









Name: Dan Doyle - aka "Banjo Dan"
Courses Taught: Foundations of Napping, History of Rock n Roll I/II, Prankster Basics, The Rise and Fall of Buffalo Bills Football, Storytelling 252
Specialites: Evening's favorite author and banjo picker
Name: Diane Doyle aka "The Silver Bullet" Courses Taught: Math for Decision Making: Numbers and Fun, Reading Like You Mean It, Cognitive Science, The Sociology of Play
Specialites: Evening's personal Mentor Teacher
Name: Rose Merle aka "Sweet Roll Rose"
When Evening was first diagnosed with Tetrology we were rushed to the Arnot Ogden NICU where among other things - Ruth and I baptised her due to emergency. We did it with touchingly distinct style by using one of our Nalgene bottles and baptizing her amongst her tubes, monitors and NICU pals. While we considered this her catholic baptism we still wanted to go through the sacrament at our local church in Ithaca - Immaculate Conception. Today was that day.
Throughout the month of December - as is the case most years - I naturally reflect back a bit on the year. What were the major milestones, where did we travel, what did we accomplish... This December has been entirely different. At periodic moments I hauntingly flash back to various moments of intensity throughout the fall with Evening's diagnosis and surgery. It seemed that as we were going through it - we just took each step as it came - because there was no other way around it - for Evening's sake we would do what was needed. Looking back now - its down right chilling how difficult and harrowing things were - and how unbelievably strong she was and continues to be. I estimate she is about double the size she was for the surgery - and to think about that little lady going through all of the procedures she required - absolutely floors me and breaks my heart. We are so very thankful and blessed for the results and her continued strong development. I will never forget those days and nights of the Fall of 2006 - as much as they still hurt - they are cause for great inspiration. Without a doubt - 2006 was the best year of my life thanks to Ruthie and Evening.

Wore mine out to the Southview Treefarm in Danby this weekend. The owner cut me a deal on the tree because the hat helped scare away the deer. I in particular love how it is juxtaposed with the Carhartt jacket. Oh and by the way - Evening is tucked under Ruthie's jacket - in the bearcub snow suit - here's an inside look...

We are all quite well and enjoying the holidays as they unfold.

Its just about that time of the year when we reach out to young Evening and teach her what its like to be an Upstate New Yorker - layer up to face the stiff winds, pull out the snow shovels, and complain about the coaching of the Buffalo Bills. I can just about see myself saying to her - "Not just anyone can handle Upstate New York winters, that's why so many people flee south and west - they can't hang with it - now button up, put on the hat and be proud." Winter is flexing its muscle and I'm trying to thicken my skin. We kept hearing about the wicked storm rolling in this weekend - and took that as an excuse to hunker down and take in a nice chunk of college football's last weekend. I'll have you know that both Evening and I called the UCLA upset of USC. Feel free to call Evening's tip line for the bowl season - she's got the over/under for every game out there.
Ruthie is fulling embracing motherhood along with the holiday season. I've been coming home to a full on Christmas funhouse each afternoon - decorations and tunes. I believe I successfully diagnosed Evening's "stomach ache" the other night. Turned out to be a little too much of Angela Landsbury's "Holly, Jolly Christmas". The ailment was successfully treated with a heavy dose of Bob Dylan.
So, with expert analyses it has been decided that Evening has the early love of the outdoors - just like her Ma and old man. Through a series of in depth, highly scientific studies its almost a definite. Taking her out in the backyard or on the trail - her eyes light up a bit more brilliantly a she typically carries a refreshing calmness. When she gets all riled up - she loves going outside and letting the wind ride through her long, beauty reddish hair. It certainly helps that this Thanksgiving brought in record 60 degree days for her enjoyment.
Heading into Thanksgiving week - and have a whole heap of things to be thankful for. These two are at the top of that list. Evening feels signficantly over 11 lbs., is stringing several hours of sleep together at night (7 straight the other night), is smiling more than ever, slept through church this morning (kind of like her old man), and gave some rousing support to the Buckeyes in their win at a Michigan party last night. She still is quite feisty - but I'm glad she is.
First off, apologizes to the folks that check the blog daily (I've heard from a passionate number of folks that check it first thing of the day). The getting back to work schedule has put a serious damper on my ability to update the blog. I'm finding myself in need of getting back into work shape. At about 2PM each day this week I start an embellished groan of how tired I am - and that I didn't get a chance to take my afternoon nap with my daughter. It doesn't seem to go over really well.
Well, Miss Evening is a Perfect 10 - 10 pounds that is. Took a trip to our pediatrician today and lots of good news with her progress. She is back on the normal infant doctor visit schedule and has received her first dose of the RSV shot. He is quite pleased with her progress.
The big question of the day is who is Evening's favorite artist. When she really gets worked up only Johnny Cash - LOUD - can soothe her. We have noticed that the way she grooves to the music - most times the music in her head - is distinctive Ray Charles...
Those times when Ray is really cranking on the piano, and gets that distinctive sway going. She gets that rhythm going - with my shoulder being the keyboard. We'll have to push this data through the super computers at Cornell to determine at Month 2 - who Evening musically prefers.
Evening Rian - 8 weeks old tomorrow and is looking fantastic.
Weather has been fantastic in Central NY - the ladies and I have managed to get a hike in each day this week so far. Evening is a big fan of the trail - so much so she likes to sleep. So many great places to expore in greater Ithaca - lots of good daytime sleep forthcoming for Evening.
We are back in Ithaca - full-time. We will use this last week I have off to organize the mounting bills, cleaning up the house and yard, and enjoying sweet Evening. It is my hope that we can get a good routine going, prior to starting back up the work schedule next week.
She is splendid folks - thanks again for all.
Just the three of us rolled back into Ithaca on Sunday afternoon. We plan on staying for a few days before heading back to Rochester Thursday for Evening's follow up appointment with the Cardiologist and lead Nurse Practitioner. We were all a bit nervous pulling back into town after some great grandparent care in Rochester knowing that it was just the two rookies on the watch, but as soon as we starting rolling up East Hill and stepped into the old house - it felt great. Evening seems to be taking to it as well with much steadier sleeping, and very curious eyes taking in the fall colors. We aim to get into a better routine, venture out in Ithaca with sweet Evening, watch the World Series together and read her some good books.