Month: July 2014 (Page 1 of 3)

Sneaky and determined

I left Sam downstairs for a minute to change clothes and bring down laundry. He cried shortly, then quieted.  I assumed he was playing.  After a minute I heard a baby grunt, closer than I expected.  I ran to the hall.

He had pushed aside the gate and made it halfway up!  I’m standing on the step he was on.  This boy is testing my vigilance!


It’s not even August, and yet every day Jack tells me he has decided what he wants to be for Halloween.  Sometimes several times a day.  So far from this week:

  • Spiderman
  • Batman
  • a Knight
  • a Dragon
  • a Dinosaur
  • Construction Worker
  • a King

There are many more I can’t remember from earlier this year.  I tell him “Oh?  Sounds good! Good idea!” and remind him that in October he will make the final decision.  Each idea is always “Definitely” for him.

No Peekaboo

Sam has started to do Peekaboo himself by putting his arm over his eyes.  It’s totes adorable.  Too bad I couldn’t get him to do it on camera.  Here’s the outtakes.

Date night!

We had a lovely time out together sans children.  First was dinner at the hot new Sushi Den location in Denver, Izakaya Den.  The food was great, the restaurant pretty (loved the live bamboo encircling the staircase, growing two stories tall).  But it was crazy noisy, rushed, and the table next to us was full of loud, drunk fifty year olds behaving rudely.  Ugh.  Still, Ben enjoyed his miso soup, tempura, and ramen bowl.  I had a delicious melon and Serrano ham salad with basil and watercress, and wagyu beef sashimi. Sorry, no pics.

The good thing about the rushed service was we had time for dessert!  We drove across town to High Point Creamery for their flight of ice cream, where you can sample five of their flavors, with garnishes and sauce.
Salty dog chocolate, basil blackberry swirl, mango coconut lassi, mint chocolate bark, and simply strawberry.  So good!

 It was a sweet ending to a wonderful, rainy evening.


A new record?  Center green bruise, right forehead lump, and the left sided triplet of red marks (individually acquired) at hairline, brow, and cheek. 


Poor guy! 

More GJ photos

Sam goes gaga over animals.  Natasha tolerated him well. 


Dinner on the patio Sunday night.  Jack served himself proudly: bread for every compartment.





Bells bells bells!

Before leaving the valley I stopped at the Palisade Insectary to buy bindweed mites for Ben.  Jack complained of the smell the whole time we were there.  (Rotting potatoes and bleach, according to the scientist who said hello.)

First word?

I reviewed my first word post on Jack, and again I’m not sure whether to say Sam has his.


As I said on his 10 month post, he’s been saying “mom” at me for a while.  But he also says it for other reasons, so I’m not sure what to make of it today.

Today he said “Ba!” when I pulled out a favorite ball.  My mom says he was saying “ba” in the pool this morning when we played with balls too.  So maybe?  Who knows?


It’s almost 10 am and I’m in my jammies still, feet up, browsing the internet.  Sam is napping, Jack is shopping with Grandma.  It’s  . . . quiet.  So very quiet.  For some time now.

Ahh.  Lovely.

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