Wednesday, August 26, 2009

20 weeks

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Ice Cream Lips

Yesterday, Sam was treated to a special Mama/Punka visit to McDonalds for fries and a tiny ice cream cone. This, after he had to go to the doctor and get 4 shots. It was a rough day for Sam. The day ended with Elise and I reading stories to him before bed. He fell asleep halfway through "Curious George Makes the Pancakes" which never happens. He was zausted.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Pool Kisses to You!

Elise, Sam and I just returned from my shopping center conference in Orlando. We spent Sunday at Sea World having the most fun we had had in a long time. I couldn't peel the smile off my face all day. Sam's reaction to the new roller coaster, the Manta, thundering overhead pretty much somes it up, "WOOOOOW!"

While I attended rivoting session on shopping center business in a recessionary climate, Sam and Elise got to go to the pool. Wonder who got the short end of the stick on that one...! :)

Tuesday, August 11, 2009


Well apparently my belly has 'popped' in the past few days. Today I went out to run a few errands with Sam and did not speak (and I'm not kidding) to one person who did not ask me when I was due, or comment on the fact that baby number two was on the way. I felt like I could have been 8 months pregnant today instead of just 5. Maybe it was the shirt I was wearing? It wasn't one of those pregnancy-fashion-victim shirts that says "baby" with an arrow pointing down, but it gave me away. I'm out of the maternal closet!

Monday, August 10, 2009

Friday, August 7, 2009


I think this is, officially, Sam's first word. I first remember hearing it when we were in Washington, DC when we drove into town to visit Elise's cousin Nick. We drove down Pennsylvania Ave. and as we passed all the tourist busses, Sam pointed out the window and said, "Bus". He perfected it on our recent trip to Cheney, WA. On the way to Starbucks from Irene Place we passed the school bus yard and, every time, Sam would point out the window and say, "Bus."

Now he says it all the time. He just walks around the house saying, "Bus bus bus." He enunciates each sound with such precision, "B uu ssss". In a restaurant in Cannon Beach, Oregon there was a stuffed moose sitting in a chair in the waiting area. There, I taught him how to say, "moose". Sam says "moose" the same way he says "bus", with the same pride. He delights in wrapping his lips around the sounds that mean something. Though I'm not sure if he saw a moose walking down the street he would point and say "moose", whereas when a bus drives down the street, he most definitely points and says, "Bus". (it goes without saying that there aren't really very many--or any--moose in Florida)

I know this blog lacks something without audio, so I will endeavor to capture the hallowed word on tape or video to post here for posterity...

18 Weeks

Photos courtesy of Paul (technical set-up & editing by moi)

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Pieces of Life {Not Forgotten} Chapter 3

We said: "there is a baby in mom's tummy"
You looked in my belly button like a sailor into a parascope
You turned your hands up and shrugged
You don't believe us
Sometimes we can't believe it ourselves

I looked at him and saw him laugh and smile the same way that made me fall in love 5 years ago
The concentration of innocence is diluted by the murky waters of life
but can be found again. and has.


Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Week 16

Sunday, August 2, 2009

15 Weeks

Cannon beach on the Oregon coast. Frolicking in the tide pools, flying kites and watching the July sun burn off a lazy fog. Not a happier day I can remember as of late.