Nov 19 2014

we tried, grandma

while my sister and her family were visiting seattle (more on that soon), my mom requested a picture of her three grandchildren together. we gave it our best shot…

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Nov 9 2014

fall day

two posts in a row and no pictures of the baby?! UNACCEPTABLE! this will be remedied immediately.

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yesterday, we spent a beautiful fall morning at the arboretum with jami, ann and dylan (and the rest of seattle). the sun was like medicine after days of monsoon-like rains.

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Nov 6 2014

Pack rat

Josephine’s art table had a half-foot of papers and drawings and craft projects and junk on it and it was time to clean. I told her to sort everything on the table into three piles: keep, recycle and maybe. When she finished, she had one teetering “keep” pile and no other stacks. As she placed the last few bits and scraps on the pile, I heard her say, “Oh! A broken rubber band. Of course I love it.”

Of course.

Totally unrelated, our recycle bin is quite full tonight…

Nov 6 2014

To each their own

The four of us went for a family walk the other day on the bike trail near our house. We were sitting on a bench, eating a snack, and there were a few moments of silence. Josephine asked what we were thinking about.

She told us she was thinking about whether her stuffies could talk. I was wondering when I’d have a chance to nap that day. Ned was thinking about  when he could ride his bike to work again.

Tilly was probably thinking about nursing.

Nov 2 2014

track or treat

for some reason, despite the fact that we’ve corrected her many times, josephine calls it “track or treat.” we’ve stopped correcting her and just enjoy it. so. track or treating. josephine was a cat. she had decided weeks before halloween that she wanted to be a bat and i came up with a plan to make a simple but cool bat costume. however, the morning we were to go shopping for materials, she had no interest in leaving the house. she quickly decided she would reprise last year’s black cat costume so that we wouldn’t have to go anywhere. this was great for me, as i really didn’t have much energy for creativity. however, as a mildly crafty person, it was a little painful to send my child out track or treating as a barely-recognizable black cat. but she was so happy with her costume and excited to do her own face paint (and decided to paint her ears on her forehead rather than wearing felt ears on a head band). and so happiness ruled and track or treating (and dinner afterward) with meera the witch was a great success. (tilly, in another instance of very un-creative costumery, wore a pumpkin onesie and was — you guessed it — a pumpkin. a very cute pumpkin.)

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