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Vocabulary

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It’s been too long since I’ve posted last, but honestly nothing all too exciting has been happening. Riley has been keeping us on our toes this spring. Every waking moment he’s telling us that he wants to go “out-si” == outside. When we went in for his 18 month checkup the doctor asked me how many words Riley knew. I thought about it for a second and said, “6″. The doc gave me a funny look and said he should easily know 10-20 by now. So I started counting again and came up with 12 easily. He said they didn’t even need to be actual words, but some sort of gibber-gabber that we understood the meaning of.

So here’s my attempt at a translation table between Riley-speak and English:

Riley’s Word English Phrase
out-si Outside -He wants to go out side NOW, not later. NOW.
Mor More - He wasn’t done with what you gave him. Give him it back or give him more of it
Pees Please - This is a new one. He’s learning quickly that he can get anything he wants by just saying “Pees” all cute like
Jew Juice- He knows the difference between juice and water. He asked for “Jew” but you gave him water. He’ll tell you that you’re wrong..quite loudly
No No
Cuck Truck - It took him awhile to figure out the difference between a truck and a car. But he’s got it down
Choo-Choo Train - Any large moving object that is pulling a trailer, e.g. semi trucks, are Riley’s version of trains
Car Car - What he hates getting into in the morning. He uses it as a sort of warning shot. If he says “car” to you and you were planning on putting him in one, you have been found out and he’s about to show you exactly what he thinks about getting into one.
Poop Poop - First thing to do is to check Riley’s pants. If he has no poop, then check for poop around the house that might have been left by a dog
Coat Coat - Always accompanies “Out-si”. We have him trained well that he needs a coat and a hat to go outside.
A Tree A Tree - Just found this one out while typing this up. He pointed to a tree and told me it was “a tree”

Every day Riley tells us something new. We just hold our breath every time and hope it’s not a curse word.

5 Year Dental Checkup

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Well, it was that time of the decade again, time for my 5 year dental checkup. When I was a child my parents were very strict about our dentist visits. Every 6 months we would get poked, prodded, and chastised for not flossing. To this day, though, I have had very little dental problems.
The fact of the matter is, I should have gotten braces when I was a kid. I should have had my bottom teeth realigned somehow. My parents asked the dentist when I was 14 about it but he said that I should wait until I was 18 to see how puberty shook out. Well, puberty didn’t solve anything.

Fast forward to 2001. I managed to crack my own tooth with my upper jaw. Because my teeth are off kilter the top teeth crunch down on the wrong spot on my bottom teeth. In 2001 I went to the dentist for the first time in 5 years to correct the problem.

Fast forward to September 2006. Because my jaw is still misaligned I managed to chip/crack the same tooth that had the problem in 2001. My jaw began to ache and became sensitive to cold weather.

Fast forward to today, after yet-another-5-year-sabbatical I went back to the dentist today. The hygienist was a little put off by the fact that I hadn’t been to see any dentist in 5 years but after a few minutes she said to her own surprise, “Wow, everything looks good. It’s like you were here 6 months ago.” I chalk that up to my toothbrush.
The dentist was a very large Russian man. He was quite intimidating but also quite nice. He was able to confirm that I had cracked my own tooth yet again. He told me that my filling will need to be replaced and that he felt it was a very “basic” filling (a.k.a. I had a shotty job done last time). I was a little perturbed by his statement because I had gone to a large corporate dentist office last time. I assumed because it was part of my actual insurer’s medical clinics that they would do the best job. According to this dentist, that was not the case. And the lousy job probably contributed to the repeat problem.

So, back I go next week to finish up the job. I hope this time they will heed my warning about Novocaine (I need lots of it).

Stupid doctors

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I went to the doc’s today. I have a lump on my right knee. It is a little concerning because it’s causing me some pain. Turns out that it’s nothing more then some fluid/cyst/soft tissue on my knee. It doesn’t help the fact that it hurts every once in awhile when I’m working around the house. Nonetheless they didn’t remove any appendages so I consider it a win for me.

You may wonder what I have been up to over the past two months. Well, nothing special really. I’ve had my nose to the grindstone at work which has made playing around at home not a top priority. I’ve been trying to keep the wife and dogs happy. I’ve been trying to finish as well as start some new projects around the house. Courtney and I started sanding down some old end tables that we acquired from her parents. The tables have years of paint layered on. It has taken me 3 weeks and 3 new sanders to finish the first end table. I’m having second thoughts about finishing the other end table.


So, that’s been my life for the last 2 months. Court and I have just kept on rollin’. If you were to ask me to summarize the summer in one word blurbs it would be: concerts, shows, horses, yard, cars, houses, and work.