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Inspired by a book that I can't recommend highly enough, we learned that blackberry fool is A Fine Dessert. Sweet and tangy and gloopy, pretty and messy and easy, but also good for several helpers, especially if you pick the blackberries. Shmoogie and DiDi and I picked the brambles nearly clean to get enough, Shmoogie and Mr. P helped with the mashing and the sieving and the whipping, and we all helped with the eating. Mostly, we ate it before it chilled because I forgot the part about having to leave it in the fridge for 3 hours and started... Continue reading
Posted Aug 12, 2015 at What There's Time For
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Bayboh has eight teeth (very nearly four molars, too) and two words. He says, "Hi!" in a drawn out sing song, more highly pitched and accompanied by more frantic waving the more desperately he is trying to convince you that he is NOT tired and you should really stop trying to put him to bed. A few weeks after perfecting that, he came out with "gog-uh!" at the beach when a little dog ran by and now he talks about our dog-uh all the time. He scoots over to him, "dog-uh! dog-uh!" to give him pats and (gently enough, it... Continue reading
Posted Jul 28, 2015 at What There's Time For
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There have been so very many things I have thought to post in the past year (or more) and haven't and a few things that I've posted and can't remember that I just don't know if I'm repeating myself. I'll tell it like it's new and you can just roll your eyes at me. When Mr. P moved to his own room a few months ago, he got a new bed. An IKEA bed (you know how much I love IKEA!) with bars that curtains could be hung from (and were) and a bowed canopy could be snapped on top... Continue reading
Posted Jul 22, 2015 at What There's Time For
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As with every year I can recently remember, this one has both passed astonishingly fast and contained more than I would have said was possible. I cannot believe that Bayboh is about to be a toddler and I cannot believe that our family ever existed without him. It's easy to enjoy the third baby. I've enjoyed them all, of course, but the last one... We know we won't be back here again and I guess that makes it easier to get through the random night wake ups, the teething, the biting, and all the rest (the week before last was... Continue reading
Posted Jun 24, 2015 at What There's Time For
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Huge excitement around here recently: Bayboh has learned to wave! There's always a pause first, when you say "Bye bye!" And wave excitedly at him, where he looks slightly confused. Then he suddenly gets it and he grins really big and his little pudgy elbow starts wiggling back and forth while his little pudgy hand flops limply along for ride. He grins and grins and his hand flops and flops and he is so very pleased with himself you can just tell he's thinking, "Oh! It's time to do the thing! I know how to do the thing! I can... Continue reading
Posted Jun 1, 2015 at What There's Time For
It is 10:15 pm on a school night and I am lying on Mr. P's bed, explaining to him (with a bit of desperation probably creeping into my tone) that, although I know it is hard when the sun stays up past bedtime, he has a RESPONSIBILITY to stay in his room after bedtime and try to go to sleep so that mommy and daddy don't have to force themselves to stay awake past THEIR bedtimes just to make sure he is safe. We are already weeks into the ironic misery of summer past 47° N. Mr. P takes in... Continue reading
Posted May 28, 2015 at What There's Time For
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I have so many thoughts of things to write here, but they don't get much chance to sort themselves out into a coherent thing I can write down. Which is to say, this photo is a lie. Not a lie in the sense that Shmoogie and I didn't have a perfect afternoon at the park, climbing on the jungle gym, being pushed on the swing, and making crowns out of daisies by the lake, because we totally did. But a lie in the sense that this is not the usual way our days play out and that even in this... Continue reading
Posted May 20, 2015 at What There's Time For
Among the reasons that life is way fuller than this blog currently reflects, I've recently updated Knitamus to with an Apple Watch app. This was so fun to do and it was utterly thrilling to open up my new watch on Friday and have my app actually work! I've never before had the surreal experience of writing and releasing software for a device I've never seen. Nor have I ever had something in an app store the first day it opened. :) You can check it out on the other blog, where I'm also running a giveaway of an actual... Continue reading
Posted Apr 26, 2015 at What There's Time For
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She has just been making her baby brother laugh so hard (by startling him over and over with a peg doll ghost) that cereal and prunes were spitting out of his mouth. But now she is all seriousness. "Mom? Can we make a little submarine for each of us?" I ask what we would do with them, trying to ascertain what level of engineering she has in mind. "We'd go underwater in them!" She's a bit exasperated, "and there should be a bed for each of us and a crib for Bayboh. And they should transform into other kinds of... Continue reading
Posted Apr 26, 2015 at What There's Time For
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The weekend before he turned 8, we had a beautiful day and Mr. P had an ugly mood and he was sent outside to the swing. By the time I joined him, he was feeling much better, remarking on how lovely and warm it was and how nice it was to swing. I had a turn and he pushed me while we chatted and then he sat in my lap and we lulled back and forth, eyes three-quarters shut against the brightness and faces relaxing in the warmth of the sun. Aging was on his mind, with his birthday coming... Continue reading
Posted Mar 31, 2015 at What There's Time For
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It was a good one, at a park at his request and blessedly un-rained-upon. The next day was cold and very very wet, so we were very very lucky. I was proud of my boy. A month ago, he was alternately weepy and angry because his friends were making fun of him for liking Ninjago. But then he decided he didn't care what everybody else thought, he wanted a Ninjago birthday and that was that. In his honor, I made my first attempt at fondant decorating. Has distinct possibilities, and the kids even ate it, but I peeled it off.... Continue reading
Posted Mar 17, 2015 at What There's Time For
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As much as I don't utterly love breastfeeding, I'm also finding myself conflicted now that the end is in sight. How much of it is simple reluctance to step out of this physical stage of life, the pregnancy and the lactation stage, because, you know, mortality? How much of it is worry and guilt over how getting an out of the house job has made Bayboh's babyhood different from the others (although I definitely realize by now that every babyhood is different, no matter what)? Things that can be measured are easy. If I can keep nursing him until he's... Continue reading
Posted Mar 11, 2015 at What There's Time For
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As requested, a happier photo. This was at the doctor's office for a scheduled vaccine, but I asked them to look at his ears just to be sure, since we were almost done with the antibiotics and he'd been kind of fussy and not wanting to eat much. His ears were fine, but the doctor had to go on and on about how extremely un-sick this child appeared before she actually looked in at them. Continue reading
Posted Mar 1, 2015 at What There's Time For
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I have a ridiculous fear of taking a not-actually-very-sick kid to the doctor and having the doctor think I'm an idiot. Instead, I make sure the doctor thinks I'm an idiot by blathering something like, "I know you're probably going to say, 'It's a virus; sorry he's unhappy, but there's nothing we can do,'..." So I can't totally blame the doctor for announcing, after a quick examination, "Well, he definitely has a virus!" But it was nearing 10pm on Wednesday night, I'd already been at the urgent care for at least an hour and a half with a disturbingly sleepy,... Continue reading
Posted Feb 23, 2015 at What There's Time For
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Since getting his own iPod with messaging capability at Christmas, Mr. P has gone through the tapping walls of random gobbledygook phase and the tapping random walls of emoji phase and he'd started to sometimes type real messages, but suddenly this week there was a breakthrough. I laughed and laughed. Food!!!! Continue reading
Posted Feb 15, 2015 at What There's Time For
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It's a good ritual, I've decided. And if my kids mostly think of cherry pie when they think of the grandfather they didn't know... Well, it's not a bad way to be remembered. Continue reading
Posted Feb 4, 2015 at What There's Time For
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I'm quite certain we would be all disposables all the time at this point if it weren't for one thing: the diaper service. We pay them monthly, they exchange our disgusting bag of used diapers for a perfectly fresh, neat stack of clean ones. We never run out. The only downside is that off-the-rack baby pants can only barely accommodate the trimmest of carefully tailored wash-at-home diapers. The big flat fold-it-into-something-that-works diapers that come from the service are beyond the pale. Usually, we just bypass the issue by keeping Bayboh in onsies all the time, but yesterday something came over... Continue reading
Posted Jan 26, 2015 at What There's Time For
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Bayboh has suddenly realized that he can grab anything he can see. Plates, bowls, hair, the paper I'm trying to cut neatly while also holding him. But his feet may be the favorite. He especially loves to grab the free one while nursing and absentmindedly do yoga stretches with it. Continue reading
Posted Jan 24, 2015 at What There's Time For
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I'm ashamed to admit (though I comfort myself by doing things like adding up the number of addresses we've had since then as an excuse) that in the seven years since my father died, the only photo we've had regularly visible of him is a fairly random snapshot stuck to the fridge. One that we stuck to the fridge when we got it, years before he died, and which comes off the fridge with every moving out and goes back on the fridge with every moving in, just like everything else. He himself was more than averagely committed to family... Continue reading
Posted Jan 19, 2015 at What There's Time For
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Not sleeping much, on account of two seemingly giant teeth trying to erupt, but his evening cereal (with prunes, for reasons) always makes Bayboh very happy. He is bouncing and flapping his arms, alternately laughing and singing out, "Uh-hah! Uh-hah! Uh! Uh! Huh-AH!!" Continue reading
Posted Jan 3, 2015 at What There's Time For
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A new tiny fig tree is making me very happy. It's been a long time since we had a houseplant (to be fair, there is a lovely little cactus on the kitchen windowsill that survived the road trip and my poor plant keeping skills). Continue reading
Posted Dec 31, 2014 at What There's Time For
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Until recently, I was carefully recording exactly how much milk I pumped each time. There's a pretty nice little app for that (there are probably several, but that's the one I used). I can't say it wasn't interesting to see how time between pumpings or time of the month or who knows what else affected the amount pumped, but it was also a little anxiety producing. And I finally realized I had probably learned what I was going to learn from it and that, really, I was never going to go and export the logs to make fancy graphs to... Continue reading
Posted Dec 5, 2014 at What There's Time For
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I turned leftover mashed potatoes into crispy cheesy golden amazingness and they said they didn't like it. Then they asked for dessert and got all offended there wasn't any on offer! Continue reading
Posted Nov 29, 2014 at What There's Time For
In the current moment, there is time for being in the current moment. There is time for creativity of various sorts. There is time for nursing and pumping and, when that's not enough, ordering UK-made formula because someone told me it's better than the American kind. It smells better, so I believe them. There is time for handwriting practice and math homework checking and taking the dictation of spelling-word-bespangled stories. There is time for teacher conferences. There is time for Lego princess projects and watching over bubble baths. There is time for packing lunches and eating dinner and taking showers... Continue reading
Posted Nov 26, 2014 at What There's Time For
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Tonight I noticed he has dimples instead of knuckles. Continue reading
Posted Nov 19, 2014 at What There's Time For