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Sunday, 31 May 2009

Random pictures taken at Owen's school throughout the school year.
Thank you Meeno!
http://meenophoto.com/

Tuesday, 26 May 2009

Memorial Day Weekend, 2009

Owen, 4 years old; Zoe, 2 years 7 months; Noah, 7 months

Monday, 18 May 2009

Good Lord... two and a half months?! Inexcusable!

Noah: smiling, grabbing, two teeth, rolling, pushing up on his arms, pulling his knees underneath, drooling, bouncing, giggling, SO HAPPY, not sleeping through the night yet, almost 7 months old, wearing 9-12m size, growing thick blond hair, sky blue eyes.

Zoe: I CAN DO IT, likes to pour her own milk, loves soccer, loves pretty dance dresses, plays in mommy's makeup, climbs trees, paints everything but the paper, especially paints herself, enjoys pickles, wearing underwear instead of diapers (yay!), elmo fanatic, knows her letters and numbers, likes to read, spaghetti for breakfast.

Owen: loves all things robots, loves to cook, thoughtful, kind, independent, machines, trucks, ROBOTS, otto the cat, cat and lion pillow, no diapers!, loves school, best buddies, bikes, Curious George, Wall-E, holding hands with Noah, loves riding the tricycles at school, art at the dining room table.

Pictures? Coming. Very soon.

Thursday, 26 February 2009

Noah had his four month doctor appointment today. Four months! Already! Zoe went in as well for her 2 year checkup, only four months late. See a correlation here? Noah is 16 1/2 pounds, which means I was wrong because I could swear he feels like at least 18 pounds. He smiled the whole time- he's such a smiley boy. He is also busy grabbing his feet and working on rolling over. He's really getting into that "fun" baby zone. I remember taking a million pictures of Owen at this stage, when life was slow and I could dote over him. I dote over Noah, but it's interrupted with demands for cups of juice and questions about robots and if we can make them.

Today, Owen asked me to sit next to him while we each ate an apple. I crawled down to the floor and settled in with my fruit, and he asked me "So Mommy, how are you? What did you do today?" It was so very grown up of him, and I really enjoyed our conversation. He told me about how he wants to go on the train with his friends and that means NOT a bus, but a train. "Of course! Trains are way cooler than buses!" I tell him. He wholeheartedly agrees.

Zoe. Oh, what a sweet little girl. She's full of spunk and love, and when she bestows all her attention on you, you're done. Toast. She's mesmerizing. Yeah, I'm the Mommy, so my opinion may be biased. But you go ahead and spend some time with her, and try not to fall for her. And she calls "spaghetti" "suspetti". How cute is that?

Monday, 19 January 2009

Another beautiful weekend.

Early Saturday morning I had a photo shoot at Fern Dell in Griffith Park. What a lovely spot full of (you guessed it) ferns, and a babbling brook, and overgrown stone retaining walls. A verdant oasis in the city and a perfect backdrop for a portrait session. This is something I really love about living in Los Angeles. You can go outside at just about any time of year and find a really stunning natural place to spend your time. Drive 30 minutes in one direction and you're at the beach, an hour the opposite direction and you're in the mountains playing in the snow. Granted, there's smog and freeways and earthquakes, but in many ways it's all worth it.

After the photo shoot, I went back home, picked up Zoe, and took her to her ballet class. While most of the little girls (ages 2-4) are tiptoeing around the dance floor, Zoe is rolling from one end to the other. "That's right Zoe, some bubbles roll on the floor instead of floating in the air!" Her teacher is a dear. Then a little shopping for Craig to get his wardrobe updated for his new job. Sunday we took the kids to Fern Dell because I knew they'd absolutely love exploring the trail. We gathered items to make a nature collage at home and ate grapes and strawberries, and played on the quaint playground adjacent to the trail. Noah mostly slept in the carrier I wore. Owen "really really really" wanted ice cream, so after a couple of hours, we headed back home so I could drop off Craig, Noah and Zoe. Owen and I went out for ice cream. I discovered that his favorite flavor is chocolate peanut butter. That's my boy.