Mar 31 2013

sunshiney, blossomy, eastery weekend


Mar 29 2013

inaugural picnic lunch on the beach of 2013

i don’t like that sometimes it takes a day like this to remind me that i’ve got a pretty good gig.  but the sunshine and the sweet company did the trick.


Mar 25 2013

a new song

a new song for you to get stuck in your head, written tonight while josephine was brushing her teeth.

“chair in your eyeball”
look in your eye,
nothing is there.
nothing
nothing
nothing
nothing
nothing is there..
but a
huge!
big!
giant!
chaaaair!


Mar 24 2013

yawn

ned and i went out last night!  this is noteworthy!  we went to a concert that didn’t start until 9.  we are crazy, wild people. our friend jami came with us and josephine hung out with jami’s partner ann and their daughter dylan.  josephine and dylan are members of a mutual admiration society and they were both very excited about their evening together. i’ve never seen josephine get herself ready to leave our house to go somewhere so quickly.

we went to see josh ritter.  you can listen to a few songs at his tiny desk concert, but this concert was not that quiet and tame. the music started out mellow and then grew to a body-thumping loudness that felt really good to this very infrequent concert goer. our ears were ringing when we emerged into the dark at midnight. and then our jaws dropped when we walked into ann and jami’s house to find josephine STILL AWAKE.  poor dear. she and ann had both tried so hard to get her to sleep but to no avail. she was very overtired and weepy when she saw us.  as i was buckling her into the car seat, she said tearfully, “i thought it would be so easy for me and it was not at all!” once we had gotten her home and fed her a literal midnight snack, it was 1am before we were all in bed. and so we were so so pleased and thrilled and joyful when she walked into our room at 7 this morning and began to whine loudly about all the injustices in her life. because ned is a very good husband, he got up with her and let me sleep in.

early bedtimes for all of us tonight!  hope your weekend was as rockin’ as ours.* (get it? ha.)

 

*just to up the rockin’ quotient, i’ll let you know that our weekend also included a birthday fairy tea party for a young friend that involved lots and lots of glitter.


Mar 20 2013

spring, springing

happy spring! today was a pretty quintessential spring day here: lots of quickly-moving clouds, sunshine, some sudden rain bursts, blustery wind and newly-budding trees waving against the blue sky.  but, because i didn’t take a single picture today, here instead are some pictures of our walk to the farmer’s market and an evening bike ride from a few weekends ago on an even more spring-like day.

so long, winter. can’t say i’ll miss you.


Mar 19 2013

recent random comments

“what do they say instead of ‘get going’ in french?”

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“i have grandpa in my pocket!”

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josephine: rose was helping me when fella was coming out of my belly.
ned: did rose say nice things to you while the baby was coming out?
josephine: yes! she said, “be my valentine.”

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josephine: i’m so homesick.
meera: is that because you did lots of homework?

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a dream she had: “georgia o’keefe met two wicked witches when she was young and they ate artists.”


Mar 14 2013

one of *her* favorite things is asking questions

we were listing to “the sound of music” at dinner the other night, which we usually don’t do. josephine took the opportunity to put her captive audience of two to the test and asked the many (many) burning questions that have been percolating in that little head of hers.


Mar 10 2013

a menu from our vegetarian

josephine, rose, fella and toto all had dinner the other night. she told us about their feast this evening. this was the menu:

roast wolve* that fella got in the forest
roast chicken from the woods (to go with their chicken wolve soup)
roast pig
roast cow
kale
carrots
parsnips
brown pie with sugar M&Ms

as revealed in the comments of the previous post, josephine (and ned and i) are mainly vegetarian so i find this menu hilarious.

this also seems like the perfect time to unveil a new blog feature. in the sidebar (over there, to the right), i’m going to link to the recipe for something we’re going to have/have recently had for dinner. (pictures will be from the recipe post, not my own, usually.) if you’re anything like me, you appreciate a little inspiration in the menu department. i’ll try to keep it updated. i will not, sadly, be featuring any recipes for roasted any-sort-of-animal.

*a singular wolf, but pronounced like you’re saying “wolves” without the “s.”


Mar 7 2013

what she learned in school today

“some people don’t eat meat and that means they’re a very crazy word and some people do eat meat.”


Mar 5 2013

joey at the half

Today, Josephine is three-and-a-half!  Some baby journal notes…

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Words she is saying — and usually using correctly — that amuse me:
Realized (“I realized that Rose was about to fall, so I grabbed her.”)
Amazing/Amazed (“Tell me that again — I’m amazed!”)
Confused/Confusion (“Mama, I’m confused about how Maria sang that song.”)
Suddenly (“She looked around and suddenly she saw that there was an enormous beast!”)
Illness (“I need to lay on the couch. I have a great illness.”)

And one time last week from the backseat of the car, “Oh, that’s heinous.”

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Words she is saying and not using correctly that amuse me:
“Hope” instead of “wish” (“I hope I was meera right now. I like that snack she has.”)
“Yet” instead of “again” (“How did that song go yet?”)

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Word she has made up and uses consistently:
Calendy: usually used to describe a type of water that is for kids and not grown-ups. Calendy water is usually indistinguishable (to me, anyway) from non-calendy water but sometimes can be identified by the presence of a straw in the glass.

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Current loves:
Dancing. She loves dancing. Dancing in the house involves clearing everything off the floor in the living room and then running and galloping in excited circles to fast songs. Right now her favorite thing to listen to is “The Sound of Music” soundtrack.  I’ll say, “What do you want to listen to?” and she’ll say, “The Sound of Music, of course.” She has been pretending to be Liesl for the past week and Rose is now her youngest sister Gretl. But Josephine can never remember the name Liesl.  She runs up to us many times a day and asks, like a preschooler amnesiac, “What’s my name yet?”

Stuffed animals and dolls. We could probably get rid of 80% of her current toys and as long as we kept her heap of stuffed toys, she wouldn’t really mind. I looked for weeks on Craigslist to find a play kitchen for her and she’s hardly touched the thing. Now, if I’d come home with an armful of baby zoo animal toys, she’d be in heaven. (“I hope I had a baby lion cub.”)

Telling stories about Rose. Rose is both her doll and her imaginary companion.  Rose has done all sorts of things that you’d never think a mere doll capable of. Her closet alone is a wonder. It contains windows, trees, picture frames, a scary beast, a chair, grass and a bed. Stories about the Wizard and Dorothy have mainly been replaced by stories of ridiculous things that have happened to Rose lately. Sometimes Rose goes to visit the Wizard.

Being obstinate.

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Misheard lyrics (both from “The Sound of Music” (of course)):
“When the doll bites, when the bee stings…”
“So long, there will, auf wiedersehen, goodnight…”

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Past age-and-a-halves: