Walking is a weird milestone because it happens so gradually. It’s not like rolling over. When babies learn to roll over it happens in a moment. It’s like this: 8:22 am: baby cannot roll over 8:23 am: baby can roll over Walking is a little more of a process; there’s a big learning curve. When
Did you ever see the show Fear Factor? It was a reality show where bikini-clad women and shirtless men would “face their fears” by competing in icky and scary challenges for $50,000. Most of the challenges involved eating, and some sort of swimming/underwater challenge. My brother and I really wanted to apply — most of
I’ve only just begun recapping our vacation, but I have to take a quick break because we were on the road again last weekend. This blog generally runs a week or two behind real life, except when real life intersects with current events, like Virginia Tech football. We went to Pittsburgh for the Virginia Tech
I grew up near Smith Mountain Lake, and if you grow up near a lake you perennially hear stories of scary things that happen on the water. Though growing up on the water made me a confident swimmer, it also made me a little more nervous than the average lake-goer. Take lake nerves, add in
You might have noticed that, for the past two weeks, my posts have been a little mature than before. It’s because I’m a year older. But it wasn’t just a year, I turned 30. Thirty. Dun, dun, dun, right? Starting with my nephew Caleb’s birthday last year, I’ve done a birthday post for my immediate family
Tom and I watched the Virginia Tech season opener with his family at Smith Mountain Lake. It was Berkley Grace’s first Hokie game. I remember David’s first game well. This is a photo of Steve and me making pizza dough together before the game. I’m posting it because Steve was the only one not wearing
This video is a PSA for any of David’s future employers. If he ever calls in sick and you hear him sneeze like this over the phone, make him come in anyway because he’s totally faking.
While everyone was enjoying their cake during David’s birthday party, we all gathered in the living room to watch a little year-in-review slideshow. It’s amazing to see how much happens in the first year of a baby’s life, and how much our life has changed in just one year. You can watch it here, or below. When I first
When David woke up last Saturday morning, balloons were floating around the living room. I like to think that’s when his birthday party officially started. We planned a backyard party in August, in Richmond. And somehow it wasn’t hot and the mosquitoes weren’t (that) bad. David woke up from his afternoon nap just as guests
All of David’s cousins have blogs documenting their childhoods and I often read through the archives to see what his cousins were doing when they were his age, what their temperament was like, sleeping patterns, etc. Recently I read this entry on my sister’s blog about how a “maturity light switch” was flipped around 10 to 11
David never hugs me like this. We’re happy to be home. Traveling with a baby is hard; in 9 days David slept through the night just twice. And oh my goodness the stuff. Our car was packed with baby contraptions, brightly colored plastic and bags and bags full of nothing but items designed to absorb
David’s first birthday is coming up, and since my sister and her family won’t be in town on the day of the celebration we decided to throw a pre-birthday party with them. I had planned on just making a cake (I needed to do a trial-run of the cake I’m making for his party) and
The other day I was buying some stakes at Home Depot and the cashier commented that, like David, her daughter was bald as a baby. She said she started washing it more and, guess what? Her hair grew! Maybe I should try that! Strangers make comments all the time. No, I don’t cut David’s hair.
I put David in his red diaper and blue hat with all of his red and blue toys and plopped him in his pool to wish everyone a very happy 4th of July. [David was leaning over the edge of the pool and splashing, which caused lots of water to spill, and drenched our towel.
I was in the kitchen when I realized David had been quietly occupying himself for a few minutes. Usually that means he’s gotten into the compost bin or Tom’s sheet music. When I went to check on him, I was so happy to see he was playing with his ball rather than elbow-deep in kitty
Recently I was looking through my tag cloud and decided to clean it up. I have a tag for “Virginia Tech” and also “Hokies”. Probably don’t need both. I also have a “natural disasters” tag. I used it when I did an update on the first two weeks of David’s life. Remember those two weeks?
Remember my 2012 goals? It’s June, half-way through the year, the perfect time for a goal check-in. As predicted, Tom has been riding his bike to work 2-3 times a week. Every now and then he has to work past dark or has a meeting across town, both of which make cycling hard. But other
For weeks it seems like we’ve had at least a little rain almost every day. We’ve had several showers that come out of nowhere and leave just as quickly. Each time, as soon as the rain let up, David and I would go on a “Rainbow Hunt.” Rainbow Hunt just means carrying out to the
Before you watch this video, turn up the volume on your computer as high as possible. It might seem hard to believe, but that sound is even more annoying in person. And did you notice when he lunges across the floor and then sort of bears down on a particular spot? At first glance it
Check this out. My friend Elizabeth is having a huge yard sale. And see where it says adoption Yard Sale? That’s because all of the proceeds go toward helping Elizabeth’s family adopt a little boy from China named Charlie. (Her blog is choc-full of their decision to adopt, but you can read the beginning of this particular
My kid already knows how to work the power seat. He’s gripping both arms of the chair like he’s Donald Trump in the board room. And that look of annoyance? It’s the kind of annoyance that comes with a feeling of superiority…and being forced to wear seersucker. It’s as if he’s saying, “I might be drooling
A few days ago I walked out of the room, and when I came back I saw this. David doesn’t pull up often, and I think it’s because of his modified crawling style. If he was up on all fours, it’d be easier to rock back on his knees and use his legs to pull
We don’t use our dryer. It’s one of those weird things I picked up from my parents, and Tom goes along with it because not using the dryer saves money. In addition to saving money, using a clothes line is one of those simple things you can do to live a greener lifestyle. Hanging our
We moved a few plants from our old house to our new one, including three lilies. Our new yard was full of rabbits and in no time they chewed the lilies at the base and left them there looking like trees in a clear-cut forest. Unexpectedly, the lilies came back this year. This time there
Yesterday when I went to put David down for a nap I found Brigham curled up in the corner of the crib. I put David in the crib with the cat because I figured the one thing that would make the crib no longer comfortable to Brigham would be a baby. It works in most
Nothing makes you appreciate your house (the way it has walls an a roof, for example) like spending the night outside. Last weekend we took David camping for the very first time. Two years ago a couple known as Tom and Amanda Before They Had a Baby went backpacking in West Virginia. We ran into
David has a new trick. It’s very technical. It’s called “crawling through the coffee table.” The first time he did it I went nuts. My heart exploded and I grabbed the camera. These photos? They’re for his college applications. I didn’t take any photos of the dismount because at that point he hadn’t quite mastered
All my friends’ Facebook statuses say neVer forgeT, as if anyone ever could. It’s been five years, and thinking about this day still makes my stomach feel heavy. I remember almost every minute of April 16, 2007 and the days following. I was in my car, driving to campus when I heard Nikki Giovanni make
He’s been doing this for a few weeks now. I don’t know what the technical definition of crawling is, but I’m pretty sure this isn’t it. I’ve heard moms call it the “Army crawl” but with all the grunting and struggling, David’s crawl is more like a castaway lugging his body across the beach in
Last weekend Tom and I embarked on what people fear even before they have babies. That this scares people before their lives implode into a newborn means it should be taken seriously. Before the baby is when people are sure they’ll be laid-back, unencumbered by baby gear and will stay out past their child’s dorkishly
We are so excited for Easter. So excited, in fact, that we didn’t mind the loss of dignity that occurred as a result of this photo shoot.
Last Saturday Tom and I both made to-do lists. One of our lists looked like this: 1. run 10 miles2. mow the lawn 3. enclose our compost pile4. vacuum5. dust6. trim shrubs7. watch 10 hours of basketball The other looked like this: 1. Go to the playground and put David in the baby swing I’ll just
Those of you who know my husband will be surprised to find out that he was the catalyst for getting the baby sunglasses.
The bushes in my front yard are unstoppable. I know these don’t look like much, but you can smell them from three blocks away. I read in Better Homes & Gardens that you should never plant fragrant flowers by your front door because they attract bees, and a swarm of bees on your porch isn’t
The whole time we were watching this performance, Tom kept saying, “but they’re not really doing that stuff, are they?” Yes, yes they are. (Performance begins about a minute in.) I’m glad they cut to George Clooney for five straight minutes. Because we can’t really enjoy a performance without knowing how George Clooney feels about it.
On warm days like today, David helps with the laundry. I bring out a blanket and he looks around, listens to the birds, and tries his hardest to do this: Brigham comes, too. But mostly he just acts like he doesn’t know us.
This sketch is combines everything I love: 1) new parents 2) pop music references 3) making fun of Bon Iver. That Jay Z impression SPOT ON. I’ve been irritated at Beyonce for weeks now. How dare she go out in public lookin’ all showered and sparkly? All this time I had my husband believing it
In case you can’t tell what’s happening here, David has somehow wedged his thumb into his pacifier. (Sorry for the blur. David was on my lap, super close to the lens.) It was the collision of his two favorite worlds in a way he never dreamed possible. If a look can say, “Woman. If you
We started giving David some solids. Over the past few days he’s had avocado, potato and banana. He LOVES it. It’s wigged out his digestive system, though. He went from pooping three or so times a day to…zero. I’ve heard this is normal, and that when his system decides to move it will MOVE. I
Thankfully, David’s standards for humor aren’t high. He finds it hilarious when I just stand back and say “boop”. No punchline required.
Is it just me or does David look like he’s ready to crack open a bag of jalapeno potato chips and watch the Giants win the Super Bowl?
I’m no expert, but isn’t it a little early for Camellias to be blooming? Careful Jonquils, it’s only February.
I know some consider this is a bad habit… But is there anything sweeter than a baby sucking its thumb?
Reading outside with daddy.
I went to the grocery store this morning and I knew something was up when I saw four different women with carts full of fresh flowers. Something WAS up: Tulips on sale for less than $2 a bunch. Outside: 67 and sunny Inside: fresh cut tulips on my dining room table. February, you better not
Contrary to what these photos might imply, we haven’t started solids with David yet. Instead, we’ve just been putting him in his high chair while WE eat solids. He likes it so far; being on the same level with us is his version of a Caribbean cruise. When we went to Franklin County for my mom’s birthday,
I haven’t written much about running lately, but it’s not because I haven’t been running. Instead, running has become less of an Event and more commonplace. I’m getting back to my old self. Not totally, but I’m getting there. The other day I went for a run wearing my running tights. I wore them earlier this
The fish hook.
Tom has started riding his bike to work a few times a week. It’s all part of our overall goal to live frugally and stay healthy. Plus, it means less wear and tear on the car and it’s good for the environment. His goal is to cycle to work 2-3 times a week. The weather