Thursday, July 23, 2009

This dog's life

There comes a time in every girl's life when she:
  1. Loses her gummy smile (last week Thursday)
  2. Gets her second tooth (Tuesday)
  3. Discovers the stairs (Saturday)
  4. Successfully climbs a stair (this morning)
Now, all of these things are important, but there is nothing so important as finding the dog water. The bucket of room temperature dog infested joy on the kitchen floor.

Daisy is 12 years old. She's mostly deaf (I joke that she barked herself deaf) and I think her vision is not what it used to be, either. She has a little trouble with the steps and is just generally getting to be an old lady. We do just love our Daisy, even when we find her teeth on the carpeting.

Friday, July 17, 2009

Our girl

Is coming along nicely. We had our 9 month well baby check up today -- 16 lbs, 9 oz, 28" long. She's a little on the long and skinny side, but from where I'm sitting that's not necessarily a bad thing.

She's been waving hello and good-bye for the past few days and has gotten lightning fast with the crawling. Walking is a little ways off yet, but still in sight; she pulls herself up and walks right along. Also, at bed time, we have 3 pacifiers: one for her mouth and one for each hand to play like cymbals.

Honestly, I never thought I'd raise a drummer.

Adult: $22.50, Child $16.50, Infant: Free

While on vacation, we took a great little train ride on the Georgetown Loop narrow gauge railroad. The track covers a couple miles and 400 vertical feet and crosses a teetering bridge which I was assured is very secure.

There was a mine here that the railroad served and some of the leftovers - equipment, rock piles, etc. - are still around and neat to look at. There are a couple of little old western towns near the depots which were very neat to see. Suzy loved the ride - so much to look at, so many nice old men to flirt with, and of course, her dad's lap.

Harry, on the other hand, started the ride as you see below and ended it in a similar position, but snoring. Thank goodness for the free infant fare!

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Research and Development

Every once in a while when I scrap the pictures off the camera, I find a batch that looks like this:

Now, these are an improvement of the ones taken of with product displays of sets Harry would like us to buy. But, these did make me wonder -- were they ransom photos? was he trying to remember how he configured the parts so he could make them again later? was he just taking pictures of his pals? who gave him the camera?

But on Tuesday, all was revealed. This was field work -- research and development, if you will. My dad stopped by after work and Harry had created a Lego museum in his room. (Admittance fee: $15, real dollars.)

And, to think I had treated some of his early work much like NASA treated the original moon footage...

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

So much to tell you

I've started a bunch of posts in my head over the last few days - there's so much to tell you, do I do it all at once? A bunch of short posts? Do I tell you about the ant infestation that seems to be going on in our kitchen? Or about the fact that I'm considering wearing napkins instead of clothes because I'm tired of laundry and Harry doesn't seem to understand the difference? How about the 3 new pairs of shoes I bought yesterday?

No, the only thing to do is to tell you that Suzy belongs to Pete. The way Harry belongs to me. She adores him. Her lip quivers when he leaves the room. I mean, she wails when I leave, but Harry was never quite so attached to Pete. And it's adorable. I love it - and Pete eats it up. Here they are at the look out in the Buffalo Bill Museum parking lot.

You can see Pete is working on his stern-you're-going-to-take-too-many-pictures-of-me-this-week vacation look. And Suzy is working on melting him. And it's working. I mean the melting, not the feigned sour-puss look.

But don't worry about Harry. They plotted a snowball fight here at the continental divide. I was all innocent in coming out to take a photo of them playing in the snow. Really. No, really!

But, just in case the lady behind you starts talking about how cute that baby is in the little dinghy at the Pirate Ship playground in Vail Village you should know the proper thing to do is walk over and kiss your wife.

Now, I have to go think about attempting something with yeast again.

Sunday, July 12, 2009


A mountain of photos from our trip to er, the mountains. I only sort of meant to do that. You know, I do like language. And funny little puns and usage things and the like.

Anyway, we had a lovely trip. It was fun to see Dan and company and Allan and meet Kathy and all the ridiculously tall kids and Heather and Sean. Sean's family was so wonderfully hospitable that I may have thought that Heather would wind up with pretty decent in-laws but we're not going to talk about that now. Right, Heather?

Suzy was a dream on the plane; a little fussing, mostly about me getting the puffs into her mouth fast enough followed by a lot of sleeping. Harry was happily entertained by all the diversions, although I am here to tell you, just in case you were wondering, Legos are NOT an ideal airplane activity. After collecting up all our Legos from our pleasant Midwest Airlines flight I mean our horribly average Republic Air flight we had a nice drive through the mountains, a fun train ride (that Harry slept through and Suzy loved), a swim in a hot springs pool, a ride up Vail Mountain, stood over the continental divide , visited the Colorado Railroad Museum (during which some of us may have knitted/napped in the shade while others looked at ALL of the trains), had a much shorter visit over at the Rocky Mountain Quilt Museum, rode an Alpine Coaster, visited Buffalo Bill, and a few other things thrown in for good measure.

I promise to drag the photos off the camera tomorrow after the Great Circus Parade. No, don't even ask. I'm not afraid of the clowns. I'm not thinking of them at all. I wasn't even a little bit afraid to go to bed. Nope, not one bit.

Photo credits: Sarah Hooks