Wednesday, November 17, 2010


Jared and I are winging our way to Arizona tomorrow to spend a week with his grandparents and cousins, so I thought I would catch up with our events from the last week before all of the excitement gets started.

Last Wednesday our playgroup had a tour of the Millbrae fire station.  One of the story books we checked out of the library taught Jared that fire trucks say "nee-nah!" so we heard a lot of that on our tour.  It is hard to get a lot of kids under two to stand still for a picture.  Maddie and Ezra didn't even make it into this picture, and Bowen was much more interested in the bolts on the tire than coming out from behind Cache.  At least Cache, Jake, and Ruth seem to be dutifully standing still.
We learned a lot about how the fire station works, and the babies had a great time running wild under the supervision of the firefighters.
Jared was fascinated by all of the gadgets inside of the fire engine, including Jake's toy (which Jake obviously wanted back). I wasn't sure if the fire station made much of an impression on Jared, since highlights of our time there for him were finding a remote control and talking into it like a phone, trying to open every door we passed, and playing with a lever on a fire hose.  By the time the firemen turned on the siren to awe the kids, Jared was way past nap time and only seemed annoyed by the loud noise. Ever since our field trip to the fire station, though, Jared has tuned his ear to the sound of a fire engine's siren.  He hears them a long time before I do and pipes up with a little, "Nee-nah, nee-nah!"  Sure enough a fire engine will soon come into ear shot. 

I spent most of Saturday binding the quilt I have been working on for almost a year and a half.  By afternoon, though, I needed a break.  And what better way to spend a break than hiking in the San Mateo hills?  We hadn't been hiking in a long time, so we decided get out for a little while and indulge Jared's new found fascination with trees.
The weather was lovely, the scenery was beautiful, and Jared was. . . pretty good about riding in the baby carrier.
If you can't see it, Jared is laughing like crazy.  It doesn't take much to get this happy boy giggling.  Before we turned around, we let Jared get out and hike for about a hundred yards.  I don't know why anyone needs toys when kids can be made so happy by a handful of dirt, water coming from an unexpected source (like mom's backpack), or crunching on dry leaves underfoot.
We took Jared on his first hike about a year ago, so he is a seasoned hiker, but this was his first time venturing out of the carrier.  I would call this short hike a resounding success.  Here is our quick attempt at a picture of ourselves to prove that we were all on the same hike.
It isn't exactly a model for framing, and Jared is looking a little surly, but we'll take it.

Here is a picture of the quilt I finished on Monday.  I'm posting it because I'm a little proud.  Annika, don't look if you want to be surprised at Christmas.
A queen sized quilt was a little ambitious for my first project.  I think I will wait a few months to start on my next quilt, and then do something a little smaller.  A baby blanket, maybe, or a place mat.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Not a five days late birthday post

Dear Todd,
 Last week was your birthday, remember?  We know you don't like a fuss made over your birthdays, but we really feel like celebrating knowing that you are alive, so I baked you some pumpkin chocolate chip muffins and a birthday pie.
On Friday I got a babysitter and took you out on a birthday date.  I was waiting to post the happy birthday message on our blog until after our date so I could post pictures, but of course we were having too much fun to remember to take pictures. So here is a picture of you pondering the size of the ocean on a different date; one with a sunset and a walk on the beach.
Jared really hopes that it stops raining and you don't have to work such long hours soon so that you can take him out for a ride on the new baby bike seat we got you.
Okay.  This is a birthday post.  But we aren't making a fuss.  We just really really like you.  Happy Birthday, Daddy!
Savannah and Jared

Friday, November 5, 2010

Blast Off!

Every day when Todd gets home from work, he picks Jared up and says, "Three, two, one, blast off!" and throws a delighted Jared toward the ceiling.  I say the same thing pushing him in the swing at the park.  When Jared wants us to do it again he says, "Two, two, two, bah-bow!"
This morning at eight o'clock I heard cute baby noises coming from Jared's room, so I went to get him out of bed.  As soon as he saw me, he propped himself up on one elbow, pumped the other arm into the sky, pulled his pacifier out of his mouth, and said, "Blast off!"  That is the war cry of a toddler ready to conquer the day.
Jared is always on the go these days.  After breakfast and following me around to "help" with some morning chores, he found this cat and brought it to me, meowing.  Then he curled himself into my lap, still meowing, so I would pet him and rub his tummy.  How he knows what a cat does is beyond me, but it sure is cute.
He didn't stay in my lap for long, though.  He soon dropped the cat and ran to the stroller saying, "Go! Go! Go!"
He tried to climb into it for a few minutes, but when he noticed that I wasn't moving to find his shoes and hat for him, he went off in search of those essential going-outside items.
That pursuit was dropped immediately when he noticed that I was about to start my morning aerobics.  He spent the next half hour alternating between trying to mimic my movements and emptying the contents of my purse onto the living room floor.  When I sat down to stretch, he sat down with his dump truck and started cruising across the floor after it.
"Two, two, two, blast off!"
Watching this busy little guy go, go, go is my favorite thing in the world.  If only we could all catch some of that enthusiasm to blast off into the morning.  Maybe we all would if we had an hour to nap two hours after we woke up.