Inventive Artist

Today I had a devastating "first":

I changed Mister Bug's diaper, then took him to the playloft (our baby-proofed safezone). I then changed Lady Bug's diaper, and returned with her to the playloft...to find him drawing/squealing...in...a...pile...of...poo..(did I not just change that baby, or one who looks exactly like him)?!

Surprise and bewilderment hit me just before the instinct to pull him out of his mess [and glee]. As I turned to grab the wipes, luckily only a step away, I returned to see him pounce back to the pile, and look up with a brown, chunky mouth, a huge smile and busy hands. No diaper off, just blown out and up his side.

Fourteen months = incredibly quick + bright + funny + easily delighted + [active bowels].

The good news is that he apparently doesn't like the taste. Unfortunately, and fortunately, no pictures to post.

Intimate Forest

Lady Bug meet ladybug

Nature's marvel

Forest Exploring

There was no better way for us to celebrate Utah's 24th of July
than to go to the forest for reprieve.

Mister and Lady Bug met their first pine cones.
There was mutual glee and wonder.

He spotted wild raspberries.
She was a proud wife.
Babies were ecstatic for berries (as usual).

Forest picnics taste better.

I'm an earthquake survivor.

I think I just experienced a mild, {teeny, tiny} shifting of the earth.

Here's why: I heard something fall outside my window. Two pictures just fell off the wall. Something else crashes at my neighbors. The rooster is set off.

How does one look into such matters, I wonder?

In any case, "incidences" of Nature are drawn to me. It is, indeed, a verifiable fact.

Pool Party

He and She continue to discover strategies to beat the intense summer heat.

Apparently, this is a favorable backyard solution: pool party!

beat it up

[Edit: video added]

Mister and Lady Bug love the "frog" noisemaker we picked up in Portugal. It takes both She and He a fair bit of concentration to operate it, so the surprise was on us when Mister Bug picked it right up.

And he can whirl it in rhythm.

First PBJ

Innocent Affection

Mrs. Adams' son Charlie is kind and gentle and 1/2 year older than our little ones.

And he took a fancy to her. This is how it played out ...

[Edit: video added]

The Adams Family (cue music)

We have guests!

What a delight. A dear friend from college, the beautiful Mrs. Adams (and her two sons), made a stopover on her journey from the Middle East (current home) to Detroit, MI (hometown). It was a delightful weekend -- and over far too quickly.

In the words of Rita Mae Brown: "The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four Americans is suffering from some form of mental illness. Think of your three best friends. If they're okay, then it's you.”

I'm so glad to have such a best friend that not only assures me we are both sane, but that enjoys getting a little crazy, in a "best-girl-friend" sort of way!