Archive for March, 2009


Gettin’ Down

March 18, 2009

I realize that every parent believes and sets forth that their child is far and away more gifted than any other. I also understand that as Coleman’s dad I’m going to be a little biased.

But, watch the following video and tell me if he’s not exceptional for his age. (I mean, how many seven-week olds can get down like that–and with the governor of Alaska no less.)


If you want to show yourself with similar talent just go to You’ll have a blast!


Happy Birthday!

March 12, 2009
Mom & Son

My Favorite People In The World

Today is Kolette’s birthday. This June the two of us will have been married 17 years. In those years I have seen beauty and courage the likes of which I believed only to exist in fairy tales. But, over the last six weeks I have seen a whole new magnificence.

It has been my distinct pleasure to watch this woman, who waited so long to become a mother, do so so well at  it. When she holds Coleman in her arms there is a charity and pure love that my clumsy writing could never properly express. She’s only been doing it six weeks but in my opinion, she is already the consummate pro.

Kolette is a wonder. She is loved by many, and cares for all. She is my best friend, my lover, and my hero.

This year, for her birthday I thought I’d give everyone the chance to wish her well. Take the opportunity to go to her blog here (or go on your own to and leave her a birthday wish. Having you leave your kind words will be better than any material gift I could ever find. So please take a moment and help me with this birthday present.

For, in my crazy life she is the best thing that’s ever happened to me.



The Boppy: A Quadriplegic Father’s Best Friend

March 4, 2009

As Kolette and I prepared for Cole’s birth one of the things we made sure to do was put together a baby registry or her upcoming showers. We thought long and hard to make sure that the things required would be on the registry. Kolette asked a number of experienced mothers think they would put on their registry.

Obviously, at the baby showers we received a number of things we didn’t register for. For the most part, when we did receive something that wasn’t on the registry, it was additional clothing. But, at one of the showers my cousins gave us a Boppy.

A Boppy looks like a giant horseshoe pillow made of the softest fabric. Its primary design is to help nursing mothers position their child. We had planned to have Kolette nurse, and were therefore grateful for the gift.

Not long after Coleman came home from the hospital, we collectively decided that breast-feeding wasn’t the right option for us. This made a number of things that we had received at the showers now unnecessary. Things like a breast pump and nursing bras now had no use to us. We were sure that the Boppy would be similarly obsolete.

Then, one day as I was trying to feed Cole, working hard to keep his head up in the crook of my arm and the bottle in his mouth, Kolette came up with a brilliant idea. She went and grabbed the Boppy, fit it around my waist, and slid Cole into place.

Bottle Nest

Boppy Nest Feed - Sitting Up

It was perfect. It was as if the Boppy had been made especially for the two of us. All the sudden I could not only feed him more easily, but also more often. The Boppy made it possible for me to hold him, hold a bottle, and interact with him all at the same time.

After a few feedings, I watched Kolette hold Coleman over her arm and burp him. I paid particular attention to how she was holding him and after his next feeding asked Kolette to throw him over my arm that I might try to burp him as well. Before the Boppy, this would have been impossible. Yet, with the Boppy I was able to balance Cole in such a way that he was safe and I could help.

Boppy Burping

But hold truebeliever, there’s more! A few days later Cole was a little fussy. I was laying in bed and so Kolette had to try her best to comfort him on her own. Just then, we looked to each other, and it was as if our eyes said in unison, “Boppy!”

She grabbed the Boppy and, placed Coleman in it on my lap. Once he was in it I was able to grab the sides and move them up and down keeping him completely entertained. Being a guy myself I thought my little guy would think the whole process more entertaining with the help of a soundtrack. As we moved up and down I made this sounds of a spaceship flying through the air. Now, at night when I lay down whether he’s fussy or not, I always look forward to playing “rocket ship” with my little boy.

Boppy Rocket Ship

That night, when Cole woke up for his 3 AM feeding Kolette grabbed the Boppy, and figured that if it worked in my chair, it would work in bed. That was my first three clock feeding.

These little discoveries had a big impact on our little family. All of the sudden, with the Boppy’s assistance, I was able to help in so many ways that I couldn’t have before. I’m able to be a bigger part of his life because of our discovery. I’m able to help ease Kolette’s burden because of this little device.

But, even more than that, the Boppy means I get more time with my boy. And right now there are few commodities more precious than that. There’s little question that today the Boppy is this quadriplegic’s best friend.


And, because like any proud papa I’m quite sure I have the most handsome boy in all the land–here are some additional pictures for your oooing and aaahing pleasure.