in love, and now engaged; my little sister will soon be michelle martin, and soon enough baby martins- with great hair cuts and a love for sushi and soy lattes-will be chasing david bowie (the cat) around the studio apartment.
i'm elated for them both. sooooooo elated.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
on monday morning conrad slept in till 9am, with of course a 6am feeding and diaper change; then, today, till almost 8:30am. can i just take a second to thank my lucky stars, THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU! it is has been a year of 6am wake-ups, and boy am i ready for that extra hour of sleep and first hour to myself. lord knows i need a good stiff drink in the morning without interuption to get me going.
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:
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:
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