lucky charms.

Jessica has often told me that her and her sister Emily were allowed to pick out an indulgent sugary cereal when they were on vacation to the cottage in Wisconsin. While Art wasn’t there to choose, I got him some lucky charms and explained how when mama was a kid she got fun cereal, too. he immediately had two bowls.

The Lew-Down

We have lift off.  Lewis is walking more and more.  As long as he's not thinking about it he will walk across a room.  But then moments later he might stand grasping a chair and whining, waiting for someone to assist him.  He clearly has not realized that he can do it on his own yet.  It's actually kind of funny.  And he's really into feeding himself.  Today he pretty much spoon fed himself split pea soup.  I was actually thinking that split pea soup is a great first-self-feed food since it can be so thick and just sticks to the spoon.  He did quite well.  He's got the cup thing down, too.  I've already stopped giving him a lunch bottle.  He takes a good 1/4-1/2 cup of milk at the table in a cup.  Still in increments, of course, but he's able to manage more and more at a time.  In fact, he really likes to chug his milk.  You can clearly hear a glug-glug sound while he drinks.  
Well, it's been a busy weekend.  Lots of family in town and I spent nearly all of yesterday eating cheese and yabbing with relatives.  Today Lewis and I went to the Children's Museum with my cousin Stacy and her 18-month old son, Tom who were in town from Chicago.  (No pictures.  I left the camera in the car.  DOH!)  I was happy for Lewis to have some time to call the shots and hang out where he wanted for a while.  In fact, I think he might be really enjoying this Art-free zone.  He's got full rein and all of Mama's attention.  It's weird, though, I don't know what I was freaking out about with just one kid.  I mean, I remember clearly feeling so overwhelmed a lot fo the time and I was truly working hard, yet it's hard for me to picture what I was so busy doing all that time.  I practically feel like I'm on vacation here with just Lewis.  Well, not really because I can't just go anywhere I want or do whatever I want, but there's so much less to worry about or take care with just Lew.  And he is a very easy-going guy, I must admit.  Art was not so.  But I guess I also just have some strategies well-practiced now, too.  I was thinking about it today.  Take, for instance, the diaper bag.  Packing it is a snap.  I always bring two diapers, a cover, a bag to put the dirty diaper in, my wallet, milk for Art, milk for Lewis and some snacks.  Done.  Cleaning up from Lewis's lunch; Wipe off baby, wipe off chair, bring in place mat with dirty plate and cup, wipe off table, sweep up food off floor.  DONE!  Takes me all of two minutes.  Putting Lewis down for a nap?  CLean diaper on, two gackoos in hand and lay him in bed.  DONE!  DONE!  Of course it still takes me at least two days to put away a load of laundry (one in the basket, waiting, one on the bed, waiting, and perhaps one night back in the basket so I could sleep before putting it away the next day.)  And I still HATE emptying the dishwasher or taking out the garbage, but things are pretty good.  
I miss you, Ben and Art.  I'm so glad I'll be seeing you soon.  If I had my way it would be tomorrow, but since it's not tomorrow I hope you guys keep having a good time in Florida.
love – Jess

florida day 2

Since Jessica isn’t here I’ve noticed my posting has become more prolific, in part cause I know how much she digs seeing what we’re up to. Today was sorta fun, but also a bummer at times cause art stubbed his toe, twice. One on each big toe! And each time is started to bleed and it upset him quite a bit. I realized that he’s grown up in Minnesota where he always wears shoes or socks, and to suddenly be barefoot is something new and unpracticed for him. I wasn’t there when he stubbed his first two, but the second toe was injured on a flat sidewalk–nothing to bump into. I think he was just being silly and sorta dragging his foot. Anyway, we strolled down to a surf shop and I bought him some watery-type shoes he will wear ALL THE TIME now. And he got a train that he’s had fun playing with and wants to show Mama when we get back.

Between his toe-stubbings he had a fun time playing in the ocean. “I didn’t know that water was salty, Papa” he said after I suggested he taste it. i remember when Jessica first went to the ocean (in her mid-20’s!) and was so surprised the water was salty. I’ll always remember the scrunched up face she made.


Art ate a terrific amount of watermelon today.


The condo we’re staying in is pretty fancy, and Art and I are sleeping in a huge king size and super squishy bed. He’s seen here taking a nap.


He insisted on seeing the ocean while he ate cereal this morning.


if you look closely you can see me out in the water carrying a boogie board. My mom watched Art while I went out to ride some waves. they were quite big and I went out real far to what I thought was a sand bar (it wasn’t and was over my head). There were a number of surfers out there, too. I felt pretty wimpy, a pasty white Minnesotan with a broken boogie board. When I used to live in Arkansas I was never so pasty white. I think Minnesota drains all pigment from one’s skin. People need sunglasses just to look at me. They make mayonnaise tanner than me. I’m like vanilla ice cream but human shaped and not as cold.

In Florida


Arthur and I flew down to Florida today for a week-long visit with Nanna in New Symyrna Beach, Florida (my grandparents rent a condo here for a month but don’t stay the entire time, so here we are). Jessica and Lew were planning to come, but stayed back to spend time with visiting family and her cousin Nora. They will be sorely missed.


Art was enthralled with the ocean. He was fascinated with the waves, the sand, the wind. Tomorrow I think we’ll be down by the water all day long. it’s his first time at the ocean where he’s actually aware of it and I’m really looking forward to just playing with him here.