Yesterday was the 12-week prenatal appointment. Clare and I listened to the wee one's heartbeat. 140 bpm for all of you wivestale lovers out there. I'm not even making any guesses on this one since I was 100% sure that Clare was going to be a boy.
We then went to the library for storytime. Let's just say that after Sitka, it was a bit of a disappointment. No singing, no props, no engaging activity. The lady in charge didn't even read the story herself. She just played a tape. Ummm....yeah! Lame. Oh, and constantly reprimanded kids for wiggling around. Here's a thought: make your story entertaining and perhaps the kids won't be so BORED! I think we will be skipping that activity from now on.
The weather yesterday was a bit less than stellar, but Clare and I still joined Mike for lunch at a playground near his work. While Clare slid, ran, and climbed, Mike and I huddled under the covered playdeck for warmth and protection from the sideways rain. It always amazes me how impervious small children are to the weather when they are having a good time. I have a very vivid memory from Toksook Bay, AK of a small toddler wearing only a diaper (no shoes), standing in the snow and playing in a puddle created from that snow melting. The temperature must have been a balmy 40 degrees.
4.29.2009
4.18.2009
Lunch with Chudda
Grandparents are pretty much fantastic. They read you stories. They chase you around the house while you giggle-scream. They eat all the pretend bugs you can feed them, and do it with enthusiasm. They love you no matter what. And sometimes you get to have lunch with them at your favorite restaurant! Thanks for visiting, Chudda!
Many Pictures with a Little News
Yep, I haven't posted in a long time. Let's just say that I have been avoiding the computer for the most part because it tends to make me nauseous. Not because it tells me constantly that we have very little room remaining on our hard drive and it will be crashing sooner than later, but rather for a slightly smaller and altogether different reason. In November, we are going to have another baby.
So, here are some pictures from the past few weeks. Things are really turning very green around here. Most of our fruit trees have flowers and the rest are not far behind. It is suppose to be 83 degrees on Monday. That's going to be HOT!
Clare taking a much needed nap!
Planting the ornamental plum in the front yard.
Delicious peanut butter and crackers.
Safety first!
This is what everyone's dishes look like...right?
Ready to cook.
My hero team
Brushing in Jackpot, NV.
The finished wedding dress.
Rainy day activity.
3.04.2009
Selective Memory For Sure
Today I was talking to my lovely older sister about the first time she met my husband. I am sure this encounter has been entirely created in her mind as I have absolutely no recollection of it. And I am younger, so I should have the better memory. In fact, we have had this same discussion (those I remember) on many occasions and it has still failed to created even one iota, one teeny smidgen, one inkling of recall about this meeting. How can this be so vivid for her and so nonexistent for me? Hmmm...
Speaking of memories, something that does stick out in my head, especially these days, is the report I did with several classmates in the seventh or eighth grade about the 1930s. Each group had a different decade. It was in English class. I think Whitney Bass and Laura Haacke were my mates. We had all these photocopies of black and white photographs of dirty, starving, homeless mothers and children, men in bread lines, people living in cars and shacks, some moving to other parts of the country looking for a better life, a new chance, some hope.
Guess it really didn't hit home then. I read an article yesterday about 10% of school children in one California school district being homeless. Ten percent! How are these kids making it? Be thankful. Don't forget to be thankful for what you have.
When I told LLSS what we were having for dinner, she said, "Ooh, thanks for making risotto. That is my favorite." Then, twice at the dinner table, she thanked me again. Who knew rice and broth could make a kid so happy!
I should write down more of the things she says, because, as noted above, my memory is probably not the safest place for them.
Speaking of memories, something that does stick out in my head, especially these days, is the report I did with several classmates in the seventh or eighth grade about the 1930s. Each group had a different decade. It was in English class. I think Whitney Bass and Laura Haacke were my mates. We had all these photocopies of black and white photographs of dirty, starving, homeless mothers and children, men in bread lines, people living in cars and shacks, some moving to other parts of the country looking for a better life, a new chance, some hope.
Guess it really didn't hit home then. I read an article yesterday about 10% of school children in one California school district being homeless. Ten percent! How are these kids making it? Be thankful. Don't forget to be thankful for what you have.
When I told LLSS what we were having for dinner, she said, "Ooh, thanks for making risotto. That is my favorite." Then, twice at the dinner table, she thanked me again. Who knew rice and broth could make a kid so happy!
I should write down more of the things she says, because, as noted above, my memory is probably not the safest place for them.
2.28.2009
Homemade Victim
Last weekend, when we still had snow on the tree lawn, Mike took LLSS for a little trip to the Playground Park. As reported back, they had a lovely time. Here they are returning. Clare has a wickedly happy grin on her little face.
Aunt Sissy's wedding is coming up. What to wear? What to wear? Aunt Sissy's favorite color is green and she loves birds. Why not make LLSS a new dress? Yes...make. Use a pattern? Oh, no. This is fitting number three. Let's just say that I am getting pretty handy with my seam ripper. Plus, when I work all the kinks out, I should be able to crank out a few more of these.
Attempt number one: Shouldn't this fit over her head?
Attempt number two: Clare: "Uhhh, acckkk, gah!" The noise a child makes when the chest portion of a dress is a bit too snug.
We also went to the library a couple times last week. Clare is in love with the idea of taking a book for the evening and returning it the next day. Plus, it gives us a great excuse to get back into our daily walking routine after giving up our post office box in lieu of free home delivery.
Aunt Sissy's wedding is coming up. What to wear? What to wear? Aunt Sissy's favorite color is green and she loves birds. Why not make LLSS a new dress? Yes...make. Use a pattern? Oh, no. This is fitting number three. Let's just say that I am getting pretty handy with my seam ripper. Plus, when I work all the kinks out, I should be able to crank out a few more of these.
Attempt number one: Shouldn't this fit over her head?
Attempt number two: Clare: "Uhhh, acckkk, gah!" The noise a child makes when the chest portion of a dress is a bit too snug.
We also went to the library a couple times last week. Clare is in love with the idea of taking a book for the evening and returning it the next day. Plus, it gives us a great excuse to get back into our daily walking routine after giving up our post office box in lieu of free home delivery.A couple of Clare quotes from the past few days...
"It is inceptible to poop in the bathtub. It is ceptible to poop in the potty." No mention of where diapers fit into the grand scheme of things.
"And I want you to bring some cheese. And we definately need to bring a banana." Directions given to me before our little trip to Ontario today.
2.22.2009
Spring is slowing coming. The snow is melting from the sunny parts of the yard. The fruit trees have buds. The daytime temperatures have crept into the forties, oh glorious forties. Kids are wearing shorts to school again.
Here is another picture of Baby Ella's quilt. My trusty assistant held it so nicely for me. Thanks, Mike! This is after washing and drying it so it is a little crinkly.
Everything in our house is now an item of clothing. Rug pad = dress. I'm thinking this might have something to do with the fairy godmother in Cinderella, since most things turn into dresses.
Auntie J-Dog sent this AMAZING hat to Clare last Friday. It has three fins and a tail and two felt eyes. Clare adores it almost as much as she adores the aforementioned J-Dog!
And that is a sucker from the bank. It seems as though LLSS requests to go there every day. I'd like to think that she is very interested in economics and such, but I know it is really only for the sucker.
The newest treat in her life? Condiments. She is in love with ketchup and mustard. Today she had an indepth conversation with Mike about how mustard is spicy and ketchup is sweet, but they are both good for chicken nuggets. And it seems that nuggets may be optional considering this picture.
Here is another picture of Baby Ella's quilt. My trusty assistant held it so nicely for me. Thanks, Mike! This is after washing and drying it so it is a little crinkly.
Everything in our house is now an item of clothing. Rug pad = dress. I'm thinking this might have something to do with the fairy godmother in Cinderella, since most things turn into dresses.
Auntie J-Dog sent this AMAZING hat to Clare last Friday. It has three fins and a tail and two felt eyes. Clare adores it almost as much as she adores the aforementioned J-Dog!
And that is a sucker from the bank. It seems as though LLSS requests to go there every day. I'd like to think that she is very interested in economics and such, but I know it is really only for the sucker. 
The newest treat in her life? Condiments. She is in love with ketchup and mustard. Today she had an indepth conversation with Mike about how mustard is spicy and ketchup is sweet, but they are both good for chicken nuggets. And it seems that nuggets may be optional considering this picture.
2.11.2009
Clare's New Dog
Yesterday a new pet came to live at our house. Perry's quiet, polite, well-mannered, and invisible. Clare raced into the living room announcing, "He ate my best toy!" Hmmm? Who? Perry, of course. Okay, so maybe he's not so well-mannered. We couldn't "find" him last night before bed until I remembered he'd gone outside. Open the door, call the imaginary dog, put the toddler to bed. Pretty normal, right? The best part: imaginary dog equals imaginary dog poop!
This is some bread I made from my favorite More With Less recipe. Honey Whole Wheat. If I use the dough to make two loaves they come out too large to store conveniently, the slices don't fit in any of our lunch containers, and we end up wasting some. So I've taken to baking it in thirds: two regualar loaves and something sweet with the remaining third. Last time I made cinnamon rolls but was feeling a bit lazier this time so I rolled out the dough, spinkled it with a lot of cinnamon and a bit of sugar, rolled it back up and baked it as a loaf. It's pretty darn delicious toasted up with a little butter.
And this... This is the second doll quilt in what I am assuming will be quite a large series. This one is for Curious George. Baby Jane Doe was the first to receive one and there is a long list of potential candidates wait for one. I really like the simplicity of this one and it used very little material. Plus, I'm getting a wee bit savvier when it comes to piecing, saving some time and frustration. I'm hoping to have this finished today or tomorrow so I can start on another baby quilt.
This is some bread I made from my favorite More With Less recipe. Honey Whole Wheat. If I use the dough to make two loaves they come out too large to store conveniently, the slices don't fit in any of our lunch containers, and we end up wasting some. So I've taken to baking it in thirds: two regualar loaves and something sweet with the remaining third. Last time I made cinnamon rolls but was feeling a bit lazier this time so I rolled out the dough, spinkled it with a lot of cinnamon and a bit of sugar, rolled it back up and baked it as a loaf. It's pretty darn delicious toasted up with a little butter.
And this... This is the second doll quilt in what I am assuming will be quite a large series. This one is for Curious George. Baby Jane Doe was the first to receive one and there is a long list of potential candidates wait for one. I really like the simplicity of this one and it used very little material. Plus, I'm getting a wee bit savvier when it comes to piecing, saving some time and frustration. I'm hoping to have this finished today or tomorrow so I can start on another baby quilt.
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