Saturday, November 08, 2008

Clark's party

Today we had a party to celebrate Clark's first b'day which is on Tuesday.



Clark really liked the carrot cake I made.




He also seemed to enjoy watching the big kids in the bounce house.



He was dressed to impress in some cool birthday clothes.



I made a carrot cake for us, an individual carrot cake for Clark to smash into, and chocolate cupcakes with cream cheese frosting for those picky eaters who don't like carrot cake.



Everybody said it all tasted great. I'll have to add more photos in a new post....

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Staycation

Curt took 2 days off recently and we took a little staycation. On one of the days we went to the zoo and had a good old time.



And only in Florida can a kid go in the splash zone in November. I thought it was too cold and didn't bring his swim trunks, but he begged to go in so I let him go in his shorts since I had a spare pair in my bag. He had the whole place to himself, the crazy little bugger.





The two brothers really have a good time together and play so nicely together most of the time.





This was the first time that Clark could really see the animals and he enjoyed it a lot.




Curtis always loves feeding the animals at the petting zoo.

Friday, October 31, 2008

Halloween party at the Soccer Academy



Here's a cute video I took of Curtis and his best bud Miqdad from the soccer academy at the halloween party today.

T

Talking to myself

I've been thinking about this lately. Not the kind of talking you do out loud when you are doing chores or that kind of thing. I mean the kind of talking to yourself you do inside your head.

I can identify two kinds of talking I do to myself inside my head. The first kind is when I talk directly to myself. I think, after discussing this with my husband, that many of us do this kind of talking. I tend to tell myself how I've screwed up or what I feel is wrong with myself. I have caught myself doing this over and over. I think we should all start talking to ourselves in the way God would. I know from my little knowledge of the Bible that God has lots of loving grace when dealing with the imperfections of us humans. Why can't we give ourselves that graceful unconditional love and forgiveness? I want to make an effort to start talking to myself with love and graceful compassion. I want to start talking to myself as if I do truly believe I am special and worthy of love. Think of how much better life would be if we could each just build ourselves up by reminding ourselves of how special and lovable we truly are.

The second kind of talking I do in my head is directed at other people. I catch myself redoing old conversations or planning out future ones. Sometimes I am defending myself over and over using the same words yet never feeling closure. Sometimes I am just planning what I hope will be witty banter or enchanting conversation with people I plan to spend time with. This kind of talking to myself is the kind that ends up making me feel a little batty. It's like going around and around in my head with conversations that never happen and only keep me from my own peace of mind. I began experimenting with a new method of ending this senseless cycle of non-conversation. Today I have had a lot of luck with replacing these 'head conversations' with affirmations. I think there is a part of my mind that just craves the cycle of churning words, and I have been successful at appeasing this desire with repeated positive affirmations. Today I began at one point saying 'I am healthy and have a strong immune system' over and over in my mind and the words took on a musical rhythm in my head that felt both positive and very zen. My mind was no longer feeling open ended with the words of conversations which never take place. Suddenly I looked up from what I was doing and realized that much time had passed and I had only been concentrating on the task I was doing and the words I was musically repeating in my mind.

I wanted to document these ideas because I am really hoping that these are lessons I have learned in a permanent way. I spend much of my life learning lessons through living and lately I have felt that I am learning the same lessons over and over again. I am hopeful that I can start making this knowledge more permanent and continue to grow as a person.

Halloween picture show



Clark helping plan the jack-o-lantern.



The boys playing with their big pumpkin.



Curtis and his big pumpkin.



Clark with his pumpkin.




This is a picture of Clark in his Cheeta costume.


I'll post more soon.

Tara

Friday, October 24, 2008

Hooded Towel




I received a hooded towel as a baby gift and I could tell it was lovingly hand made. So I copied it. I'm really happy with how it turned out. I'm doing a hand-made Christmas this year and plan to make one of these for each of my Florida nieces.

T

Wind Up Sushi



I recently got a new car. It's used, but new to me. I keep forgetting to take a pic of me with it, but that's not important. What is important is that this new car does not make a ding noise when you leave your lights on like my husbands car does. So, yes you guessed it, today I left my lights on and the battery died. I wish the story ended there but your ding bat of a blogger accidentally left her cell phone at home today too. On top of that I accidentally took the car with the baby seat in it but left the baby home with Daddy. So there I am at school with Curtis with no phone, a dead battery, and my husband can't even come get me because his car has no baby seat. Lucky for me another mom showed up with jumper cables so I didn't have to wait for AAA.

I went to Walmart looking for a new battery and they didn't have any that fit my car. But I did find this wind up sushi on the clearance aisle. What the heck is up with this? I couldn't pass it up!

I sure hope this week is I am less of a ding bat.

T

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Beware of Frugal Mommy



That's right we now have a spiderman costume and a little puppy costume for a total of $8. I found both costumes at yardsales. This spidey costume is a little big but it will work and the good thing is maybe he'll even want to wear it again next year.

Watch out bad guys, little spidey Curtis is on the prowl.

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

A Box

We got a big box the other week and Curtis and I turned it into a car while Clark was napping one day. He had such fun drawing wheels and head lights and such on the box and then pretending to drive. Once Clark woke up we stuck it into the wagon and took it for a "drive".


Sunday, October 05, 2008

Decorating for Halloween




Curt and Curtis have been decorating for halloween. This is Curtis' favorite holiday. He's so excited to dress up and he asked to make some decorations.




I think they turned out pretty good. He's really better at drawing than I expected. Now we need to try to get him to decide on a costume. This year he keeps picking something different each week. One day he wants to be spiderman and the next he wants to be a skeleton and so on and so on....

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Clarkey D.




I took a few pictures of Clark D. outside in the afternoon yesterday. He is so cute I had to share.

Baking Buddy




Two weeks ago we got a kid's cookbook out of the library. Curtis has expressed a real interest in cooking and baking lately so I found the book and we flipped through it once or twice. Then one day this past week Clark was napping and Curtis and I were bored so we broke it out. There was an easy recipe for a quick dough. I had to adjust it some since I didn't have enough white flour, so I halfed the recipe and then subbed half of the flour with wheat.

Curtis had fun making faces and snakes and worms. The faces he copied from the pictures in the book but the worms and snakes were his idea. He ate a bunch of it that night, so I guess it is true that kid's really do enjoy eating food they took a part in preparing.

Friday, September 19, 2008

This boy climbs

And I mean everywhere!

Mowing

So I've been mowing the lawn some lately. I find it strangely satisfying. I think there is a sense of accomplishment in this that I don't get on a day to day basis. It seems like most of what I do all day gets undone very quickly. Like when I vacuum usually a pet or child makes a mess in 20 minutes or so and it gets frustrating. Also I do dishes after lunch only to have more dirtied up and waiting a few hours later after dinner. Laundry is a similar story.

So it all started a while back when Curt wanted to watch some big soccer thing on TV but it was Sunday evening and the lawn really needed to be mowed. I told him I'd try it if he'd turn the mower on for me and it went OK. I did it again a few times when there was a Buccs game on or some other thing and I'm really liking it. It's very zen like to cut across strip after strip in the long St. Augustine grass. I sometimes wear our MP3 player and rock out to good music but honestly I prefer not too. I think the loudness of the mower enhances the inward turning of my mind as I mow. It's therapeutic and then when I'm done I look back to see an actual measurable achievement. No one can make the grass grow back in faster than mother nature intends.

There is also something to be said for the endorphins that get set off due to the physicality of the activity. I'm not going to say there is a 'mower's high' but I think it might be something like that. I love to work out and walking in all sweaty and wore out after mowing away the grass makes me feel pretty good.

We'll see how long this lasts. We're getting into the good part of the year where you don't have to mow every week here in FL and things are starting to cool down a little (for Florida weather I mean), so who knows what'll happen once the heat comes back next year.

T

Monday, September 15, 2008

Funny Night

Well, change of plans...we did sushi and ice skating instead. It was DH's first time ice skating (he's a FL native) and he was so funny. We finally found one sport I'm better at then him!

Sunday, September 14, 2008

6 years ago today

I had just gotten married. It's really hard to believe. We've been together now 8.5 years married for 6. Tonight my MIL will sit with the kids while we go for Cuban food and bowling. Did you know those are the traditional activities for a 6th anniversary (just kidding)?

Then I look down at my lap and see this 10 month old and can't believe how fast time goes. He's growing right in front of my eyes.

How can I be almost 33 years old? How can I have two kids and a husband and a mortgage and a soccer mom car now?

Crazy stuff over here!!!!

Saturday, September 13, 2008

I'm not trying to be political here

but I just wanted to share this...I don't agree with everything said here but find the first part of it very interesting...take it or leave it...

The following testimonial was presented to me by an Alaskan. Please read.

To my fellow Americans

I’m an Alaskan. I grew up in Wasilla. Sarah Palin was my mayor. She wanted to ban books at the library where my parents taught me how to read. There have been many interesting pieces of journalism introducing my gun toting, mooseburger-eating former neighbors (I now live in Manhattan) to the rest of the country, and most have focused on how proud Alaskans are of their governor making the surprise leap to the big leagues.

Sarah Palin’s story is compelling, but it is one that could happen only in Alaska, where the politics and the economy are simple and where it’s not difficult to spend a lifetime sheltered from the complexities and diversity of the outside world. I love my home state; I wouldn’t trade my childhood there with anyone. And I hope the Palin intrigue will translate into a boost in tourism that will further enrich the state’s $5 billion budget surplus, so that when Gov. Palin returns to Juneau in November she can continue to serve Alaska’s interests with relative ease.

But as reporters roam the streets where I grew up, chatting with my ecstatic neighbors, I feel compelled to offer another view, as an American, by pointing out that John McCain has demonstrated an alarming lapse of judgment by choosing Sarah Palin as his party’s VP candidate. Choosing a running mate was his first and only concrete test of judgment in the campaign process. Here’s why he failed.

My fellow Alaskans have vouched for Palin as a charming, interesting person. I can add to that that she is perfectly friendly. But now she is running for the highest office and so it must be noted that Sarah Palin the Friendly Neighbor is different from Sarah Palin the Executive. The latter is a woman with intense agendas guided by a narrow set of culturally conservative and extreme religious values. She believes that abstinence should be the only form of sex education taught to teenagers; she believes that creationism should be taught alongside science in our schools; she is against a woman’s right to choose even in the cases of incest and rape; and her church believes gay and lesbian Americans can and, one assumes, should be corrected by prayer (“pray away the gay” is their cheery slogan).

When she was mayor of my hometown, these extreme views came off as petty and irrelevant to people like me who did not share them. There seemed little cause for alarm. Most Alaskans are happy to live and let live; we don’t think of ourselves as Republican or Democrat. Besides, as mayor, it’s not like she had the power to wiretap our phones, amend our constitution, or send us to war.

But she did try to use her power to ban books. Wasilla’s popular public librarian rightly objected, and the community rightly backed the librarian. The books were never banned, though Mrs. Palin did fire the librarian for not agreeing with her political views, then rescinded the firing after it was clear she’d made an unpopular decision. Sarah Palin’s behavior is revealing: in a state as isolated as Alaska, in a town as small as Wasilla, books are vital to the culture and to the education of its residents. The small town values I learned growing up included attending story hour at the public library. Those values most certainly did not include trying to ban books that the mayor’s church friends didn’t think other people should read.

It will be interesting to see what effect Gov. Palin’s penchant for reform will have on the McCain campaign. Will she put one of Cindy McCain’s private jets on eBay? Maybe one of the McCain’s seven houses? It certainly hasn’t meant she’ll answer any questions from voters or the press. Her very first media interview won’t come until later this week. The reason is clear: she’s not ready to answer questions about the housing crisis, foreign policy or healthcare. So far she’s been allowed into public view only to deliver a speech similar to the one she gave at her party’s convention, the one in which, with the sass and smile of a punch line, she ridiculed community organizers who step up to help less fortunate communities whose government has allowed them to fall through the cracks. Her speech made for good television, something the McCain camp felt they desperately needed. And it sure fired up the folks at the Republican National Convention. Who can blame them? They finally have a candidate who can shoot a gun, drink a beer AND speak in complete English sentences. This is real change for them.

In recent days, Sen. McCain and Gov. Palin have directed accusations of elitism at the Democratic ticket as well as at the media, suggesting that there is something undesirable about a presidential candidate with extensive knowledge of foreign policy, inner city community struggles, constitutional law, and the complexities of the major domestic crises. This is baffling. Don’t we want an elite leader? Don’t we want a White House made transparent by an elite press? We are a large and complex nation with large and complex problems. Common sense suggests, and the last eight years have shown, that perhaps the president should be something of an elite leader.

Barack Obama studied international relations at Columbia (he also has a law degree and has taught constitutional law) before returning to Chicago to be a community organizer. Meanwhile, Mrs. Palin ran for Miss Alaska (she placed second) and then received a Bachelor’s degree in communications-journalism from the University of Idaho. She returned to Alaska and became a reporter at a television station’s sports desk.

For just 22 months Sarah Palin has been the governor of a state of just 680,000 people that is “awash” in money (as former Alaska governor Tony Knowles put it) and receives more pork-barrel money per capita than any other state. Alaska has no tricky border or immigration issues with the remote parts of British Columbia and the coast of Siberia. There are no inner cities struggling with poverty and daily violence. There is a lot of drunk driving (Alaska is dark and cold much of the year), though the state police force is well funded and the road system they patrol is startlingly simple; I can’t think of a stretch of highway lasting 15 miles that has more than 4 lanes.

To use a metaphor from track (a sport the Palins are fond of), putting Gov. Palin on a presidential ticket is like Coach McCain sending a promising high school long-jumper to compete for Team USA in the Olympic decathlon. It’s a really bad coaching decision. And by all accounts McCain’s vetting process was hasty and impulsive.

John McCain’s choice of Sarah Palin shows that he is moving farther and farther to the right of mainstream America. If he’s doing it for political reasons, he’s no maverick. If he’s doing this for reasons of principle, he is merely out of touch with most Americans. Ninety percent of the delegates to the Republican National Convention were white. That might resemble the America that the Republican party sees, and it certainly resembles the demographics that shaped Gov. Palin over the many years she’s lived in Alaska. But it’s not the America most Americans live in. Not only is Sarah Palin’s executive experience inadequate, her worldview is not possibly diverse or nuanced enough to appreciate either the domestic challenges or international complexities that a VP must grasp at the most basic level. A McCain/Palin administration would be risky at best, and potentially disastrous.

I’m sick of Republicans suggesting I’m unpatriotic while they ruin my reputation around the world. I’m sick of people casting votes of fear because of threats that are mischaracterized and exploited by their own political leaders. I’m sick of distorted television commercials being my country’s primary method of public discourse. And I’m sick of being told that straight, white, Evangelical family values are better for my country than my family’s values. Anyone who has paid lip service to the idea that America’s strength relies upon its diversity, be warned: it’s actually true, and it will be even truer in the future. I think my generation will be known as the diversity generation. We get America. We are ready to be leaders for the world community. We are motivated. We think. We are patriotic.

And if we vote, we cannot be outnumbered.


Ryan Quinn
8 September 2008

Ryan Quinn was born and raised in Alaska. He now lives in New York City.
He can be reached at nvrstpthnkng@gmail.com

Friday, September 12, 2008

Crazy week means we need cake

Yes, it's been a crazy week.

I had some big tests on Monday including a diabetes test. It happens to be the 6th time I've taken this test, which requires fasting and hours of waiting and blood taking. The good news is I've heard nothing back and no news is good news I think.

Then we finally bought a new car on Wednesday night, keeping us out very late and putting us all in bed way past our bedtimes. I'm really happy with the car and I'll get a picture and post about it sometime soon.

Then of course there was the sadness of Sept 11th on top of me hosting a play date at my house, which both made me a little anxious. On that day Clark happened to turn 10 months old too and that made me a little sad to think of how fast he is growing up right before my eyes. I'll take a picture this weekend so we can mark the occasion.

So I guess it's not too much of a surprise that we were all burnt out by last night and ended up waking up to colds. Clark has been snotty since Thursday and now we are all following in his footsteps. I can only hope that it's a quick little bug that our strong immune systems will bust out in 24 hours tops.

So earlier this week we tested out our new pumpkin cake pan. Curtis really loves Halloween (and cake). It is clearly his favorite holiday, although I'm sure Christmas will soon win out once he understands it fully. He just loves to read books about halloween and talk about it and check out the bats in the sky at night etc etc. I got this cake pan at Ross for cheap and we tested it out with a simple chocolate cake recipe that I glazed with a simple powdered sugar glaze. We didn't want to frost it since then the features wouldn't come through clearly. We only ate half before we got burnt out on it and gave a big chunk to my FIL who is always happy to sample my home baked sweets.


Here is Curtis helping with the mixer. He is a surprisingly great egg cracker.



Of course we had to test the batter.



And here is the finally product.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

My little student



That's right...we ended up putting Curtis into preschool at The Complete Soccer Academy. This is their first year doing preschool, but they have been doing clubs and after school care for two years now. There are only 4 kids in the class right now but they have room for 15 and I'm hoping at least a few more enroll since Curtis is a little social butterfly. He gets all the regular preschool stuff plus one 20 minute soccer lesson and one 20 minute yoga lesson each day. It's more than I wanted to pay but priced lower still than most of the other places around here that I checked into. I sure hope this works out and that he likes it there this whole year. We both have been making each other a little nuts lately with our boredom.

Tara

Monday, September 01, 2008

Inpromptu Beach trip



Yup we decided to book a room at our favorite spot on the beach very spur of the moment last week. Curtis was really excited to go down the water slide again and we had great weather and there were no crowds at all.




I had a blast playing on the beach with the kids making drip castles and sitting in the waves.




My little dare devil 3 year old begged me to let him go on this ride over the Daytona Beach Pier. I had my heart in my throat the whole time they were up there and when they got down they both said it was scary.

Tara

Sunday, August 24, 2008

Yum!




Clark wanted to help Curtis and I make brownies!

Complete Soccer Academy




There is a new preschool in Apopka run at the Complete Soccer Academy. They held an open house last week that we went to and Curtis loves the place. I did seriously consider sending him, but it just doesn't look like it will work out for a few reasons, but....he sure did have fun playing during the open house. It's all indoor soccer which he loved playing, and as you can see, he also had fun lining up the colorful indoor soccer balls.

T

Some thoughts on addiction and marriage

I used to struggle with addiction. If there is such a thing as an addictive personality, I had it. I think for me it was about low self worth and low self esteem. I had to keep myself busy and full with substances or people so I wouldn't face the fact that I didn't believe I had any worth as a human being.

Once I hit my rock bottom I did face that and it wasn't something I just took on and moved on from. There was a long period of time where I wrestled with my own personal demons.

Now I'm in a completely difference space. In fact I believe my non-co-dependency is actually having a negative effect on my marriage. I'm at a place in my life where I do crave alone time and as a mother to two young children I don't get it much. So when they are both alseep or playing I push my husband away so I can go inward with myself and pay myself the attention that I distracted myself from all those years before. Obviously this doesn't make my husband happy, and he is a very touchy feely lovey dovey guy to begin with. I then end up feeling guilty for taking this time for myself and not forcing myself to cater to his emotional needs before my own.

I know this is also all tangled up with my hormones, as there are times of the month when this is a big issue and other times when there is no issue at all. Can you guess which time we are in now? LOL

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Yes, We're Fine

Hurricane Fay seems to be just skirting central florida inland. The poor east coaster are getting a run for their money, though. We are only suffering from cabin fever because it's been rainy and windy for 48 hours. I'm so glad she's going around us!

As for me..well recently I've been doing a lot of thinking about my diet and excersize routine. After finding out I'm both underweight and way below what I should be for bady fat content I then found out that Clark only gained 4 ozs in over 3 months. He dropped from 20th %tile to 5th %tile. While I know a lot of this is genetic and I will never have 'big' boys, I also am thinking since his main source of nutrition comes from my breast milk, that my low fat %tage is affecting the fat content of my milk. In laymans terms I make skim milk.

At this stage Clark still has a lot of developing going on and needs good fats for it. So I am sad to say I have to quit running. This same thing happened before when I started running again. After 2 weeks I lose 3-6 lbs and when you weigh 100 lbs that's a lot. Cardio just isn't good for me, so no triathalon next year either. So I'm probably going to quit the gym and use that money each month for extra food (I'll get to this) and getting Curtis into a preschool (sooner the better). I'll still do my morning walk, and believe me walking 1-2 miles while pushing two kids in a double stroller is actually a decent work out.

I'm also looking at my diet and realizing it's a little high in carbs and low in fat and protein. It's much easier to add good things for me than to subtract bad things so instead of focusing on eliminating carbs, like I've done in the past and failed, I plan to add lots of lean protein and good healthy fats to my diet. I am adding cheeses and yogurt, avocado and lean chicken and fish, and eggs too. I'm also researching protein powders for smoothies, so if you know of a good high protein tasty one let me know.

I hope this all goes well and I hope Clark and I start to look and feel better (although I can't imagine him looking any cuter than he already does...see...

Wish me luck

Win a Beco Butterfly Baby Carrier and Beco Toy Carrier from Along for the Ride.

I plan to win.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Stevie Wonder lyrics

It seems to me like most days can be summed up with some lyrics from a Stevie Wonder song. Sometimes I look at my sons and think 'isn't he lovely'. Or some days I feel like I'm living in a 'past time paradise'. Or sometimes I think that love is definitely 'in need of love' today.

Tonight I come to the end of the day and I just know I need to go 'have a talk with God'. I crave some organization to all my thoughts. For several nights now I lay in bed so physically tired and yet my mind goes over and over thoughts of encounters in person, on line, on the telephone. I replay how it went, how it should have gone, how I wish it had gone, until it's 4am and the baby is waking up to nurse.

Tonight I want to lie in bed and have that talk with God, and ask him to organize these thoughts and file them away in the great big file cabinet that is between my ears. Keep them in some manila folders somewhere just in case. Lock the cabinet so they can't come flying out at the least opportune time only to scatter dust and send me careening back to my past and my poor interpersonal relationship skills.

On nights like this I want to tell God about it all. I want to gossip to him and brag to him and cry on his shoulder until it's all gone and I can just be empty...and happy...and free. I want him to be there to listen completely without any judgment, or distraction, or advice.

And then I want to sleep a deep dreamless sleep and wake feeling so restored and well rested.

Longer out than in



Here's a picture of Clark I took on tuesday. He turned 9 months old on Monday, so in this picture he has officially been out of me longer than he was in me. It makes me both happy and sad. He's just a delight to be around, one of the cutest and most easy going babies I'm sure. He laughs and plays with us (including big brother) and one of the best things about him is he will sit with us at the dinner table and eat and eat and eat, allowing us to actually get a little food in too. Curtis is still not very good with mealtimes and has never liked eating. Even with his appetite, Clark is still a skinny guy.

It's in the genes, for sure.

I just had a consult with a personal trainer at my new gym and after seeing my body fat % and BMI he told me to stop running and start eating and lifting weights. This doesn't make me too happy and certainy doesn't bode well for my goal of doing a mini-triathalon next year. I'm still mulling it over. He also recomended that I get my thyroid levels checked so I guess I'll have to call the doctor soon. Ugh, I hate doctors.

Ok, enough whining from me, just enjoy this cute pic of my little baby.

T

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Kitchen Stuff



My kitchen is fully functional, as you can see. I made these delicious pumpkin oatmeal muffins yesterday (check out the flower from my rose bush as decor). I was stressed out and when I'm stressed, I bake. It helps me to get grounded and relax and then I also get to gobble down carbs when I'm done. These are pretty healthy for the most part and I love pumpkin.

It's almost pumpkin season and I'm so ready. August is hard in the south when we know we have at least 2 months of hot weather left. I'm feeling the cabin fever, but at least I'll be out having fun in December and January when all you northerns are snowed in ;)



So while it is functional, it is ugly. I asked my "worker dude" (that's what he calls it) to fix up my kitchen for me. The actual plan is to paint the ugly cupboard and get a new counter. We also need a new dishwasher and oven since ours are only half working now. I love to cook/bake and I'm so sick of this ugly, half working kitchen.

breastfeeding explained by Big Bird

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g3DWRhfNm4c

Friday, August 08, 2008

Lunchtime





Just in case you want to know what my lunch company looks like.

Curtis never used to like peanutbutter and jelly but he asks for them everyday now. I guess it's true what they say about toddlers and food jags.

Clark enjoys unsalted saltines, cheerios, banana bread, zucchini bread, canned pears, bananas, cream cheese or cottage cheese on toast, etc etc. For dinner he'll eat sweet potato chunks or green beans with toast or crackers. He loves to eat (unlike big brother) and will sit for a good half hour just putting food in and chewing it up (also unlike big brother who hardly lasts 10 mins at the table). But he's still a skinny guy at hardly 17 lbs.

T

Saturday, August 02, 2008

A Husband's Self-Portrait and Sleep



My husband is an artist. He doesn't like to call himself that and he doesn't even like telling people about his hobby, by I do. I think he's really good at it. He paints in our garage into the wee hours of the night on weekends and still gets up before 8am with us to enjoy family time. He had this self-portrait hanging on the back porch to dry and I notice how he was wearing a blue shirt that day. I ran and got the camera and begged him to post it on my blog. Don't you think it really captures something?




Another evening we took our regular evening walk only to find that BOTH boys had fallen asleep on the way home. This is what parents of young children call a jackpot. It was so nice to skip the long bedtime routine for once.

Tara