Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Friday, September 21, 2007
Thursday, August 16, 2007
he's practising for his role as a bird/old man with no teeth taking a dump in the backyard.
gold medal to conrad for being able to perch in this pool. you just have no idea how Cold that water is. it comes from the applegate reservoir, though i swear they must have the pipeline going through Antarctica before it makes it to us. plus side: no need for ice cubes.
Thursday, August 09, 2007
Sunday, July 29, 2007
i'm elated for them both. sooooooo elated.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
this afternoon conrad and i have oodles and oodles of errands to run. starting with returning a bag of toys to shalala -we do a toy swap every few weeks. it's a fantastic way to keep those fickle attention spans of the kiddos interested in toys without buying everything fisher price and manhattan toys has ever made. then to lowes to buy 300 lbs of sand for a sand box, to target for zion's birthday present and diaper powder, and to gap for a birthday party outfit for conrad; and should we have time before the next nap, to my work to tip out the busser and bartender from a few sundays ago when our computers went haywire. oh and yes, to the petting zoo so conrad won't resent me in his later years for boring him to tears with all the banality. probably like i'm doing to those reading this.....
pictures from our trip to the omsi:
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Friday, June 22, 2007
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
i had gotten everything together during conrad's nap and was mentally set on getting out of the house to enjoy the nice summer day; and better yet, with jon being home, the three of us could go together, and instead of the spray park, i decided we should go to the public pool down the street. now, a few days prior conrad and i went. it was opening day and everybody and their mothers uncle, aunt, cousins, grampops were there; and not only that, but the medford swimming pool i found out was Ghetto, more ghetto than north grand prairie. we walk in and pay and are ushered through a womens locker room no decent women would ever claim belongs to our gender. the walls were tattered, the floors unmatted, the bathroom a toilet behind a curtain, and a rusty old bench against the wall. out at the pool, there was no benches or pool furniture, just the concrete and a tad of shade from the barbed wire fence surrounding it. i had no choice but to drop our bag and lay out our towel right there on the hot concrete and change conrad into his swim diaper and shorts. like the optimist i am, i made the best of the situation-i smiled as i stepped down into the urine drenched pool and conrad knew none the better: he splashed and kicked with his usual gaity. but now that jon was home, i thought we would try it again. perhaps it wouldn't be so crowded and perhaps, being opening day at our last visit, they weren't ready-things might be nicer. all such notions went flying out the window and back into the crapper once we got there. it was actually more crowded than opening day. none the less, jon and conrad and i jumped in and found a pocket of open water not occupied. then i went of the diving board and after my third dive i nailed a beautiful pikes peak. there is nothing like hitting the water like a knife and shooting down twelve feet effortlessly.
it only took a hour for conrad to lose interest, so we packed up and loaded him back into his car seat with his sippy cup in hand. looking at him back there i began to see the little boy and less of the baby. he is changing so much, and not only developmentally but a shift in the makeup of his stature.
today we went out to the ashland pool and man was it night and day. the drive is twenty minutes but it's wonderful out there: a grassy knoll around the pool with huge oak trees and lounge chairs and a baby pool and a fourth of the crowd. we were there for over a hour and by the time we made it home conrad was asleep. i opened the back door and just stood there staring at him...he was still my baby.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
i know, i know, "isn't he a little young for the park" you say. and sure, true he doesn't quite understand a slide is meant to be slid down, or that monkey bars aren't a snare for mommy to bang her head into, or for that matter, how to walk over to the swing set, but, in our defense, damn do we ever have a blast when were there.
this little girl Loved conrad and for awhile conrad was into her, that was until he discovred the playground floor was composed of wood chips that he could grap in handfuls. later this same little girl gave me daisies out of her undies, and was i to do except take them and put them in my hair.
no, those are not my green toe nails, as much as i'd like to lie and say i've moved on past clear nail polish, i haven't. nor have i yet to wear eyeliner or lipstick darker than nude. it is conrad's aunt jessica's snazzy toes and conrad wearing his sunglasses. this picture was insanely hard to take, as conrad was set on a. taking off his sunglsses and b. chasing me.
this is one of conrad's favorite games, he calls it "pull all the books out and then wait for mommy to put them back and pull them all out again". it's endless fun, literally.
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Friday, June 08, 2007
we packed ourselves in, the six of us, hoping and itching to find what we had set out for; looking out of the car window, i watched the clouds pull back to the empty landscape, the empty landscape open to promise and daydreams meet with a soundtrack of idle conversation and hissing wind. it was the dead of winter, a southern winter, and i had forgot to pack a hat and scarf. flow, a nickname launie had earned earlier that week after taking a job at a greasy spoon, none of us, not even dave, the poorest of us, was willing to take, but flow had fallen in love with a burger flipping line cook, and despite the groups incessant advice, had applied and been hired for the red eye waitressing shift.
Monday, June 04, 2007
Thursday, May 31, 2007
from what i've gathered via baby books and baby websites, once your little one begins to eat solids, you should encourage and offer different types of food; and so naturally, jon and i have been doing just that, and to our amusement conrad will eat just about anything not spinach. which makes me wonder if i should be offering escargot and pate in between his exotic cheese and wine flight...
so far the list of preferred foods reads:
peaches, bananas, and rice combo
soy hot dogs
nature's best teething biscuits
spaghetti...bring on the garlic!
pasta salad (artichoke hearts and all)
cheeses: cheddar, mozzarella, feta, and gorgonzola.
my smoothies (including one with a good dose of carrot juice in it).
risotto cakes on a bed of marinara, basil, and cheese
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Friday, May 25, 2007
last week, jon and i both noticed something awry with lou dog; foremost, he wasn't him old self-no chasing cars as the drove down the alley, no howling with the downtown sirens, no crashing into the back door when we would call for him to come in-just this lethargic dog we had never seen before with a swollen neck.
after calling the vet and describing the symptoms, they suggested we give him two benedryls, as it sounded like he might have gotten bite my a black widow. which seemed like a perfectly normal scenario, afterall, lou often will take his ball into the garage/shed and get it stuck in the darkness of all those boxes and miscellany items, where black widows like to live.
but after a week the only changes we noticed we're slight, marginal at best; his condition was still worrisome, and so, on monday evening jon and his brother brought lou to get looked at.
a hour or so after they left jon called me to tell me lou had lymphoma and would only be with us for, maybe, three months.
since that call we've been waiting on lou hand and foot...this is harder to write about than i imagined and i'm having great difficulty in going any further, as further...i just can't. i'm asll tears. i'm wanting to believe in God for a canine miracle: for lou and for my husband. the good news is that the doggy doc gave him some presidone and so he is in much better shape.
this weekend we'll be taking him up to squall lakes with us, and i'll be sure to take lots of pictures of it.
Monday, May 21, 2007
weight 21 lbs
height 30 inches
perfect, angelic, silly, fast, uber inquistive
as you can see his crib has become home to a plithre of stuffed animals, aka wrestling foes/snuggle buddies.
conrad playing...and mesmerized, as usual, by the dangling camera strap.
...learning about how his index finger, when applied to the spout from whence the water came out, could control the water shooting out (he also discovered that day that he could push down the side and all the water would pour out onto the yard and from there, mud.)
conrad rock climbing...