Monday, July 25, 2011

Captain Osh

Tub Stander

Kid took his first step yesterday. How I will miss it when he stops crawling; there is just something inexplicably delightful about a baby hauling ass on all fours. Fortunately for me I think there's still a little time.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Wheat & Teal

Grain 2

Dieppas 1

Grain 1

Dieppas 2

It is really hot right now. Like the first real days of summer, even late summer, are here. We are much more active than we might normally be during a heat wave - the kid is happiest with lots of time outside, so outside we go and hot we are. The boy is pure joy these days. He is signing like bananas: milk, water, eat, down, all done, more, bath, toothbrush, hot, cold. This morning he signed for water while standing in front of the washing machine as it filled, the first time he's used it to mean something other than water for himself, and I felt his brain grow as I signed back: yes, water. Yesterday he showed me a spider gliding down from the ceiling, and as I held it in front of him so he could check it out he looked at me questioningly and signed for eat. Good thought, little man, but no spider eating this morning. We harvested and are curing an official riches of onions. Really, really big, beautiful onions. Where will they go? Our small pantry closet is now occupied by two small refrigerators for B's bagel making. We will figure something out. In a few days my uncle comes to visit, I am really happy about that. And in less than three weeks we head to Maine for a week with B's family and time with my girl there. Excited. Lastly, I love my blue shoes. Stay cool out there.

Monday, July 18, 2011




Friday, July 15, 2011


Another vacation highlight: Oscar was completely taken with cousin Adam. You can see why. Osh climbed all over him like a tiny determined mountain climber (or WWF wrestler), and Adam just observed it all with great calm and grace. Even the nose pinching...

Oscar and Adam

Oscar and Adam

Oscar and Adam

Oscar and Adam

Oscar and Adam

Two beautiful boys. Come visit us soon Adam, we promise not to let Oscar pull your nose off!

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Breakfast on Vacation

Breakfast Boy

Breakfast Boy

Gramma B

One of my favorite things about visiting my parents is sitting in their beautiful kitchen in the morning. This year they grew some amazing sunflowers just outside the windows and tiny goldfinches got rowdy over the floral real estate. Oscar was smitten with the ceiling fan in there, along with ferreting out my mother's water bottles and sprout growing containers. How great is that bib? It was mine when I was a kid, I know I can't possibly remember using it yet I was so excited when I saw it. I love the last photo of my mom and Osh - she calls him her little piece of gristle and squishes him up just like that. He *is* such a lean bean. At our last checkup he had not gained one bit of weight in two months but grew almost four inches. I am working hard on not worrying about this and am encouraged by a recent expansion in his interest in eating things other than my boobs.

On another note: I am so incredibly lazy sometimes. It has bugged me for years that beautiful photos still look like hell on this blogathingy, so yesterday I finally took the 30 minutes required to figure this out. This was the post that finally got me, that first photo has those delicious water drops and they went missing the first time I uploaded them. Happy now.

Farm and camping photos tomorrow...

Wednesday, July 13, 2011


Picture 207

There is one girl out there who understands what a fistful of spoons I am holding in this photo. Love you, Spring Chicken...



A vacation was had. It was grand. The kid took it all in stride: long hot hours in the car, new faces, new places, new sleeping arrangements, camping. We are tired but feel great, and I am beyond happy to be sleeping in my quiet country bedroom again. I think this baby has turned me into a light sleeper, dang it. Some photos of our adventures soon.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

On the Road

Kissing Boy

Happy Late Fourths. We spent ours driving north through the mountains. It was our first big road trip in a long time, and I'm thrilled beyond measure to report that the babs rocked it. The same journey last year was a special circle of hell, as B says. The grandparents are now doting like mad, everyone slept through the night, and my husband is sleeping on the couch at 10:50 in the morning, which is pretty much a sure sign of vacation. Next up: camping - wish us luck.

Friday, July 1, 2011

Pusher Man

This little cart of blocks was a birthday present from B's mom. It came at just the right time - he's been pushing chairs and laundry baskets and B's baking boxes around for a while now, but none of those can hit the road. He is so delighted by it, and we're astonished at how far he'll go before plopping down to eat rocks.

Jaunty Boy


Pushing is Hard

Waving Mama