Paul put in the third and last part of the built-in shelving unit he's building in the study. He'd have to take out the top of the door frame to put shelves in higher, so at this point, we're stopping. (It's already a good 8-9 feet high.) Maybe we'll decide to do something similar to what he did over the hall shower sometime in the future. For now, the top will be open.
Getting the shelf up on the second unit was no small job -- Paul did it basically by himself with me only helping to hoist it up and then spotting. He had to lift it over the door frame to the ceiling (12 feet up) and then down to the shelves. Because the walls aren't square (the house is 100 years old...) this took some work to both move them in place and make sure they didn't come crashing down. Now all the finish work begins... re-inforcing them to hold the heavy weight of books without bowing over time, putting on the trim, and painting, painting, painting. Eventually, we'll put doors on the bottom and top units. I am very excited about having shelves and finally getting to organize our work materials... we've been working in messy spaces for so long! See Paul's blog for pictures!
Friday, June 30, 2006
Shelves...almost!
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Free Beer!
Every Friday, from 4:00–6:00 p.m., the Specialty Department at our neighborhood Whole Foods (the one we can see from our front porch) has different flavors of beer available for tasting, with advice on food pairing. TOO COOL!
Domestic Goddess
- While there is always laundry to do, it is not piled up.
- Sheets are cleaned regularly.
- The kitchen junk drawer is organized.
- The refridgerator is regularly purged and the shelves cleaned.
- This week's meals have included: French herb quinoa with spicy black beans; Lime-splashed tofu with red curry paste, peas, and yellow tomatoes; zucchini and basil lasagna with red pepper sauce
- Treats have included: crunchy "grasshoppers," Triple C's, Triple C's with peanut butter swirl, and cappuccino parfaits
- Dust does not pile on the furniture for long.
- Clothes were purged and pick-ups arranged on freecycle.
- Our closet is organized.
- I still get in 30 minutes of soaps via TiVo.
I am The Domestic Goddess.
How long can this continue before I develop a drinking problem?
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
As the bumper sticker says...
I'd rather be in Ann Arbor.
Well, not really. But I do miss many things about it (except the climate from November to May). This made me miss it more. What a fun place!
Our schedule
How are we managing life with two kids? Here's how:
- I am officially 'taking the summer off' which means no regular trips to the PhD desk downtown, no regular meetings with advisors, and no real commitment to research time
- Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday: 8-12pm, Michelle our fabulous babysitter watches Will. When needed, she helps me with Kate, too... so that I can do things like shower without worry. $8/hour.
- Thursday and Friday: 8:30-12:30pm, I take Will to "school" where he has structured activities with a classmate lead by one of their teachers. $17/hour total, split with another family (so $8.50/hour.)
It is incredible how this help -- really just watching Will and giving him focused time to play -- allows us to do so much!
Hi Dr. Dave!
Fun news: David Scanlan, a friend of mine from high school, came by and visited with us yesterday! Dave's whole family is from New Orleans; his Mom grew up not far from where we live in Uptown. He is here visiting family and stopped in for the afternoon. It was a great visit and fun to catch up. Some tidbits I learned:
-- A ton of CHS folks are on myspace and there is a CHS myspace page (!)
-- The rapper Ludacris went to CHS (a class behind ours) (!!)
Both kids were up and active during the visit. Paul did a good job playing with Will so Dave and I could talk (Will was very interested in having this visitor all to himself once he discovered that Dave was up for a game of bucket-head.) Hopefully, Dave will be working at Children's hospital (a few blocks from our house) during November. (He finishes med school at U of Nebraska in the fall.) It would be very cool to have him close by for more fun chats -- although next time, we'll have to go out NOLA-style and talk over music and drinks.
And also some sad news. DJ Gonzales, a fun, exciting, friendly girl we were in theatre with (a few classes behind ours), died in an apparent suicide a few years back. I've been looking for information on this -- I have a bunch of pictures from Grandma Betty that include DJ and was thinking about sending them to her family if I can find them. Anyone have any leads?
6am thoughts
As said by Will, while he walked to the front room after waking up from last night's sleep: "That was a good nap."
Monday, June 26, 2006
Ahoy, Matey.
Current Will kick: pirates. Pirate do-rag (and shirt, which is currently in the washer and cannot be fished out of the dirty clothes for just one more day) compliments of awesome neighbors Linda and Walt. Sword in pocket built by legos (to horror of pacifist mother). Prisoner Kate unaware of her position as "pirate booty" under the command of the last scourge of the seven seas.
"Argh!"
Back to the Grindstone
Somehow, the advent of a second child has actually made us more productive. Two kids, Paul working 10 hour days, and yet we volunteered at Abeona House this weekend, had a great social event Saturday night, took the kids to the Children's Museum, made good meals at home, AND Paul started to tackle some big projects. What's the deal??? (Oh, wait. I'm not working and we have childcare help each morning. Hmmm...)
In any case, one "little" project was sanding, priming, and painting the second pocket door arch between the front room and kids play area. Still one more coat of paint to go up, but considering the incredible effort it takes to paint anything in this house, that's a big deal.
Second, Paul started the shelves for behind the door in the study. To put in the base unit (above), Paul had to take out the door and pull off the trim board. The way he pulls out pieces of this house and puts them back together better than before... a true surgeon! Will watched the whole process with awe and was very helpful with his own red hammer. When completely finished, this lower part will have cabinet doors. We kept the outlet and cabling so that we could run the network and possibly put a printer or other equipment under if we chose.
Tonight, he made the second part of the unit. This part is shallower than the lower unit and we "custom" chose different heights to hold some of the notebooks and books we plan on storing there. This part is in the outbuilding... we need to find a friendly, unsuspecting neighbor to help carry it in tomorrow. Better start making the thank-you cookies...!
See Paul's blog for more pictures and details! 
So glad they clarified!
From NOLA craigslist baby forum:
Baby with all accessories. This is a caucasian model. Has two arms, legs, every option for a complete functioning human. Accessories include: bottle, clothes and hats, plates and dishes, burping glove, diapers, dust pan for boo boos, other misc. Reason selling: trading up got new model. this is a doll and not real.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Could you, would you?
The Louisiana Children's Museum re-opened this weekend!
Not only did they re-open, but for the weekend, they re-opened for free. Plus, we learned there was a special Dr. Seuss exhibit for children ages 3 and under... we were there.
We found out about this exciting event from a staff member that Paul met while standing in line at Whole Foods yesterday afternoon. Apparently, lots of other folks must have been in line, too, because the place was PACKED. It was incredibly overwhelming... especially with Kate in tow. But it didn't stop Will from checking the place out and us from pulling out the cameras.
The Dr. Seuss exhibit was a big hit. (Due to the volume of people, we stuck to this area almost exclusively.) Will spent a lot of time trying to pick up Horton's egg (above.)
He also pondered the age old question: "Would you, could you, on a boat?"
We loved the museum. Incredible craft activities, play areas, learning exhibits about fitness, health, journalism, New Orleans history, the senses, and more. Definitely worth looking into a family membership.
Will also had a good time meeting the Cat in the Hat. Will was so fond of Mr. Cat that he planted a big kiss on his cheek. But so much for what we thought was recognition. We were just thankful to be out of ear-shot when Will waved back at Mr. Cat and called out "Bye, Snoopy!"
Counting is wonderful
1-4: range of hours between each nighttime nursing
8: current total for Kate's diaper changes today
5: current total for Will's
91-93: average highs for the week
3-6: degrees added to the daily high for the "feels like" temperature
50: estimated number of weeds I pulled from our neighbor's backyard
4: estimated height, in feet, of the largest
22.5: "gifts to grow" points I have at Pampers.com
50: points needs to get a Bob the Builder Benny's Dig Set legos
30: minutes it took me to make a new recipe for dinner tonight
2: ingredients I forgot
0: people who noticed
Unicycle Party!
Last night, we enjoyed our first night of unicycle polo and potluck since returning to the city. Dinner was enchiladas, chicken, tangy corn and veggies, and salad. Will played outside on the tightrope (with help from his favorite unicycle buddy, Minna) and on the rope swing. I enjoyed a ton of wonderful parents who thrilled at the idea of holding baby Kate. We were enjoying the food, company, and conversation so much that we kept Will out WAY past his bedtime (we got home at 10!) 
Friday, June 23, 2006
Sometimes you think your heart might explode
We were lying on the bed, side nursing. Kate looks up at me with her huge blue eyes. Unblinking, focusing right on my face. She stares. I say, "Hi, baby girl. I love you." Not taking her eyes off me, she breaks out in a huge, toothless grin.
Noises Off
Kate is, hands down, the noisiest baby we've ever met. Burps, gurgles, hiccups, coos, hoots, toots, whoots, putts, gorpuls, grunts, sighs, slurps, smacks, snores, and others that we are at a loss to describe. She has more noises than she has chins.
Her noises have been compared to a coffee percolator, a weight lifter, and a one-woman performance of Blazing Saddle's "bean scene."
What can we say? She's our girl!
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Evening Playtime
Will shows off his Superman shades.
Kate watches her brother streak by...
Will "fixes" Kate's swing. 
Kate LOVES the Aquarium swing... just like her brother did!
Will's "school"
Today, Will started his pseudo-first-day at his new school. Abeona House isn't ready yet -- but the parents and teachers are -- so those of us needing care have paired off to work together. Britt, one of the teachers we've hired at the school, is watching Will and another child, Aya, at Aya's house two days a week. Aya is daughter to super cool parents -- one of which is (like me) a PhD student in SPH&TM!
We bucked up Will all morning with excitement about going to school. It worked! He chattered about "School -- yeeeaaahhh!" all the way there. When we arrived, Aya was out on their porch. One quick introduction and Aya and Will ran off to the back of the house. So much for tearful goodbyes or shy introductions, it was like they had known each other forever.
When I came to pick him up, he gave Aya and Britt big hugs AND kisses. Britt told me how impressed she was with Will's sweet disposition -- such a proud mama moment! He obviously had fun, as he was covered in playdough and crayons. He can't wait to go back tomorrow!
Pampers Gimmicks
I'm playing into the gimmick-game!
If anyone out there uses Pampers products (diapers, wipes, swimmers, training pants) and is NOT doing the "Gifts to Grow" program, PLEASE consider sharing your numbers with me! (They are listed in special places within the packaging, a list of numbers and letters typed under "pampers.com" and next to an expiration date.)
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Supporting GNOYO
This email came to Paul and I from a good friend of ours, Tracey Sherry. Please take the time to read it; if nothing else, it gives heartfelt insight into what life is like now in New Orleans -- and the great impact the arts have in the lives of children in our city. Consider supporting such a wonderful local nonprofit!
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Dear friends and family,
I'm resorting to e-mail for this long but important letter because
funds (even for postage) are short and time is critical. I've spent
about 15 hours trying to shorten it, but there's simply just a lot to
explain.
Since Hurricane Katrina struck New Orleans and the Mississippi Gulf
Coast nine months ago, even the most fortunate have been profoundly
affected: Lives lost, homes, neighborhoods and businesses destroyed,
jobs eliminated, and communities shattered. These days, it doesn’t
take much to reduce anyone around here to tears.
As our community slowly tries to piece things back together, profound
depression and suicide rates are skyrocketing. Mental health
professionals are overwhelmed. Many adults are having trouble
emotionally day to day. Kids are struggling in new schools and some
kids can’t attend school at all. For many, their pre-Katrina lives
are a distant memory and “normalcy” has taken on a new surreal
meaning. Although progress is being made in the recovery effort, it
is slow and frequently disheartening.
For anyone living elsewhere, this is all but incomprehensible. Since
Tom and I returned in December, we have given more than thirty house
guests on a tour of the 80% of New Orleans that sat flooded for three
weeks. Uniformly, they’ve come away shocked and stunned that things
were and still are this devastated. Unfortunately, a disaster like
this is simply impossible to fully comprehend without experiencing it
personally.
Among the damage that we couldn’t show them were the many destroyed
or severely crippled nonprofit arts organizations that had made pre-
Katrina New Orleans such a rich and vibrant city to live in.
This brings me to the point of my letter. I am writing to ask you to
help save the Greater New Orleans Youth Orchestra (GNOYO,
affectionately known as "Guh-Know-Yoh).
Several weeks ago, while representing GNOYO at a local charity
benefit, I met a mom and her two boys (both youth orchestra
participants) who were there for the same reason. When I was
introduced to her as one of GNOYO’s founders, to my surprise she
began to cry and hugged me hard for a very long time, thanking me
profusely through her tears all the while. It was a bit overwhelming
and I ended up in tears as well.
Although their home had been destroyed by 8 feet of water and the
school where she’d been principal had been destroyed by 11 feet of
water, they considered themselves fortunate: She’d been relocated to
one of the few schools that have been reopened and her family of six
had found a two-bedroom apartment, albeit located in a somewhat rough
neighborhood.
She told me that GNOYO was helping Jared and Linton reconnect with
friends that they’d lost touch with during the long evacuation and
giving them new friends with similar interests. She told me that the
weekly rehearsals gave her boys a much needed emotional outlet, and
that GNOYO was the only normal part of their lives left post-Katrina.
She told me over and over again how grateful she was that GNOYO was
already up and running.
Since I co-founded the Greater New Orleans Youth Orchestra twelve
years ago, I have poured my heart and soul as an unpaid volunteer
into long hours of work to ensure that it grew and flourished. And
flourish it has!
Pre-Katrina, GNOYO had grown from two tiny orchestras, 60 kids and
initial expenses provided by our family’s credit cards in 1994 into a
thriving nonprofit arts organization with a lean $300,000 annual
budget, five orchestras, 250 kids, an instrument-scholarship outreach
program for underprivileged kids, a chamber music program and a
summer festival. It became the official youth orchestra of the
Louisiana Philharmonic Orchestra and the resident orchestra at the
prestigious New Orleans Center for the Creative Arts high school.
If this were not enough, GNOYO became the “poster child” of the
greater New Orleans nonprofit community, respected for its efficient
management, outstanding educational programs and fiscal
responsibility. We’ve had eleven years in the black, and in 2004, we
funded a modest endowment!
And then last August, Hurricane Katrina destroyed GNOYO’s office,
computer equipment, and almost all of our instruments. She also “blew
away” our executive director and music director (Katrina-related
relocation) and about 40% of our young musicians.
Katrina’s financial impact upon GNOYO has been staggering for several
other reasons:
• The loss of tuition from evacuated and relocated GNOYO students
• Reduced ticket sales due to our scattered audience
• Most individual and business donors were severely impacted by the
storm and hence lost at least for the short term.
Despite these challenges, GNOYO’s five orchestras began rehearsing in
mid-October and have since performed 6 concerts! Over the past six
months, many parents have told our staff and board members over and
over again how much GNOYO has helped their children deal with the
emotional aftermath of the storm.
Although most of our musical instruments have been replaced and our
board has worked long hours fundraising and creating a realistic
balanced budget for 2006-2007, GNOYO is nonetheless currently
projecting a budgetary shortfall (for the first time ever!) of
$50,000 for the current fiscal year.
I have personally committed myself to raising as much of this
shortfall in the next few weeks as possible because the cause is so
important to me and to the kids of our community. Because many of
GNOYO’s traditional supporters here in New Orleans are still
struggling, I’m reaching out for help to anyone and everyone that I
can think of, starting with my own family and friends.
I know that many of you have already generously contributed money,
supplies and/or volunteer time to the ongoing Katrina recovery
effort. Please dig even deeper and contribute whatever you can to
ensure that GNOYO's award-winning programs survive Katrina.
Some of you may only be able to afford $25, and some $1000 or more.
Contributions at any level will be gratefully received. In addition
to having their physical needs met, today, tomorrow, and next year,
our community’s children desperately need their hearts and souls
nurtured as well. And what better way to do it than through music!
Contributions should be sent to:
The Greater New Orleans Youth Orchestra
938 Lafayette Street, Suite 206
New Orleans LA 70113
• Be sure to put “Re: T. Sherry” on the memo line so that GNOYO can
alert me to thank you personally!
With your contribution comes the knowledge that you have helped GNOYO
go into its 13th season as financially strong and secure as it was
before Katrina, enabling it to maintain its programs’ outstanding
breadth and depth. Your name will be listed (unless you ask
otherwise) as a donor in next season’s programs as well as being
forever etched with gratitude in my heart.
With my deepest thanks for your support,
Tracey
P.S. Please pass this on to others who might be interested in helping
with this effort.
P.P.S. If you’d like further information on GNOYO, please e-mail or
visit www.gnoyo.org.
Monday, June 19, 2006
Hanging out with Nana!
Sitting on the porch swing is about the only way to deal with the outdoors this time of year!
You can breastfeed anywhere!
When I walked into the pediatrician's office this morning with a hungry Kate, I was reminded that it's sports camp season. The office was filled with 16 year old boys and their dads, waiting for check-ups to okay them for athletics. Usually, the office is filled with babies. And although I've never seen a mother in that office nurse, or reject the formula containers provided during visits, I've never hestitated to nurse there. Today was no different, despite being surrounded by a pack of awkward looking teenagers and middle aged men. I figure it was a good educational experience. Perhaps the office should post this poem on the wall:
You may breastfeed in a store,
on the floor,
in a roar.
You may breastfeed in a jam,
eating fried green eggs and ham.
You may breastfeed on the stair.
You may breastfeed anywhere!
Your baby can latch on in a swing,
on the wing,
in a ring.
He can latch on in a car,
where you are,
at the barre.
She can latch on in a storm,
on the farm:
that's her charm.
She can latch on in a train,
on a plane,
without pain.
They can latch on to a rhyme.
They can latch on any time.
You can nurse Jane or Joe.
You can nurse Clyde or Moe.
you can nurse Betty or Sallie.
you can nurse at a political rally.
You can nurse any time, anywhere.
You can nurse clothed or bare.
You can nurse unshaved of hair.
You can nurse Tim, Tony or Tom.
Who can nurse? Any mom!
Kate's Stats
Wellness Visit #1
Kate will be 6 weeks old tomorrow. Today, our big girl is:
- 22 1/4 inches long (50% percentile)
- 11 pounds, 9 ounces (75-90% percentile)
- has a head circumference of 39 1/2 cm (75-90% percentile)
Back to Dr. Milvid on July 10th for visit 2... with immunizations!
Sunday, June 18, 2006
Happy Father's Day!
To all my favorite Dads enjoying their golf day out. (Paul's included in the pictures above... he was the photographer!)
Saturday, June 17, 2006
Someone DOES live here!
Since returning Tuesday, we've been busy folk. Paul's kept to the grindstone with work, Nana Nancy has won huge gold stars for keeping Will entertained (no small feat), and I've done my damnest to vie for the title of Domestic Goddess (while keeping Kate happy).
The microwave and toaster oven have been disassembled and cleaned. They shine like the top of the Chrysler building. Furniture has been moved... in some cases, three times... all through the house. We've hung curtains on 5 windows (although two of those still need work... one has a cafe that needs a bar and the other I didn't hem short enough, oops.) And we put a few pictures back up on the walls in the front room. The Master bedroom has a dust ruffle. Kate's crib is put together. Will has a bed. There is a carpet on our bedroom floor. Things sort of match in some of the rooms. The house is starting to look more like a home and less like a construction zone. Like people actually LIVE here. Whoa.
Bastards
Ever the scourge of mankind, our insurance has denied my emergency c-section costs and Kate's emergency procedures at birth saying that we needed pre-authorization... for an unplanned, emergency, rushed to the hospital, procedure and subsequent hospitalization.
But they did cover several tests done on both of us during our stay. Hmmm...
We're gearing up for another head-ache.
Three Adults: Two Children
Thanks to Nana Nancy, we are maintaining the appropriate adult to child ratio of 3:2. She arrived, ready to play and help out, the day after we returned. Heaven help us when she leaves next week!
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Where my love lies waiting
HOME!
We're home and so happy to be here. Paul has done an amazing job painting, framing, building, moving, and everything in between to get the house ready for us. The house is a disaster, stuff is everywhere, we have no idea where to put anything, and it's hot as Hades, but it's home and we are loving it.
Sunday, June 11, 2006
Good Grass
Last night, I joined my Dad for a night at the Mobile Symphony. Dad is a huge fan of symphonic music, constant contributer to the local orchestra, and never misses one of the performances on his season tickets. It's easy to be a snob about a symphony from Mobile, but honestly, they do a good job and have a great maestro and dedicated, talented operational staff.
One of the organization's outreach projects is a composer-in-residency arrangement where three musicians work with the symphony to compose new works that are then premiered (pretty cool!) Kenji Bunch, one of the composers-in-residence, was featured with his band "Citigrass" as part of the night's performance, titled: "A bunch of bluegrass." They were fantastic! They take a bluegrass spin on many songs and are a great time. I highly recommend checking them out for some seriously fun music.
Memorable moment: "We're a bluegrass band from New York City. We do get some funny looks when we tell people where we're from, but we figure, if there can be a world class symphony from Mobile, then why not a bluegrass band from New York?"
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Romance in the world of the SITKOMs
Today is our 6th anniversary. Paul is in New Orleans, I in Mobile, so we are celebrating in the usual style by doing nothing special. We're pretty laid back people about holidays and tend to go more with our mood and less with the calendar when it comes to presents and celebration. Our anniversary, combined with a post by my LA friend, has me thinking about romance. People warn of the loss of romance when children and careers take hold. Have we, deep in the throws of life, forgotten about romance? Looking back, we've never followed the traditional romance route. Yet I think I am a fairly romantic person and love to be romanced. (Caveat: sappy sweet is NOT romantic.) So it got me thinking: what does romance mean to me?
Answer: romance is surprise.
To me, the unexpected is romantic. I am very difficult to surprise and when I am truly caught off my guard, there is nothing I love more. I find great delight in small detail... The surprise of opening the door to find fresh flowers on the table (extra points for a well-potted orchid). Waking up to breakfast in bed. Coming home to a new recipe in the oven. A gift for no reason. I'd rather have these spontaneous surprises than a planned evening of being wined and dined.
I also wonder, as my friend did, what others believe to be romantic these days.
PS: Paul, I still want us to make time for lunch at Bayona when I get home!
Friday, June 09, 2006
Kate is one month old!
What a month it has been! Current update:
- No idea on weight, but I'm guessing close to 12 pounds. No idea on length, but she is stretching the seams of the feet in 0-3 month outfits.
- Nursing is going so much better. Still evidence of the milk mixing imbalance and forceful letdown reflex, but she is handling it so much better. An example of how nursing problems eventually figure themselves out when you stick with it.
- The last few nights have been dreams. She sleeps from about 10-5/6am. Because she sleeps with me, I wake up when she starts to stir and nurse her before she's fully awake and she drifts back off to sleep. Crying is incredibly rare and seems to always be related to gas -- one good burp does the trick. Hooray for common sense and attachment parenting!
- She is encountering normal 4-week old issues... baby acne and hair loss. Hopefully both will clear up soon.
- We are head-over-heels for our baby girl!
Click here to view more of Kate's one month photo shoot.
Not so quiet on the home front
Paul is home and working double-time on getting the house in order for our return. (ETA: This coming Monday.) He's posting pictures of his progress.
I am *very* excited about returning home, but overwhelmed at the work that awaits... a dead, overgrown yard in shambles, stuff awaiting construction of shelving, toe molding to be installed, painting to be done, curtains to be hung, an outbuilding to be re-shingled and re-faced and so much more. While we are used to being overwhelmed, it all seems so much more with two kids to wrangle.
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Household Drama
I am unhappy with some of the things I see in Will's normal play. He is attached to his harmonica these days (he carries it everywhere) and in play, will jab it in the air and at our legs. I think this borders on aggression and it bothers me.
More upsetting to me is how Will can physically act out when frustrated. With Paul now suddenly gone, Will has gotten even more attached to me. He is great with Kate, but clearly feels the change of no longer being the only center to our child universe. The number of time outs has increased, as have Will's tantrums, requests for binky, and things that I feel are aggressive in his actions.
We are very clear on how we feel about aggressive acts: they are scary, dangerous, mean-spirited, and not acceptable. When other kids have engaged in this type of play around Will, we've taken time to explain how we feel about them and have been proud to report that he routinely walks away from this type of play with other kids. Since coming to Mobile, Will's television and movie time has increased greatly. In particular, he's had exposure to things that are new to him: movies. So, my thought is that maybe we are sending mixed messages. Peter Pan and Captain Hook spar off with each other, Buzz Lightyear and Woody have physical fights and are still friends ... so maybe he's learning that these things are okay. Following this train of thought, I figure that we should cut these things out for a few years. Not forever, but just until he's a little older and we can explain things better.
So, my question: is this a reasonable approach? Or I am living in a dream world?
Further: by suggesting that we cut these things, I've stepped on some family toes. (Granted, I haven't been the most diplomatic in my mode of discussion.) Is suggesting a change in the current mode of operation an insult?
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Weekend Fun
Will points out the "buggie" on his bubble mower. (Having just worked so hard to "mow" the lawn.)
Granna gives Kate a night-time bath in the kitchen sink.
Skip teaches Will to strum. "Whoa," says Will.
Will and Emily play "smoosh." This is when Will runs and tackles you, knocking you over completely i.e. "smooshing" you. Here Emily rebounds.
Skip holds a hiccupping Baby Kate.
Pooltime with Emily and Skip!
Will had a *blast* enjoying the pool with Aunt Emily and Uncle Skip, who came for the weekend to visit with us and meet Baby Kate.
Will is "dancing" in the picture above. (Think the "cold spaghetti" dance.)
Ready or not... here he comes! Will jumps into the water, full speed... get ready for a splash!