Snapshots on Sagres

Hello again!

Shea didn't sleep well last night, waking up once an hour throughout the night. However, he's been soundly asleep since about 5:00 AM. I, however, couldn't get back to sleep, so I've put together these posts. At least you get to enjoy the fruits of this early rising.

For some reason, in my post about trips to Boston back in July, I failed to post pictures of our tour of one of the tall ships. We waited in line for nearly an hour, but at last got to step aboard one of the ships, the Sagres out of Portugal. It was a gorgeous day and we really had a blast, as you saw in the earlier post of him playing in the sprinkler in Boston Common (I'll post a video of him dancing later that day too). I think these are some of my best pictures despite my lack of photographic ability. I'm waiting for the day I can follow Shawn around like a little child when he goes on a photo shoot, absorbing all that I can.

Anyway, enjoy these pictures!
Love,
Doug, Jess, and Shea

I really wish I had some photographic talent to capture the perfect lighting conditions here at Rowes Wharf.

Jess was trying to contain Shea while we waited in line to walk aboard the SSV Sagres

The wait was well worth it once Shea got to pull on bell lanyards and spin the steering wheel.

"This is way better than steering Mama's car."

"Pulling these lines and standing watch really wears a kid out!"

This is my favorite picture of Shea of all time! I can't truly tell you how this picture makes me feel. It's absolutely perfect! The look on his face, his hand position, the fact that he's looking up at the sails makes me so very proud as a Dad and fellow sailor. I intend to make prints for anyone who wants one, so let me know if you're interested.
I'm going to send it to the American Sail Training Association for their use once I learn how to properly protect my rights.

Trucks

Hello again.
Here are a few more pics from events earlier this month. Salem has an event every year that's perfect for toddlers. They gather a bunch of big trucks together so kids can climb aboard, play around, and honk the horns. Thankfully for the neighbors, the park is in a less densely populated neighborhood and only lasts 2 hours, as the kids went absolutely nuts with respect to honking the horns. We nearly had to wear earplugs walking past these trucks as you never know when the horn would blast. They had an old firetruck, a dump truck, a tow truck, and some construction vehicles. He loved it! Here are some pictures from the event. He liked the trash truck the best. I guess he wants to take after his dad, as when I was about 4 years old I wanted to be a trashman. Dinosaurs scared me, so I didn't want to work with Fred Flintstone; my Dad's work seemed dangerous (a guy got his fingers chopped off in a saw just before I made this declaration); and since a trashman was the only other profession that I knew about, a trashman it was for me! We'll see about his professional aspirations, as music seems to be his liking right now, but we'll make sure he gets to pursue any career path he chooses.

Enjoy!
Love,
Doug, Jess, and Shea

"A firetruck! Wew, wew, wew, bah, bah!"
(that's Shea speak for the sounds the fire truck makes)
One of the cutiest things he does is says that the firetruck and ambulances are "crying" when their sirens blare. We say that that's because they're sad that people are hurt and that houses are on fire and want to get there as fast as they can to help those in need.

Uncle Eric would have loved checking out this old firetruck. The bell had a manual lanyard, so Shea loved it too!

"Ding, ding, ding! Get out of the way!" yells Shea, as he yanks on the bell lanyard.
Jess is bothered by the smell of the trash truck parked beside the fire truck.

Is it me, or does Jess's expression seem just a bit maniacal to you too? It's almost as if she's telling Shea to steer right for me! I should probably sign that check for the insurance policy just in case. No, you don't get 50 points for hitting dada!

This trash truck was a perfect fit for Shea. It also had one of the loudest horns of all of the fleet!

Shea tried his hand as a tow-truck driver, but really preferred the trash truck.

This is more Shea's size though. The Cat in the Hat was a good travel companion too.

Three Songs Full...Almost

Hey everyone!
I'm sorry it's been such a long time since I've posted anything. I've been working nearly non-stop for some time, including weekends, so time has not been all that available. There's a slow spot at work, so I get to have my weekends back for at least a week or two. I'm hoping to put up a few posts during this downtime.

Shea's been doing really well after getting over a bad bout of hand, foot, and mouth disease earlier this month. He and Jess met Grandma and Grandpa for a week on the Cape the first week of August. I joined them for the last 2 days where we rode bicycles, walked on the beach, played in tide pools, splashed in the surf, and had some great quality family time. Since then, he's actually been eating well. I guess all of that beach play made him hungry. However, just when we were getting used to this new way of life (i.e., Shea actually eating his dinner), his appetite waned. We think he's getting in his 2-year molars, as he's been a tad warm, gnawing on everything and anything, cuddling and not wanting to do much physical activity, and, of course, not eating anything. Other than that, he's been talking up a storm, impressing us each and every day with what he picks up. He knows most of his letters, has finally mastered his colors, is beginning to use pronouns correctly, can count up to thirty (including "twenty-teen") and can actively count up to about five items. He really enjoys singing and dancing. We went to O'Neil's this Friday so he could dance to some good Irish music (with the occasional Beatles and Van Morrison song thrown in for good measure). We'll have to make this a habit again just like we used to do before Shea entered our lives. We've been recording some of his antics and are working to edit them down for posting.

I've posted a clip of him singing three of his favorite songs below. The title is Three Songs Full (almost) because as he was singing his "A, B, C's," he was also digging through the cabinets. After he sang "LMNOP," he pulled down a bottle of soy sauce onto the top of our tea jar, sending it crashing onto the floor and smashing it into a million pieces. He kept on singing, but I obviously had to stop recording to clean up the mess. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

Love,
Doug, Jess, and Shea