, etc.)

We had the pleasure of aunt Alyse's company this weekend while I attended a Louis CK show with Steve and Kate while Jess was stuck here with her weekend class. Thanks for babysitting Alyse! And thanks to Kate's parents for their wonderful hospitality.

We're currently working on sleeping through the night, which works approximately 3/7 times. Like the Twins, her batting average must increase in order to please her lifetime ticket holders. Tips are most welcome.

Thursday is "BS Day" (Baby Sitter Day), an appropriate moniker for this historic and sad day according to Jess (it is BS that she has to go back to work and BS that Sloane can't accompany her). I will be driving her (Sloane) to Storm Lake every day and drop her off at the sitter's (both of us are really excited with Sloane meeting Nichol, one of my college advisors who rocks more than watching Ironman with Abraham Lincoln). I'm sure our morning routine will be rocked a bit until we establish a new one. Wish us luck.

All three of us look forward to next weekend when Sloane meets great grandma Jackie as well as aunt Pat and aunt Carol! Then at the end of the month we found out we may have another visit from grandma and grandpa V and hopefully soon great grandma and grandpa Yanecek! (sorry grandpa, she's already a Hawkeye fan. When I accidentally flipped to a Cyclone football game she expressed her displeasure in a most violent and smelly way. Yes, I did teach her that).

And now for some more photos!

Mar Mar with Sloane in duck pajamas (not made from real ducks) 

Sloane extra comfy with grandpa Weishaar

The naked baby photo!

Naked baby!

Jess is telling me it's not a "butt." It's a "fanny." (She's getting some chunky legs. Again, I'm talking about Sloane. This needs to be clear.)

Duck PJs! I gotta get some of those.

Sloane's favorite place. 

Aunt Annie feeding Sloane. 

Oh, and we just got a new Flip camera-like device for quickly and easily recording/posting video. I'm just experimenting but it looks pretty good. These videos aren't all that exciting, unfortunately. I need to hire Michael Bay to add some Transformers and explosions. Anyway, enjoy the moving pictures.