Monday, December 21, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Thursday, December 03, 2009
Saturday, November 28, 2009
terribly sorry about the sad lack of posting. Witness my declaration that henceforth it shall improve and shall also be interesting, inspiring, or funny.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Saturday, November 07, 2009
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
and vanvan was Piplup. at least, for the few moments that he would wear his hood.
Friday, October 30, 2009
we followed Dad through most of the explorations; and when we got to a spot that was gated, Dad found a path to the side that went past a gap in the fence and through a large patch of vines.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
it looks far more christmas-y and far less autumn-y than I had hoped but it's still very nice looking and hopefully those two spots where my seams dont' even come close to matching up will "quilt out". I'll take a photo when I get it back.
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
Monday, October 05, 2009
Thursday, October 01, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
this morning my son is hoisting himself up on his knees and elbows. I inform him that a baby his age is not allowed to be doing things that look like crawling.
“stop that.” I say, and gently nudge him over with my foot.
he gives me a screech-laugh and rolls back onto his belly to try again. he keeps screeching and making happy sounds; like this business is something he’s done before and forgotten how fun it is, and is excited to have that fun again.
I felt that way a couple of times too, watching my older kids when they were toddlers. Playing in the snow and rolling down hills. I remembered how much fun it used to be, and jumped in with them. Didn’t work out so well for me though. The snow just made me cold and wet and rolling pell-mell down a grassy slope just makes me feel sick.
this kid really is making progress, I think, and wonder if I’m wrong about the whole “you shouldn’t be crawling yet” thing. My oldest didn’t crawl until he was 9 months old but for the life of me I cannot remember when my second was crawling.
So I google it. Because google has all the answers (well, okay, I just googled “Which church is the true church?” to see and apparently google does NOT have all the answers after all). The general consensus is 6-10 months. Ambiguous much?
I look down at him. He is two feet further backward than when I started my google search.
“you won’t be six months old for ten more days, buddy.” I nudge him onto his back again.
as I walk away, I can hear him laughing.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
and don't even think for a second, Mom, that this fancy new contraption is going to make up for it. I can see right through your pathetic attempts at getting hobbies and chores done instead of holding me. Nice try.
they are at a new charter school; a german immersion program that is on its way to being an International Baccalaureate school. It's very exciting to be a part of pioneering such an amazing program.
sure, the "office" is about the size of my kitchen (that's "small", folks), and we have no cafeteria or art/music room or blacktop or auditorium and sure we're using fancy porta-potties for the time being.