Okay, so we're a little behind schedule, seeing as how it's November, but Geneva and I finally made a trip out to Sunnyside to visit Pioneer Elementary! It was loud and hot and overwhelming-- for me. Geneva was amazing. And, despite being exhausted after two hours, I loved every second of it. It has been easy for me to forget how much I adore teaching during these last five months, because staying at home with my girl has been the most wonderful experience of my life, but being back at school reminded me of everything I loved about working with kids. They were goofy and honest and sweet (and they loooved Geneva). I wouldn't trade this time with my daughter for anything in the world, and I am thankful every day that I get to stay home and take care of her as she grows... so how on earth did I get lucky enough to have a fulfilling career waiting for me when she's off having adventures of her own? I miss teaching-- not in a way that makes me sad, but in a way that keeps me excited for the future, and makes me sure of who I am and what I want to do with my life.
As I was typing this, Geneva peed all over me. You don't get that in the classroom!
"Take chances! Make mistakes! Get messy!" --Ms. Frizzle
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Autumn
How time flies.
It has been the better part of a season since I last posted! You would think, then, that we'd have a whole ton of really exciting updates to put on the blog. Ha! We're not exactly an exciting bunch. Basically, life has just been happening as we enjoy our little house, get ready for the holidays, watch Geneva grow, and take in our favorite season.
So, when we bought this house last January I had a rough idea of what updates/projects we'd like to have done during our first year here. I realize now that we were a bit ambitious and maybe foolishly optimistic to think that we'd be able to make so many changes (mostly in the yard) while at the same time adjusting to home ownership, new parenthood, and life as a one-income family. Oh well-- we've got our raised garden beds in, and a new flower bed in the back yard as well. All of the nasty, half-dead arborvitaes are gone. We even have a little compost bin to help with the establishment of next year's garden. What we do NOT have are a chicken coop, tool shed, patio or rose hedge. I guess that gives us something to look forward to working on next Spring and Summer. It's also making me think about family planning... I always wanted my kids to be close in age, but now I'm thinking hmm, if I space them apart just a few months more, how much yard work could I cram into those extra months? Not that we're trying for another already or anything. It's just funny where my mind goes now. I feel like such a grown-up sometimes. Anyway, despite having completed very few outdoor projects this year, it turns out that our yard is self-decorating in the fall! The beautiful birch tree out front turns a breathtaking shade of gold. Even the light looks different when that tree's leaves turn. I love fall!
As you may be able to tell, I was VERY much looking forward to the prospect of trick-or-treaters this year. It has been a long time since I had little kids in costumes knocking at my door. In Seattle we either lived on a busy street or in an apartment building, and my signs saying "trick-or-treaters welcome" with arrows going up the stairs must have creeped people out. Anyway, this year we had plenty-- probably about fifty kids-- and best of all, we had our very own adorable costumed child! I dressed Geneva up as a raccoon and we answered the door together to hand out reeses, kitkats, apple suckers and cider. I was kind of bummed out that some of the moms seemed to think I was trying to poison their children with homemade cider. Yeah, lady, I'm holding a five-month-old but I could really use another kid so I think I'll drug yours. Sheesh. The teenagers liked it anyway. They were actually the most universally polite of all the trick-or-treaters we got. Some of the kids were as sweet as pie, but some of them were little stinkers who didn't even say "trick or treat" and basically just stuffed their fists into our candy bowl and ran off. Oh well, we got a huge kick out of the whole evening and of course took lots of pictures!
Geneva and me at Mom & Baby group.
Our sweet little raccoon.
Daddy and baby.
Whereas I tend to just wing it when it comes to jack o'lanterns, Avery goes the "cheater" route and gets his patterns online. This year he went with Barack Obama. The website called this pattern "Yes We Carve." Hell yeah!
Okay, this is not a great picture but the face Avery is making cracks me up. He's singing a particular AC/DC song that goes along with the placement of his pumpkin.
Our new kitten! This is Io. He was a rescue kitten from the local shelter. He's very friendly-- like, up your nose friendly-- and fitting in very well.
We interrupt this long overdue blog post to bring you exciting news: Geneva has been napping for over TWO HOURS. To give you an idea of how amazing this is, over the last three days she has napped zero hours. I actually keep running upstairs to check on her, it seems so surreal. I think we both needed this.
Speaking of that little girl, here's what she's been up to lately: sitting up (with help), eating rice cereal and squash, and rolling over exactly once. I got the feeling she was able to roll over but just didn't really feel like it, and then on Monday we were playing on the floor when she caught sight of a toy she wanted. She went as stiff as a board, and with a mighty grunt she turned slowly from her back to her tummy and grabbed the toy. Since then nothing seems to have interested her enough to motivate her to roll again, but at least now my suspicions are confirmed: she can do it! Our new feeding routine is going fairly well, too. She's kind of done with rice cereal, and having tried a little myself I can't say I blame her. Squash, however, is going over very well, and although we make a huge mess every night a good portion of the food does end up in her tummy. The introduction of "solids" (and by solids, I mean goo) hasn't really changed how much she eats, sleeps or poops, but it has changed our nighttime routine because now she requires a bath every evening to get the squash out of her rolls. Between eating, bathing, getting jammies on, nursing, reading, and rocking, Avery and I basically have to have our own dinner the minute he gets home. Honestly, I'm so exhausted by the time Geneva is down for the night that I don't do much except read, watch TV, knit or go to bed. I wondered when I first started staying home with Geneva if weekends wouldn't seem like such a big deal anymore, since I'd be home every day anyway. Oh my goodness! I do not know what I'd do without Saturday and Sunday. Or Avery, for that matter.
When I get a spare moment I am still enjoying doing crafty things, but I'm afraid that's as specific as I can be. Why all the secrecy? Well, Avery and I decided that since Geneva will be too little this Christmas to be surprised by her presents, we will each provide presents for her stocking without the other knowing what they are. That way, at least someone will be surprised when she rips off the wrapping on Christmas morning. So, I am currently working on a bunch of small projects to go into her stocking. Sorry Ave, no clues! Some non-Christmas creations that have been finished since my last post are a sweater, a blankie, Geneva's costume of course, and sometime this afternoon I'll be finishing up a pair of knit legwarmers. Oh yeah, I'll also need to get started on eighteen new napkins-- we're hosting Thanksgiving this year! I'm so excited. So so so so so excited.
All right, it's been nearly three hours since she went down. I MUST be nearly out of time, so I'll wrap this up with some pictures!
She might be getting big, but she's still little. (This is the sweater I made for her.)
It has been the better part of a season since I last posted! You would think, then, that we'd have a whole ton of really exciting updates to put on the blog. Ha! We're not exactly an exciting bunch. Basically, life has just been happening as we enjoy our little house, get ready for the holidays, watch Geneva grow, and take in our favorite season.
So, when we bought this house last January I had a rough idea of what updates/projects we'd like to have done during our first year here. I realize now that we were a bit ambitious and maybe foolishly optimistic to think that we'd be able to make so many changes (mostly in the yard) while at the same time adjusting to home ownership, new parenthood, and life as a one-income family. Oh well-- we've got our raised garden beds in, and a new flower bed in the back yard as well. All of the nasty, half-dead arborvitaes are gone. We even have a little compost bin to help with the establishment of next year's garden. What we do NOT have are a chicken coop, tool shed, patio or rose hedge. I guess that gives us something to look forward to working on next Spring and Summer. It's also making me think about family planning... I always wanted my kids to be close in age, but now I'm thinking hmm, if I space them apart just a few months more, how much yard work could I cram into those extra months? Not that we're trying for another already or anything. It's just funny where my mind goes now. I feel like such a grown-up sometimes. Anyway, despite having completed very few outdoor projects this year, it turns out that our yard is self-decorating in the fall! The beautiful birch tree out front turns a breathtaking shade of gold. Even the light looks different when that tree's leaves turn. I love fall!
As you may be able to tell, I was VERY much looking forward to the prospect of trick-or-treaters this year. It has been a long time since I had little kids in costumes knocking at my door. In Seattle we either lived on a busy street or in an apartment building, and my signs saying "trick-or-treaters welcome" with arrows going up the stairs must have creeped people out. Anyway, this year we had plenty-- probably about fifty kids-- and best of all, we had our very own adorable costumed child! I dressed Geneva up as a raccoon and we answered the door together to hand out reeses, kitkats, apple suckers and cider. I was kind of bummed out that some of the moms seemed to think I was trying to poison their children with homemade cider. Yeah, lady, I'm holding a five-month-old but I could really use another kid so I think I'll drug yours. Sheesh. The teenagers liked it anyway. They were actually the most universally polite of all the trick-or-treaters we got. Some of the kids were as sweet as pie, but some of them were little stinkers who didn't even say "trick or treat" and basically just stuffed their fists into our candy bowl and ran off. Oh well, we got a huge kick out of the whole evening and of course took lots of pictures!
Geneva and me at Mom & Baby group.
Our sweet little raccoon.
Daddy and baby.
Whereas I tend to just wing it when it comes to jack o'lanterns, Avery goes the "cheater" route and gets his patterns online. This year he went with Barack Obama. The website called this pattern "Yes We Carve." Hell yeah!
Okay, this is not a great picture but the face Avery is making cracks me up. He's singing a particular AC/DC song that goes along with the placement of his pumpkin.
Our new kitten! This is Io. He was a rescue kitten from the local shelter. He's very friendly-- like, up your nose friendly-- and fitting in very well.We interrupt this long overdue blog post to bring you exciting news: Geneva has been napping for over TWO HOURS. To give you an idea of how amazing this is, over the last three days she has napped zero hours. I actually keep running upstairs to check on her, it seems so surreal. I think we both needed this.
Speaking of that little girl, here's what she's been up to lately: sitting up (with help), eating rice cereal and squash, and rolling over exactly once. I got the feeling she was able to roll over but just didn't really feel like it, and then on Monday we were playing on the floor when she caught sight of a toy she wanted. She went as stiff as a board, and with a mighty grunt she turned slowly from her back to her tummy and grabbed the toy. Since then nothing seems to have interested her enough to motivate her to roll again, but at least now my suspicions are confirmed: she can do it! Our new feeding routine is going fairly well, too. She's kind of done with rice cereal, and having tried a little myself I can't say I blame her. Squash, however, is going over very well, and although we make a huge mess every night a good portion of the food does end up in her tummy. The introduction of "solids" (and by solids, I mean goo) hasn't really changed how much she eats, sleeps or poops, but it has changed our nighttime routine because now she requires a bath every evening to get the squash out of her rolls. Between eating, bathing, getting jammies on, nursing, reading, and rocking, Avery and I basically have to have our own dinner the minute he gets home. Honestly, I'm so exhausted by the time Geneva is down for the night that I don't do much except read, watch TV, knit or go to bed. I wondered when I first started staying home with Geneva if weekends wouldn't seem like such a big deal anymore, since I'd be home every day anyway. Oh my goodness! I do not know what I'd do without Saturday and Sunday. Or Avery, for that matter.
When I get a spare moment I am still enjoying doing crafty things, but I'm afraid that's as specific as I can be. Why all the secrecy? Well, Avery and I decided that since Geneva will be too little this Christmas to be surprised by her presents, we will each provide presents for her stocking without the other knowing what they are. That way, at least someone will be surprised when she rips off the wrapping on Christmas morning. So, I am currently working on a bunch of small projects to go into her stocking. Sorry Ave, no clues! Some non-Christmas creations that have been finished since my last post are a sweater, a blankie, Geneva's costume of course, and sometime this afternoon I'll be finishing up a pair of knit legwarmers. Oh yeah, I'll also need to get started on eighteen new napkins-- we're hosting Thanksgiving this year! I'm so excited. So so so so so excited.
All right, it's been nearly three hours since she went down. I MUST be nearly out of time, so I'll wrap this up with some pictures!
She might be getting big, but she's still little. (This is the sweater I made for her.)
Monday, September 14, 2009
Happy Campers
Well folks, we made it back alive-- smelly, sore, even poopy (some of us more than others)-- but very, very happy. Camping always does that to me.
The three of us plus my dad spent Friday and Saturday night out on the Olympic coast. This was our first overnight camping trip with Geneva, something I have been looking forward to since before she was even a twinkle in my eye, and we were absolutely determined to spend some quality outdoors time with her before the 2009 season ended. We chose a nice, gentle hike down to Third Beach just outside LaPush. The trail to the beach is only a mile, maybe a mile and a half long, and we pitched camp on the shore not far from the trail, so this was pretty ideal for a three-month-old's first backpacking excursion.
My real reason for choosing this particular place, though, is that it's just special. Avery spent many hours hiking along the Olympic beaches with his grandpa when he was a kid, and he and I have been hiking this particular route together for years, beginning at Third Beach and continuing over and around headlands down to Toleak Point. I literally begin planning each year's beach trip a year in advance, usually as we're packing up our gear to go home. It seems like each trip is-- I can't say this without sounding corny, but it's true-- magic. One year the tide was unusually high and we found ourselves caught between two small headlands that couldn't be climbed. We pitched our tent on the highest piece of ground we could find, behind a huge partially buried log. When we came out of our tent the tide was lapping at the log; we were standing on the only piece of dry land we could see, just the two of us. Last year we brought our wonderful friends Kristen and Alexis with us, and spent the first night singing songs and eating s'mores until all the marshmallows were gone. Later during that same trip we met a group of guys from Olympia all hiking together. One of them was Daniel Preble, and he and Kristen are now married with a beautiful baby boy. So, that little stretch of coastline from Third Beach to Toleak Point is my absolute favorite place in the world. When the weather is good it's such a beautiful place that it's almost surreal, but that's not really why I love it so much. It feels like a kidred spirit to me. If I could only take Geneva to one place this summer, it had to be my special beach.
This trip doesn't seem all that spectacular on paper. The weather was okay, not clear but not rainy, and there was a moderate number of other hikers. We ate good food and made warm fires and saw a lot of stars. It was a simple, peaceful trip. I loved getting to watch my daughter's face as she took in all of the new sights, sounds and smells for the very first time. Her mesmerized smile as she watched the waves wash back and forth on the sand is something I'll probably remember forever. I also really cherished the opportunity to spend time talking with Avery and my dad, which I can probably attribute to the snuggly campfires that kept me away from my sleeping bag late into the night. A relaxing little trip to my favorite place with some of my favorite people was exactly what I needed, and true to form I'm already planning next year's adventure.
Cozy jammies
Our view down the beach
A mom and her girl
Dad
Enjoying the sunset
Avery and Geneva
Sunset, day two
Hiking out
(Geneva fell asleep after about fifty yards of hiking. I tucked her head into the wrap to keep her from bobbing around too much. It looked uncomfortable but she didn't seem bothered.)
Laughing at Geneva
On the trail
(She might be a heavy sleeper, but when she's awake she's very awake. Geneva was a very curious hiker and wanted to look at everything. Here she's observing some woodland fauna.)
The three of us plus my dad spent Friday and Saturday night out on the Olympic coast. This was our first overnight camping trip with Geneva, something I have been looking forward to since before she was even a twinkle in my eye, and we were absolutely determined to spend some quality outdoors time with her before the 2009 season ended. We chose a nice, gentle hike down to Third Beach just outside LaPush. The trail to the beach is only a mile, maybe a mile and a half long, and we pitched camp on the shore not far from the trail, so this was pretty ideal for a three-month-old's first backpacking excursion.
My real reason for choosing this particular place, though, is that it's just special. Avery spent many hours hiking along the Olympic beaches with his grandpa when he was a kid, and he and I have been hiking this particular route together for years, beginning at Third Beach and continuing over and around headlands down to Toleak Point. I literally begin planning each year's beach trip a year in advance, usually as we're packing up our gear to go home. It seems like each trip is-- I can't say this without sounding corny, but it's true-- magic. One year the tide was unusually high and we found ourselves caught between two small headlands that couldn't be climbed. We pitched our tent on the highest piece of ground we could find, behind a huge partially buried log. When we came out of our tent the tide was lapping at the log; we were standing on the only piece of dry land we could see, just the two of us. Last year we brought our wonderful friends Kristen and Alexis with us, and spent the first night singing songs and eating s'mores until all the marshmallows were gone. Later during that same trip we met a group of guys from Olympia all hiking together. One of them was Daniel Preble, and he and Kristen are now married with a beautiful baby boy. So, that little stretch of coastline from Third Beach to Toleak Point is my absolute favorite place in the world. When the weather is good it's such a beautiful place that it's almost surreal, but that's not really why I love it so much. It feels like a kidred spirit to me. If I could only take Geneva to one place this summer, it had to be my special beach.
This trip doesn't seem all that spectacular on paper. The weather was okay, not clear but not rainy, and there was a moderate number of other hikers. We ate good food and made warm fires and saw a lot of stars. It was a simple, peaceful trip. I loved getting to watch my daughter's face as she took in all of the new sights, sounds and smells for the very first time. Her mesmerized smile as she watched the waves wash back and forth on the sand is something I'll probably remember forever. I also really cherished the opportunity to spend time talking with Avery and my dad, which I can probably attribute to the snuggly campfires that kept me away from my sleeping bag late into the night. A relaxing little trip to my favorite place with some of my favorite people was exactly what I needed, and true to form I'm already planning next year's adventure.
Hitting the trail
Our first afternoon on the beach
Cozy jammies
Our view down the beach
A mom and her girl
Dad
Enjoying the sunset
Avery and Geneva
Sunset, day two
Hiking out
(Geneva fell asleep after about fifty yards of hiking. I tucked her head into the wrap to keep her from bobbing around too much. It looked uncomfortable but she didn't seem bothered.)
Laughing at Geneva
On the trail
(She might be a heavy sleeper, but when she's awake she's very awake. Geneva was a very curious hiker and wanted to look at everything. Here she's observing some woodland fauna.)
Goodbye for now, beach. Thank you for another awesome trip. We'll see you next year!
Friday, September 4, 2009
New Clothes
Okay, I just took a bath (for two whole chapters of Omnivore's Dilemma) and I feel like a noodle, but I think I have it in me to post a long-overdue picture of Geneva in her HOMEMADE jumper! It looks kind of weird under the armpits where I had to redo the seams, and there are some other kind of bizarre features here and there (asymmetrical pleats, etc) but if you don't look too closely it's pretty cool. At least it's recognizably clothing, and I had an absolute blast making it.
Ta-daaa! I have also made her another hat, and currently in the works is a corduroy onesie. We'll see how that goes-- I'm optimistic about my chances of success!
Now I'm off to enjoy a small alcoholic beverage and watch LOST on Netflix. I am loving this evening!
Ta-daaa! I have also made her another hat, and currently in the works is a corduroy onesie. We'll see how that goes-- I'm optimistic about my chances of success!
Now I'm off to enjoy a small alcoholic beverage and watch LOST on Netflix. I am loving this evening!
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
A New Friend (and other, lesser news)
After nine long months, some really killer morning sickness, and a lot of hot and uncomfortable days my dear friend Kristen gave birth to a gorgeous baby boy! On August 11th at 7:01 in the morning, Thomas Preble made his grand entrance into the world, weighing 6 lbs 6 oz.
To Kristen and Daniel: thank you for sharing your son with me! It is a huge privilege to be part of your family's life.
To Baby Thomas: I love you, little one. Be good to your mom and dad! They are smart, wonderful people and for all you know they know what they're doing ;)
I was lucky enough to get to meet Thomas on the day he was born, thanks to my flexible work schedule (i.e. stay-at-home parenthood). That trip over to Seattle with Geneva was my first night away from Avery since she was born, and I was a bit apprehensive about how that would go. I know that I am the one taking care of her for most of the day, but the prospect of losing those couple of hours where Avery is in charge of her seemed really daunting. I suppose in the face of 22 "on call" hours in a day, those other two seem pretty crucial. But you know what? We did just fine. Mostly what I missed while I was gone, aside from getting to spend time with Avery, were my dear husband's navigational skills-- I got spectacularly lost on the way to the hospital, and with Geneva bawling in the back seat I was thinking she might have the right idea with throwing a fit. Fortunately we survived.
Other recent happenings include the planting of a new flower bed in our backyard, a lovely visit from Grandpa Robert and Melba, Geneva's new ability to ride forward-facing in her wrap, and the disappearance of our sweet kitty Milo. He has been gone for almost two weeks now and I'm beginning to think he might not come back. Today I made a huge stack of fliers to put up around the neighborhood, hoping someone will recognize him and call us. I really, really miss him.
Avery planting lavender in the new flower bed.
Melba
The Zoglmans
A funny face (or two).
Facing out!
To Kristen and Daniel: thank you for sharing your son with me! It is a huge privilege to be part of your family's life.
To Baby Thomas: I love you, little one. Be good to your mom and dad! They are smart, wonderful people and for all you know they know what they're doing ;)
I was lucky enough to get to meet Thomas on the day he was born, thanks to my flexible work schedule (i.e. stay-at-home parenthood). That trip over to Seattle with Geneva was my first night away from Avery since she was born, and I was a bit apprehensive about how that would go. I know that I am the one taking care of her for most of the day, but the prospect of losing those couple of hours where Avery is in charge of her seemed really daunting. I suppose in the face of 22 "on call" hours in a day, those other two seem pretty crucial. But you know what? We did just fine. Mostly what I missed while I was gone, aside from getting to spend time with Avery, were my dear husband's navigational skills-- I got spectacularly lost on the way to the hospital, and with Geneva bawling in the back seat I was thinking she might have the right idea with throwing a fit. Fortunately we survived.
Other recent happenings include the planting of a new flower bed in our backyard, a lovely visit from Grandpa Robert and Melba, Geneva's new ability to ride forward-facing in her wrap, and the disappearance of our sweet kitty Milo. He has been gone for almost two weeks now and I'm beginning to think he might not come back. Today I made a huge stack of fliers to put up around the neighborhood, hoping someone will recognize him and call us. I really, really miss him.
Avery planting lavender in the new flower bed.
Melba
The Zoglmans
A funny face (or two).
Facing out!
My little buddy, the day before he ran away.
On a different subject, I have a new addiction: fabric. I'm finally learning how to sew and oh. my. goodness. I could spend a fortune on fabric-- even when I have absolutely nothing in mind for using it! I go to JoAnn's and pick through their quilting quarters, which for you non fabric store addicts are 18 inch squares of printed cotton for like a dollar fifty. It has gotten to the point where I've come home with a new stack of pretty fabric squares only to realize shoot, I already have this print. Mostly I've been making baby hats, which is not necessarily the most useful thing I could be churning out but does combine my love of babies and hats (and now fabric). Today I finished my first actual garment, minus the buttons: a blue polka-dot jumper for Geneva. It's actually pretty cute, but despite my intention to make it a little big on her it still somehow ended up quite snug. I'm going to have to let the seams out under the armpits so that she can, you know, inhale when she's wearing it. Even though my first foray into the world of homemade clothing was not entirely successfull-- we'll call it 80%-- my confidence is growing. Today I actually ventured away from the quilting quarters and started exploring different textures of fabric, including courduroy-- DROOL! I bought two yards which will either become overalls or a jacket, for Geneva of course. When I'm creating things for her my heart is just full to bursting.
On that note, here are a few more pictures of my favorite girl.
On that note, here are a few more pictures of my favorite girl.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Transformation...
Despite the heat, our project these last few weeks has been to really get going on our yard's transformation. Although I know I'll never feel like our yard is "finished" since yards require ongoing upkeep (unless you go the lava rock route... heh), there are a few things we would like to have completed by this fall so that we can be ready in the spring. Mainly, we want to have most if not all of our new planting beds hacked out and planted, we'd like to have the shed and chicken coop constructed behind the garage, and we'd like to have the patio extension in place. Right now we're at that stage where there's no going back-- we've demolished the existing structure behind the garage and have hacked out some sod where the new beds will go-- but for the moment things look pretty gross. It's kind of fun, though, to be able to just rip stuff out if we don't like it and create something brand new, something that's ours. Ah, home ownership :)
Geneva has been a really good sport about all of this yardwork. Even in the stifling heat she will sit in her bouncy seat and watch the cat, or lay in her playpen and wave her arms around at the sky while we work on one project or another. I'm looking forward to cooler days when she can really enjoy, not just tolerate, the outdoors. Things are starting to ripen in the garden, and one of my favorite fantasies while I was pregnant was imagining myself picking vegetables with Geneva. Some dreams do come true, I guess! It's nice to know life works like that sometimes.
Anyway, here's a look at our rapidly transforming yard-- and daughter!
Our growing girl
I had to include this one, not because it's the cutest picture ever but because this face is so HER. She makes this serious expression when she's deciding whether to laugh or cry.
Couldn't get these pictures to post horizontally... bah!
Geneva has been a really good sport about all of this yardwork. Even in the stifling heat she will sit in her bouncy seat and watch the cat, or lay in her playpen and wave her arms around at the sky while we work on one project or another. I'm looking forward to cooler days when she can really enjoy, not just tolerate, the outdoors. Things are starting to ripen in the garden, and one of my favorite fantasies while I was pregnant was imagining myself picking vegetables with Geneva. Some dreams do come true, I guess! It's nice to know life works like that sometimes.
Anyway, here's a look at our rapidly transforming yard-- and daughter!
First Mortgage-Lifter Tomato
Future site of the chicken coop and toolshed
Our growing girl
I had to include this one, not because it's the cutest picture ever but because this face is so HER. She makes this serious expression when she's deciding whether to laugh or cry.
Couldn't get these pictures to post horizontally... bah!
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