tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-115214272008-05-09T20:25:23.237-07:00going jesusSaranoreply@blogger.comBlogger431125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-66887611790696224082008-05-09T20:08:00.000-07:002008-05-09T20:25:23.271-07:00sandbox o' loveOf course....we couldn't wait. We put Isaac in the sandbox when I got home from work.
He was completely delighted, even though he'd put in a long day of playing already. He immediately picked up his shovel and started scooping sand into the bucket. He'll have even more fun tomorrow when he has had some sleep.Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-70211167804225747472008-05-09T12:40:00.000-07:002008-05-09T13:02:30.840-07:00fun with small creaturesI guess my pajama pants are too big now; this morning, Isaac was on the kitchen floor and he wanted to stand up, so he grabbed my pants to pull himself up. And they fell right down. He was confused for a moment, but then started laughing because I was cracking up and yelling "the baby pantsed me!" to Dennis.
Note to self: finish making curtains for the kitchen.
We filled up the new sandboxSaranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-55166413884297734282008-05-06T13:29:00.000-07:002008-05-06T15:12:52.558-07:00returnBad, bad blogger.
Sigh.
It's been a good month, but one mostly spent all curled up in a defensive circle like a pill bug. Lots of good change happening but you know what they say about change. It sucks neon donkey balls. That's what they say.
I finally have a really really good therapist, maybe...too good. As in, I don't get to play my happy little bullshit games and pretend that Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-25189242954497299852008-04-06T20:10:00.000-07:002008-04-06T20:59:41.776-07:00blah blah cars blah blahThe Beetle is totaled. Me is sad. It did its job and crumpled up in the accident so I didn't have to. But it's toast now. Sad, sad toast.
I started off thinking that I would just buy Beetle III, but then I started looking at its crash ratings, and noticed that the rear-passenger side-crash ratings aren't impressive. It doesn't burst into flames or anything, but it really doesn't do as well Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-86335421900125460482008-04-02T00:38:00.000-07:002008-04-02T00:39:12.619-07:00hey mr. tambourine dudeMore Isaac video. Playing a tambourine. In a diaper.
Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-80834181108028613112008-03-28T12:08:00.000-07:002008-03-28T12:31:14.624-07:00crash updateSo far so good. I picked up my rental Jetta today, and then went to the body shop where my car is. Where my car is now, anyway. I was so out of it Wednesday night that I didn't bother to find out details like who was towing my car and where. I had to call the police dept. and have them look it up. I somehow managed to do this without saying, "Dude, where's my car?"
The good news is, unless Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-74794348268322595232008-03-27T10:36:00.000-07:002008-03-27T12:15:32.780-07:00less adorable beetleLast night I was coming back from knitting @ the yarn shop, and some jackhole ran a red light. Unfortunately, I was in the way.
(my camera phone doesn't have a night setting, and my hand was shaking)
I'm basically fine, although I'm really sore and a bit out of it today.
I don't know if there's hope for my car or not. I guess I'll know more in a few days. I do not relish the idea of car Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-86164949142227723982008-03-23T16:17:00.000-07:002008-03-23T20:07:49.536-07:00Alleluia! The Lord is risen. W00t!Rita reminded me that now would be a good time to repost last year's Easter photo. Isaac rules over his rabbit army with an iron fist.
He loves watching the videos of himself that I just posted; he smiles and laughs and smacks the laptop screen. I tried showing him some of his older ones, but he wasn't interested. He just wants to see the big guy crawl or throw food. Hello, YouTube Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-33397495241553403172008-03-22T11:36:00.000-07:002008-03-22T11:37:27.273-07:00more Isaac videoThis was the video birthday card I made for my dad, so that he could enjoy breakfast with Isaac.
Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-87561530893783580702008-03-21T22:09:00.000-07:002008-03-21T22:12:29.237-07:00it's a talkieNew short video of crawling, chatty Isaac exploring in front of the house. If you're not a fan, you will find it kind of boring.
This was shot a month or so ago.Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-20806393026564646442008-03-09T19:49:00.000-07:002008-03-09T21:23:14.695-07:00mute buttonI'm coming off of a really unpleasant cold and my brain isn't especially full of brilliance, so here are photos of the boy as a distraction.
Here, he has added some pie tins to his drum kit.
Isaac in Nathan's sandbox
Standing up
In the middle of a giggle fit
Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-14872987364549222462008-02-19T18:18:00.000-08:002008-02-19T19:36:05.726-08:00mostly visual, and about knittingMy words aren't working all that well, so here are a bunch of photos.
Baby:
Knitting:
This is Leigh's slightly-late Christmas present.
The pattern is Twist by Chic Knits, the yarn is Dream in Color's worsted weight, which goes by the unappealing name Classy. Their sock yarn is called Smooshy. That's a good name for a yarn. Classy? Really? That's the best you've got? Anyway, the Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-14576646145418966082008-02-08T10:50:00.000-08:002008-02-08T11:36:12.129-08:00I am a new creation; free from sin's power! So I think I'll have another slice of pie!I thought about giving up snark for Lent, but yeah...not gonna happen.
So! Here's something bizarre. Scripture Dinnerware.
The plates have various bits of scripture around the rims. You can get different themes. This is from the Identity set.
Bread & Butter Plate: I am complete, delivered, completely forgiven! Colossians 1 & 2
See, I tend to think that anything written on my plate in Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-31639210020067658302008-01-29T20:12:00.000-08:002008-01-31T11:35:34.458-08:00this is not Isaac in a dressMy mom insists that Isaac looks just like baby me, and sent some photos to prove her point.
I'm probably about a year old here. There's definitely a resemblance.
I don't think the next one looks like Isaac, but I don't think it especially looks like me, either. I'd say it's the goofiest hairstyle I ever had, but that only works if we forget the 80s. Of course, the 70s have to answer for Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-83006764356117726092008-01-22T10:20:00.000-08:002008-01-22T21:53:05.572-08:00handing this one in lateYes, yes, bad blogger. But really, you've only missed out on overly graphic descriptions of all of us being sick and the parents being slammed by their respective jobs. Not all that interesting.
We're all healthy for the moment, though, and Isaac is oh so busy. He's Mr. Standing now; pulling up on the train table, pulling up on the coffee table, pulling up in his crib, pulling up on our Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-86865095386185811572007-12-28T13:00:00.001-08:002007-12-28T16:28:53.177-08:00Christmas: The RecapA quick list of what I wish I could report for our Christmas...lots of handmade gifts, yummy baking, awesome decorations, a general feeling of goodwill towards others, spiritual renewal, etc.
The reality...not so much. Christmas of FAIL. Ok, not fail, but I really feel like I dropped the ball bigtime.
I didn't even get the tree up this year. Again. This is probably not an altogether bad Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-53498862632552445242007-12-27T08:15:00.000-08:002007-12-27T08:21:14.295-08:00quick postI have much more to blather on about, but while I collect my thoughts, here's a bit of elfin Isaac goodness from Christmas morning:
Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-59604934373716756612007-12-16T19:48:00.001-08:002007-12-16T20:05:17.792-08:00baby who standsTake a look at this.
That's Isaac pulling himself up on Nathan's train table today.Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-79925028341059826302007-12-06T08:18:00.000-08:002007-12-06T08:43:48.683-08:00some gratuitous IsaacThis is my favorite recent Isaac photo
He's such a fast, proficient crawler now. Gracie and Bea are not amused, since they thought they knew how much time they had to get out of his way and now he's gone and changed the rules. Tails have been pulled.
He is also very good at climbing over low obstacles such as pillows, and we've lost the use of the bottom shelf on his changing table for Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-19283987965980496592007-12-01T23:46:00.000-08:002007-12-02T16:37:57.822-08:00It's alive!Time to kick off Advent. I bring you The (new!) Cavalcade of Bad Nativities.
Grab your shoes and purse and let's go look at some bad nativities!
Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-51833236091241929422007-11-29T13:50:00.000-08:002007-11-29T13:50:43.251-08:00Oh, no effing wayJesus H. Christ on a surfboard
And, name five reasons why Jesus won't be giving a talk on bike safety any time soon.
Check out the whole collection; most aren't available yet, so you'll just have to wait for your Sweet Chuck Norris Jesus Riding A Bull sculpture. The title on that one is I Am Strength, which makes the slightly freaked-out quality of the face sculpt that much better.
The Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-85884001866896394172007-11-21T19:00:00.000-08:002007-11-21T19:04:15.699-08:00Again! Again!You know what I feel like doing? Another Cavalcade of Bad Nativities. The first one was in 2004...I think it's time.
I'm crawling the web and poking the dark side of ebay. I'll start the first Sunday in Advent, December 2.
Cavalcade II: Electric (Baby Jesus) BoogalooSaranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-14391660116478088512007-11-15T00:51:00.001-08:002007-11-16T10:07:31.812-08:00jive turkey: now with pattern!Hey, remember that silly turkey hat I knit for Isaac last year? I made a pattern for it and posted it at goingcrafty. Now babies all around the world can enjoy wearing turkey hats.
Obviously, I still need to put it on Isaac for photos of extreme cuteness, and I will do that very soon. Promise. My attempt to do it this morning turned into a referendum on the cruelty of the mama who will not Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-76864316985709887432007-11-07T16:06:00.000-08:002007-11-08T00:49:49.729-08:00best thing everFollowing the discovery of stealth-sitting baby, we went to Toys R Toxic and used one of his bday giftcards to set him up with a noisy electronic sitting-up toy. He encountered it for the first time this afternoon, and Dennis sent me this photo:
Isaac is in love. Don't wanna eat, Dada. Toy. Don't wanna nap. Toy.
Slightly visible: the corner of the trunk/coffee table, which did not have Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11521427.post-48905028805865562862007-11-06T14:41:00.000-08:002007-11-06T18:22:00.975-08:00double agentTurns out my baby has a secret life.
As I've said, I'm really trying not to mindfuck any of the milestones stuff; it's a bad idea in general, but especially for preemies, who get organized on their own shedules. So I've been trying not to notice that Isaac doesn't sit up. I know he won't do anything until he's ready, and he has another Early Intervention evaluation in December anyway, so if Saranoreply@blogger.com