Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Impersonations
Monday, May 24, 2010
Daddy's Race
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Hanky-panky
And I just like this hat and my kids in it, even if they don't.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Birds of Prey
Friday, May 14, 2010
Digging



Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Thursday, May 06, 2010
Over Breakfast
Me: Oh yeah?
Makili: Yeah. And when I get big I'm going to cook food. And I'm going to carry Remick.
Me: What else are you going to do when you get big?
Makili: I'm going to play with my cars and trucks while you're busy.
Me: Wow! You will be big! Do you think you'll have babies when you're big?
Makili: Yup.
Me: How many?
Makili: Two.
Me: Really. Are you going to have boys or girls?
Makili: I'm going to have Lightnings (like Lightning McQueen)
Me: Are you going to have a job when you're big?
Makili: yup.
Me: What kind of job are you going to have?
Makili: A yellow job.
Tuesday, May 04, 2010
Take a Good Look
Friday, April 30, 2010
I was a good mom yesterday
We did make cookies (though I didn't have the energy for full blown garages and houses), which always feels like an accomplishment. He was zealously enthusiastic with the cookie cutters. And we went for a hike in the woods. We made houses (of sticks) for the animals with bowls (acorn caps) of food (berries). He loved this and we did it over and over again. He also LOVED the bridges and stairs on the hike, sticking his fingers in holes in the ground, and finding the fiddleheads. It was so lovely outside.
At home, the three of us sat in the dandelions, Makili and I braided them into a crown for Remick, while he sat there eating them. Yesterday was a good day.
As a side note, despite taking all of his clothes of after our hike and checking him for ticks, we found one biting him this morning. Bummer. It wasn't engorged, so now we're watching for symptoms. Yuck.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Blooming Fools
I have been unbelievably busy lately. I have a new job as the Market Manager for two local farmers' markets which officially starts on Saturday, though there has been plenty of work already. I'm "working" on a local micro-farm once a week (though I get paid in vegetable). I'm still busy with the Master Gardener class and the required volunteer hours involved. I still have exchange students and am still looking for more families, and I have a gazillion things to do in the garden, though there are already lots of things growing - greens, peas, carrots, onions, scallions, broccoli, caulflower, cabbage, garlic, and brussel sprouts. My boys are full of energy, which can't be ignored. AND I'm starting a wee cut-flower business called Blooming Fools, cause there is definitely some fool involved in this. It is an exciting and overwhelming time! Now that I've listed it all out, I realize why I feel overwhelmed!
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Look Out! Here He Comes!
Remick is growing and changing faster than I can keep up with so I need to capture a bit of the here and now with my feisty little man.
Communication –
Remick uses four signs: milk, more, eat, and all done. He signs them constantly, all day and has been doing so for about six weeks. He loves being able to communicate with us and is SO mad if I tell him no when he asks for milk (like because he just nursed for an hour or something). In fact, I might go as far as to say that he yells at me. He also tries to “answer” the phone, and loves to play games with me like give me something and have me give it back, or throw something out of the shopping cart over and over or sort the blocks together. He loves to figure out interactions.
Eating –
Remick eats: bananas, grapes, potatoes, apples, pears, carrots, sweet potatoes, broccoli, beans, peas, asparagus, blackberries, canteloupe, watermelon, and a few small pieces of Annma’s bread. It is impossible to feed this kid enough. He wants to eat all the time and whatever anyone else is eating. He grazes under Makili pretty much all the time, so there are quite a few foods that ought to be on the above list, but aren’t. It has really put some fire under my under-fired-up vacuuming urges. Larry fed him chocolate cake crumbs which he loved apparently?
Moving –
I thought Remick was going to start walking soon, but then he found the speed switch on the crawling and really cranked it up and now he’s so damn fast he doesn’t have much reason to want to walk. Though since he started standing unassisted, you never know? I love to see him crawl really fast, though, with his body moving like a snake, from side to side. And now that it has been warmer and he has been without pants, he cracks me up trying to avoid putting him knees down. He crawls on his feet and hands or with one knee and the other toes. It’s pretty funny.
Sleeping –
Raph and I have been sleeping in Makili’s room for a while now in part because we have an air filter in there which really mutes all the other noises in the house, for example, Remick’s need to wake and cry for a minute every hour. In fact, the air filter does such a good job, I only know that this happens because every time we sleep somewhere else, he miss the damn air filter. I’m exaggerating, though when he was an infant, he actually did wake every damn hour. If he had his way, I think he seriously would like to get up every 3-4 hours and be nursed back to sleep. BUT, he’s doing well in other ways. We are pretty much getting to the point where we can read him a book, give him the pacifier and set him in his crib, turn off the light and shut the door, and he goes to sleep on his own! That seems like a pretty impressive accomplishment.
Personality –
Feisty. Willful. Affectionate. Social. Curious. When Makili was a baby, if I told him no, he would cry. Remick just looks at me and laughs and then continues right on doing whatever I tell him not to. I’m already worried about what his adolescence is going to look like. He loves to climb stairs, eat dirt, pull my earrings, chase Makili. He is so lovey-dovey though. He melts into a big pile of smiles any time anybody (other than me) looks at him. It’s quite cute. I call him my stinky Buddha lately, though I also call him stinkerinker. He’s still a chubby babe and I could eat him up if he’d ever hold still long enough for nibble. He has no time for diaper changes. He has quite a temper and gets super mad when you hold him down for diaper changes.