These go to 11

The day I walked down the aisle to get married, the only thing I really knew was that I was cannonballing into an experience that was just unknowable.  Sally Forth, I was done with just being me. The things I knew about my husband were basic, he is easy going, he is intelligent, he has…

Art.

Today my oldest went to camp for the first time.  Coming home was hard for her, but after the evening rolled on with the predictability of meal, conversation, bath, pajamas etc.  all resumed the rhythm. But then, right after the bath part and before the doughnut hole for dessert, a big, slobbery, tail-whomping, tongue-hanging-from-side-of-mouth DOG…

Walking with a 2-year old

She whose name means “wild, natural and beautiful” in this red poncho picture soaked her clothes with a sneaker wave at Pacific City, and like a true champion, rode home in her underpants without a complaint. My youngest daughter is 2 and a half.  I get several quality hours with just her a couple times…

A new kind of preschool

In round about the end of 2009,  our tidy little finances came smashing all apart. It didn’t take much, adjusting to less income, a minor catastrophe, unexpected large expenses, adjustments and other things that are part of life, still husband and I  looked at our decimated pocketbook. Post car purchase, post minor home mess, we…

Little Bee

Dear Little Bee You have had many nicknames, little bird, bumblebee, bug.  You have grown so much.  You know all about entertaining me and your sister and your dad, and you know all about driving us berserk too sometimes. Teatime.  It can be hard to get you to play solo sometimes, but you are ALWAYS…

The Grand Tetons

  Have gotten a little less grand. They will no longer bear the burden of providing life giving sustenance to the vulnerable, weak and beautiful.  They can put away the trappings of the season of provision and utility and rest low, low, er….  They are liberated to the mundane, no longer having an important role. …

Loaves and Fishes: How the masses were fed in 20 minutes

The plan is to make dinner about three times a week, with the other nights being leftovers or scrounge nights.  So typically I make a big amount of whatever I make.  However, the Hawaiian skewers I made last night went fast. So tonight, I was kinda doing the low key summer lowbrow meal kinda thing,…

Photo essay: Twin Rocks

This weekend our family went to Twin Rocks to RETREAT!!!!  That is really a good word, it’s like treat and re-treat. It was a treat.  Sylvie and I just hung around while A and J brushed up on their putting. Since A was sporting a Mr. T look, I kept trying to get her to…

Pre-birthday: For baby A

My firstborn, A, has been praying since last summer like this: “Dear Jesus thankyou for mama, pappa and my birthday coming to march with birthday hats, birthday cake, ‘fari Sams and balloons …” at which point we often direct her prayer: “Honey, say thankyou for the food,” “Amen,” And that is at the dinner table. …

Halloween 08. All family style.

I saved the carving till Halloween. A is only 3 and so I knew I would be on my own. First I had to kill the punkin. This is nice happy punkin. I am aware that it will win no awards for creativity. This is monster punkin. I guess it was a sort of comedy/tragedy…

For tha gramma’s

Because there are only a few people that can appreciate these pics properly, this post is for the grandma’s.  Sylvie. Addy (aka AJ, Ads, Addybee or Adeline Joy) The inspiration for these poses was from one Ms. Klundt. photos taken at about a week and a half of age by yours truly, Ms. ChezWhat.

Set to pop.

I haven’t posted in awhile because none of my thoughts have really had enough substance to spend time proofreading. And if you ask J, he can confirm that mostly what I am doing is as little as possible, while still managing some baseline level of productivity. What’s wrong with me? I am 39 weeks pregnant,…