Wednesday, September 23, 2009

It's all about me

Well, for today, anyway. And even still, not really. We had a lovely birthday breakfast party; my mom took Harry last night and they got a cake which was hidden in his closet. She called this morning to make sure he remembered, and told me it was an ice cream cake. Ha. Meanwhile, I'm looking forward to a birthday and days following completely unlike last year's.



We're doing a birthday brunch for Suzy on Sunday; I've started cooking already and will get some updates over the weekend.

And yes, Suzy had tunnel vision on that cake. And she loved it.

Friday, September 18, 2009

Where did the baby go?

When I was a little kid, I had a Golden Book called, Where did the baby go? The book sort of creeped me out - it wasn't about hide and seek but a little girl around 3 years old who found a baby picture of herself. She had a hard time wrapping her head around the idea that she was the baby in the picture and kept asking, 'where did the baby go?' And I had a hard time wrapping my head around the idea that some kid was so thick that they didn't know they had been a baby. And it seemed like some little baby-eating mentally impaired monster was really the main character of the story.

Maybe I was a little too mature (ha!) for the book?

Anyway. Sometime last week it seems we had a little bit of the case of where-did-the-baby-go's. She suddenly turned into a girl. With personality - a grin when you say no, a steamrolling crawl toward Pete when he gets home, a pause while playing the piano to wait for praise. And then this.

Do you see it? The baby is slipping away - I'll miss her, but I'm very excited to meet the girl. She's probably going to want my shoes, but with a little bit of luck, they will never fit her!

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

What's a brother good for?

Suzy has discovered the garage. There's so much stuff in there, it's such a mess, what can I climb in, can someone give me a ride? Pete has spent the summer taking stuff out of the garage, sweeping the floor, grumbling that it's not bigger and putting stuff back in the garage. It is sad to only have a one car garage.


If that rotten boy weren't spending so much time at school (and loving it, I might add), he could be driving her around in the John Deere tractor trailer. (I can't believe I actually own a JDTT).

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Camp Out

Pete took Harry down to the boat for a camp out tonight. Sleeping bags and snacks and plenty of books to read; I'm not sure I won't see them before morning, but they were awfully cute as they headed out the door. Hopefully there won't be any of this:

Friday, September 4, 2009

Kindergarten

And he's off. He loved the first full day and was excited to go back today. But, I didn't think this would happen so fast. I mean, we just had this:

And this:


Honestly. Where did it go? How did we get to this conversation, out on the driveway, not 2 hours ago:

Harry: 'Mom, I can walk to school by myself. You could just stay here.'
Cindy: 'Well, how about I walk with you today and then next week you walk by yourself?'
Harry: 'Well I would be comfortable if you would just walk me over to the white house by the fence.'
Cindy: 'I'll just walk you to school.'
Harry: 'But I want to go by myself.'

So I walked him halfway there. And he didn't want to hold my hand. He did turn around and make sure I was there, though.