When I was 30-something weeks pregnant with David, I’d wake up every morning around 5am and not be able to fall back asleep. Around the same time my running group moved our afternoon runs to something unreasonable like 6am because, even though it was 80 degrees and humid, that was better than running at our
This is David’s belly. This is my belly. See the cookie in my hand? I was trying to bribe David to come over and touch my belly for a photo shoot. It didn’t work. But I think this turned out just fine. This pregnancy is very different from my first pregnancy, and it seems a
Photography has gotten much harder as David’s gotten older. I miss the simple days when I could put bunny ears on him, give him a carrot to gnaw on, and have plenty of time to find an angle that would show his chubby rolls and the dogwoods in the background. Those days are gone. Now, whenever
Remember when we migrated our site from Tumblr to WordPress? And we hated how it looked, but we decided to just go with it anyway? Well, nothing (about the look) has changed. I did change the backgroud color one day. And today I updated the “About” page. But besides that, we’re going no where fast.
My parents have several photos of my mom with my sister when she was about David’s age. It was summer, and my sister was running around nothing but a diaper while my mom was hanging some clothes on the clothesline. Imitating my mom, Kristie took off her diaper and hung it on a stake in
Every now and then I pack up a bunch of toys and games and whatever else and send it to the members of my family that live in Taiwan. Many of the things I send were made in Taiwan, shipped to American where I purchase them, then send them back to Taiwan. The irony is
I would classify our garden last year as only quasi-successful. We dealt with a lot of pests (like squirrels and chipmunks) and lost most of our squash to vine borers. After all that, I didn’t really have steam to plant a fall garden. Instead, we planted a sort of fall garden. I’ve never had a ton
Tom’s maternal grandfather gave Tom this wagon when he was little. I never got a chance to meet Tom’s Granddaddy; he passed away when Tom was still a boy. I was told he didn’t give gifts often, but he thought every little boy needed a wagon so he made sure Tom had one. A few
There’s still sand on our street from last weekend’s snow, but today is all sunshine and warm breezes. We had a solid week of constant rain which turned into a heavy, wet snow, followed by a week of temperatures barely above freezing, followed by another messy snow. And now? Now THIS? I know this is
My friend Sarah gets the award for the Most Astute Blog Reader. She posted this on my Facebook wall right after we announced our baby on the way. That’s right. I already wrote a post about what I did differently for this race, but I failed to mention one enormous detail: I was 10 weeks pregnant on