Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Grocery Shopping

I did my weekly
grocery shopping the
day before Thanksgiving.
With two children.
I love how crazy
it is right before
Thanksgiving.

























*photo credit: luke























*photo credit: luke























Second shelf down Snowville Creamery Milk.
You have to shake it before you pour,
the cream settles on top.
Plus old fashion grass fed cows.










































Discovery

Hey.
Where are you going?









































Oh.
I see.































This happens every morning.
I just learned about it last week.
Wait.
Is that my comb?

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Railway

Early last week my dad called.
Would it be ok if he bought Luke & Nolan
a train table?
Yes, of course. What a nice Christmas gift.
No.
He meant right now.
Before you could say zipbamboom
he was at my house on Friday
with a train table, train table accessory galore,
and John-David to help put it together.
























































Oh, and does a little three year old love it.

Bento Love

It is official.
I like to make my people Bento Lunches.
I’m going to need more supplies.

Fairs’ lunch today
serious & old fashioned ham and cheese sandwich, not pictured
plus
this delightful bento box













left side:
cherry tomatoes
cracked pepper crackers
two thin harvest granola bars
yougurt coverd raisins
right side:
peeled & sliced orange
baby carrots
sugar snap peas



post-picture I added a seasonal
thanksgiving pick so my onetruelove
could enjoy his orange politely.

Friday, November 12, 2010

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Six Years Ago

















No one told the bride
she would be lifted up
and carried around.
They came from behind
without warning.
The groom.
Well.
I think he knew.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Kitchen Help, On the Small Side

Luke was true to his word.
Last Friday after his nap
he helped me with the lunch dishes.
Every last one of them.
Any idea how long
it takes a three year old to
help with the dishes?
A longlonglong time.
























Don’t you think the
latex gloves
secured with purple asparagus bands
make it an authentic experience?

Glimpse

I reached down to hug
my Nolan this afternoon.
He was standing in his crib
with that sweet smile
only a good afternoon
nap delivers.
Our cheeks touched
and I lingered for a moment.
I thought one day we will
dance just like this,
cheek to cheek,
at your wedding.
Mildly dismayed,
I stepped back and
said no need to hurry.

Then I changed his diaper
and rescued him from
his unreasonable and dangerous
desire to climb and hurl himself at
hard and unforgiving objects
and all was right with the world again.

P.S. You should see this 10 month old boy
hurl himself in all sorts of risky directions.
Forget the idea of a wedding 70 years down the road,
let us just make it to one year somewhat safe and sound.