My Thursday

I don’t intend to start a trend of posting about all my yesterdays from here on out, but I’m actually posting from my computer, instead of on my phone. Bob flew to New York yesterday (very, very early!) to take the PE exam, so I have my hands a little too full to post-in-the-moment like I usually do.

Anyway, on Thursday, after work I made the kids go outside (they had piled inside when they saw me talking to the nanny downstairs) because it was 85 degrees out and I hadn’t been outside all day. They had popsicles and bummed around the cul de sac, playing with various neighbors as they came out, while I walked Grant up and down the cul de sac to get some fresh air and stretch my legs.

Grant is such a chill baby, he keeps hats on for a long time before he decides to take it off, examine it, crush it, and throw it overboard; this thrills me. His hat collection is likely to grow. We also need to find some baby sunnies for him to wear. To my knowledge, WordPress doesn’t make baby-sized ones.


I like that in this photo his face is just like I told him some really juicy gossip.


This is how he spends most of his time now — casually hanging out eating non-edible things.

My Wednesday

Yesterday I had a full-heart kind of day.

After work, I played with Grant (and the big kids), and he is just so happy.

Then we headed into Durham to meet with Bob and picnic at Central Park. I got a few photos of the scenery, and asked the kids “hey, could you both stand on that path and smile, please?”


Just so you can see the level of sass I deal with, day-to-day. Here are some more of this little corner of Central Park.

As the sun started to sink, I wanted the kids to pose by a big old tree, and they wanted to make it a more exciting shot (again, sass level was off the charts), but I love how it turned out.


Much later, when all the kids were finally asleep, I settled in downstairs to have a glass of wine with Bob, and the cat joined me (per the usual). He’s pretty cute, I guess.


Cruising potato

This little potato pulls himself up on everything now. He cruises all the way around the couch, and can even negotiate the move from couch-to-ottoman-to-couch-to-chair-to-table (with quite a lot of joyful shouting and grunting). With some frankly misguided confidence, he enjoys letting go with both hands while doing this, and then he tips over in slow motion, with a shocked look on his face, as if to say “how is this happening AGAIN? I just got upright!” He doesn’t quite know what he’s supposed to do next, so usually he exuberantly finds some surface to clear piece-by-piece, so he can feel like he’s been productive.


Easter morning

Last night we hid Easter baskets and candy-filled eggs around the house, and left the kids a note. Henry burst into our room this morning to ask if they were really allowed to find their eggs, and Bob got up to help them.
When I came down with Grant later, they directed me to the screen room, where they “had a surprise for me.”
Lo and behold, they made me a basket out of the big egg the fillable eggs came in and Henry’s basket grass.



There is a ton of candy on the bottom!
And yesterday we dyed some eggs, including 3 duck eggs.


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