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Sam Johnson news: January - June, 1998
Sam
rocks by the sea
6.7.98 |
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The first Sunday in June found Sam at his first outdoor festival, the Fiesta del Sol in Solana Beach. This annual seaside fiesta treated Sam to his first live music. A reggae band played, so Sam also got to smell the crowd's obligatory ganja. (Mom whisked Sam over to a shady spot beneath the Kong-sized inflatable Bud can, and told him to just say no.) Along with the general liveliness of the scene, Sam was taken with the many San Diegans who seem to be vying to become as tatooed as Queequeg. |
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Exactly four months into his life, Mom trundled Sam off to the doctor
for a meeting with the scale, yardstick, and syringe. Sam weighed in
at 16 pounds 2 ounces, and a strapping 27 inches tall.
Just when Sam thought he'd get off as easy as a catch-and-release trout,
the Doc whipped out the big guns and gave him four inoculations. According
to Melinda, Sam responded unfavorably. He cried so hard that "his
face contorted and his tongue quivered like a reed in the wind, but
no sound came out." Fortunately, two Rugrats Band Aids and a nap
mollified the patient.
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Sam gets weighed and shot
5.15.98 |
Sam
gets a Web site
5.1.98 |
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Yup, you're looking at it. The grom gets digitized. Melinda,
Sam's Mom, said that "friends and relatives kept asking for pictures
of Sam. Rather than continue to clog the e-mail waves with jpgs, I told
Sam's Dad to get on the ball and build a site." Here it is. |
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Though he's only been around for a few months, Samuel is racking up
frequent flyer miles. He's already flown to San
Jose and San Francisco.
While in The City, Sam also got to hit some fine dining establishments—luckily
for the other diners, Sam brought his own milk tanks with him.
Another trip brought Sam to a conference in Santa Barbara (Dad went
to the conference, Sam just had fun at UCSB). On the same trip, Sam
visited his pal Caleb
in Ojai, California.
Caleb is the son of Sherrie and John McNeil.
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First trips: San Francisco, Santa Barbara, and Ojai
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Developmental
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Hands in the mouth? No problem! Sam snacks on his thumb, fingers, and
anything else he can get into his dainty maw. He first discovered hand
to mouth existence during a trip up to Grandma Wendling's house in San
Jose the first week of April 1998.
On the same trip, Sam flipped from his tummy (prone on elbows) to his
back. Probably had more to do with gravity than true skill, but hey,
we'll take it.
Sam has been athletic
from the start. In contrast to his head, which he held pretty steady
by eight weeks old, Sam's body is king wiggler. At 16 weeks, he plays
on his tummy and holds his head up better than ninety degrees. He bats,
grabs, and manipulates objects, but hasn't yet mastered letting go.
Sam is peripatetic. He scoots across the floor on his back by pushing
with his feet. He keeps Mom guessing where he'll end up in his crib—soon
enough he'll be lunging for the lamp cords.
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