Thursday, March 6, 2014

drop it, pick it up

This is the post where I announce that I might begin to write in this space again. Hi, friends!

Theo's first two years were not well featured here, but that's okay because there's Instagram.

As I re-visit this blogging thing, I'm veering away (a little) from the mama-blog prototype. You'll still see plenty of my kids and our family life, and you might read the word poop or even placenta, but there are other things that matter as well, which I hope will fit.

More to come. Thanks for dropping back in :)

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

maple syrup fest

I plan to make the maple syrup fest at Blandford an annual tradition. Here's the fun from this year!

Learning about animal tracks

Checking if the sap is running

Boiling it down the way they used to

The last step in the process

Fuel for making the syrup

Saturday, March 9, 2013

jude and lucy

I don't know anything more pure than a budding friendship between pre-schoolers.

Jude hasn't yet noticed Lucy's arm around his shoulders. Give it 3, 2, 1...

Jude's friend Lucy comes over every few weeks for a morning to play. Her parents are friends of ours, and the two of them used to go to daycare together almost full-time for a couple of years where they apparently bonded for eternity. Or at least until kindergarten. Whenever they see each other again, it's as if no time has passed.

Lucy is opposite from Jude in every way. She loves chaos, naughtiness, hugs with people other than her mama, cheap thrills and making messes. I think her influence will do him good, and I approve of each and every time she force-kisses him, puts her arm around him when he's distracted and can't fight her, and/or splatters something on the wall near him so that he can tell on her.

The other day as she was leaving he refused her advances to hug him and she put her face right up to his and raised her voice, saying, "BUT I'M LEAVING NOW!" (As in, don't you understand the significance of this moment?)

When we asked Jude who his best friend was, he said "Mommy". I will tell him he said this when he is 15. We then said, "What about Lucy?" He got a huge smirk on his face, giggled and said, "Yeeeeees", all drawn out as if he was relishing each letter in the word.

Halloween 2012

These two are just my favorite.

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

smoke ring for my halo

There's something about February and March that make me want to revel in melancholy. Kurt Vile's music is kind of far-off and intimate at the same time. This is the official video for his song, Baby's Arms off the album Smoke Ring for My Halo.

Just a little ear candy for this late winter thing we all have to slog through.