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just a few quick pictures from Naama’s wedding this weekend. We’ll update with more pictures and more substance soon.
the beautiful bride
and of course, the beautiful babies
This is Liam with his future wife, Dahlia (Naama’s niece). They loved meeting each other. Dahlia taught Liam to squeal in delight and call to us in a sing songy voice, and Liam taught Dahlia how to roll/stick out her tongue. A great friendship was born.
It was a beautiful, wonderful wedding.
Congratulations, guys!
The day before heading out to LA, Liam and I invented a new game. We’re calling it Bumper Cats. As you might remember, recently his favorite thing in the world is to grab onto two fingers, hoist himself to his feet, and scamper around the house. We briefly experimented with the game Chase the Cats Around the House, however, lately the cats have grown sluggish and complacent. Thus the game Bumper Cats was created. The rules are pretty simple:
Last one standing scores a point.
Right now its a pretty even match; a 17 pound baby versus either a nimble 15 pound cat, or a 20 pound sumo-kitty with a low center of gravity.
We’re just getting ready to head to LA for Naama’s wedding. So excited! But, before we go, I thought I should get a few more pictures up to keep you guys satisfied. Here are the pictures from planting:
The plot was pretty overgrown:
Liam was hard at work:
we pulled up a lot of weeds!
Hopefully all the hard work will pay off
the boys
Here’s some pictures of me looking like a goof. this was on our mother’s day picnic to spy pond
Finally, Liam was very interested in meeting our friend Regina’s baby, Grady, who was born April 3, 2008
okay, enough procrastination, i have to pack!
Today we planted our first ever community garden…. we arrived at our plot, which technically is not available until tomorrow (but who starts on a Monday?), to find it overgrown with weeds. We spent an hour weeding, then got underway planting. We planted tomatoes, three just regular, and three heirloom varieties (sioux, black zebra, and oaxacan jewel), peppers, both 6 cubanelle and 6 rainbow bells, 4 strawberries, 2 squash, 2 zucchini, 3 cantaloupes, and 6 cauliflower. Liam napped through the weeding in his bike trailer, and then played nicely on his blanket while we planted. A few other people were planting as well, so we aren’t the only one’s breaking the rules. We’ve never done a community garden before, and we have high hopes (but realize that we may not get much). We are also growing spices on the back porch, 2 varieties of thyme, rosemary, cilantro, basil, and 2 tomato plants.
pictures to follow, of course.
Sometimes you just have to stop to smell the flowers….
and then….
crush it
and finally, all you can do is
Yes, what I have learned from my son is:
when all else fails, eat it
if you can’t beat it, eat it
if you don’t understand it, eat it
also, if you’re hungry and it’s food, drop it on the floor!
It feels like its been ages since I’ve gotten a chance to write anything here, mostly because I feel like the boy has been running us completely ragged these days. Mostly though, this has been because he’s been fun and interesting and interactive and playing, so I really can’t complain at all.
The big news around here is that in the past month or so Liam has discovered how to
walk. He’s completely skipped crawling and has figured out that if he holds onto our hands for balance, he can put one foot in front of the other. When he first started, he was standing up holding onto my hands and tentatively put one foot out and took a step. Looking back, it seems like such a small little thing, but really when we were waiting expectantly for him to start crawling, a step from standing seems really momentous. These days, walking has turned into his favorite pastime. If he’s sitting, he’ll reach up to you and call for a hand up, or if he’s in your arms he’ll squirm to get down to the floor (the boy still hasn’t learned that while launching headlong out of your arms will get him to the floor, it may not be the best method of transport). Once there, he locks a death-grip on your two index fingers and takes off walking. Last weekend, I was looking after him in the morning and we spent an hour running laps in the house. Tormenting the cats in the front room, then heading through the dining room and kitchen to the back hall to check out what was going on out the back window, then jumping down to go see what the cats were up to back in the front.
Oop. I’ve been typing this on the laptop on the front porch because Liam fell asleep in the stroller and I didn’t want to wake him. He up now, so its time to get him out and take some more laps.
We have been told from several different sources that we need to update the blog more often. While we know this is true, we keep getting so busy, and once we have down time, a cup of tea and our feet up on the couch, or bed, is all we can think of….
here is a very picture heavy post. These pictures are from my visit to St. Louis. I traveled there with Liam by myself, while alex was in London and then Glasgow. Alex arrives home tonight, and it is not a moment too soon.
Here is Liam, the mafia man, trying eggs for the first time
grandma wins the prize for the best toy: metal measuring cups and spoons. Man he loved them!
Liam with cousins Bridgette and Paul
Liam with aunt beth singing a jimmy buffett song
Liam with a sock in his mouth, in bruce’s lap…He started getting a tooth while in St. Louis. It has erupted and is a little white tip of tooth. I think a second one is coming in as well, since I see a little white dot. I will keep you up to date on his tooth growing developments
Liam and Barb, with a rose
Liam and Grandpa
Gimme that nose!
Liam and Great Grandma Eberle
Liam and cousin Michael
Grandma, Liam, and I at Nadine’s Gin Joint
Dinner with Aunt Mary and Uncle Tim, Great Uncle Don, and Grandma
Home at Grandma’s. More time with the measuring spoons
My friend’s from high school came over one night and we ate cupcakes and looked at old photos and our yearbooks. it was a blast!
and finally, grandma’s hands make a heart as well