Tiny Post

Not an extensive holiday photo post, I know.

A very difficult puzzle. Although it doesn't look it.

Waiting for the Orange Line.

Priorities

"Mommy, we love ourselves. We love each other. And that's our coffee."

Fashion Cayden Strikes Again

"Mommy, I want those pants. The camo pants. (picks desert-camoflogue pants up out of laundry). But I don't see the camels though. Mommy do you see the camels?"

Sprayberries and Swine Flu

Cayden came down with a nasty fever 102/ 103F on Friday, and pretty much didn't leave our side for 14 hours. The next morning we settled him onto the couch with some Thomas movies and he stayed there, dozing in and out of consciousness for the whole day on Saturday. We managed to keep him hydrated and by Sunday morning his fever broke. I don't think it was actually swine flu, because that seems to be much more virulent, but Ty and I were worried enough about it on Friday night to bring him into our bed and exile ourselves to a fitful night. Sounds like a stressful weekend, but it turns out that when our whiney two year old is in a fever delirium, he becomes a delightful, charming, and snuggly little boy. Happily/ sadly he is back to whining and crying for such dire offenses as offering to make him breakfast, so I think the flu-danger has passed.

Hi Res Berry

It seems that in every photo I have of my kid lately he's wearing his Lightning McQueen jacket. Grandpa Spray and Grandma Ellen have a knack for clothing that he loves to death.

Fashion Cayden

I think Nascar jackets and too short sweater pants could take off...

Scariest Vegetable Ever

One of the joys of belonging to a CSA is trying to figure out what to do with mystery vegetables. Exhibit A: the celeriac root.

We're Steam Trains

I snuck up on Tons O'Fun yesterday and filmed some pretty exciting train action.

Working with Cayden in my lap

J (reading aloud while typing): all information in the nervous system
C: nervous system
J: is made available through transduction
C: transduction
C: I said transduction. I'm goood at saying transduction
C: Now can we look at cars mommy kitty?

Overheard from the Kitchen: episode 2

C (in living room playing): God Dammit! god dammit, god dammit.
C (comes into kitchen and looks at me): Um, yeah (I kid you not, he said, "Ummm, yeah"). I dropped something on my foot and said god dammit.
J: Do you want boo-boo kitty?
C: Um, yeah.

Overheard While Making Breakfast

Thomas the Train (via C): Emily, should we be rascally?
Emily the Train (via C): Why should be be rascally?
Thomas: Because it's fun!
Emily: Okay
C: Whoah! Thomas and Emily are being rascally!!!
Thomas and Emily (presumably being danced around the couch): rascal, rascal, rascal, rascal, rascal...

Raising Children with Tyson

J: Cayden, why are you upset?
C (whining/ upset): Daddy is going to sit on me.
J: Honey, when Daddy says things like that he is teasing. Daddy is not really going to sit on you.
C (escalating into a loud whine): Yes he iiiiisssss!
J (walks into kitchen): Ty, he thinks you are actually going to sit on him
T: That is awesome.

Surrender

I've watched Toku move kitty beds two times this afternoon. Apparently he has given up and is letting Alia sleep on his face.

The Big Phat Spider

Apparently he's learned how to sing "Itsy Bitsy Spider" at school. Who knew?

Fire Trucks

Last weekend we tripped up to Yale to see some good friends who were in New Haven for the weekend. Cayden got to see his pal Ian and we took them to a fire station for the afternoon activity. A great time was had by all.



Bonus Extra video of Cayden driving the Fire Truck in question.

So Cute and So Stinky

For the second morning in a row, I was woken at 5:20 a.m. by a softly whispered, "Mommy? Can I come in?". This is shortly followed by Cayden, complete with bedtime paraphernalia, snuggling up to me and removing all the body heat I worked so hard to generate. This morning he told me, "I have my lobster AND Mr. Chocolate". After tucking the sundry visitors into the covers and snuggling up to my dozing little boy I thought to myself, "This is awesome, but it really is time to wash that bear".

Changing of the Guard

J: Do you want Mr. Chocolate for bedtime?
C: No, just my nighttime lobster
J: Okay, hop in bed
C: hops in bed, lays down, then frantically pops his head up
C: Mommy! Mommy! I forgot my bedtime penguin! I forgot! I forgot the bedtime penguin!

Will Mr. Chocolate stay permanently relegated to the foot of the bed? Or *gasp* be moved to the closet? Just who will win the snuggle-buddy battle: bedtime-penguin or nighttime-lobster? All these questions and more will be answered in the next episode of Bedtime for Bonzo...

Saying Goodbye to Karl

We took a bonzai trip to Detroit last weekend because our friend Karl died of skin cancer the week before. He was a remarkable man, and it was a heart breaking weekend. But, in the bizarre way of funerals, it was also fun. We got to hug stocky, and experience the loving insanity that is the stockhausen family. Ty spent a while (attempting to) help Stocky get Karl's bike running, which is the cause of the blue cloud in the above photo. We got to cry and laugh and witness. The one good that comes out of these experiences is the renewed perspective shift . Which is my long winded way of telling you, our friends and family, we love you all.

Chocolate on the move

Quote of the Day

C: Mommy I want a different song
J: Do you want some Ella Fitzgerald
C: Yeah
J: launches into "Black Coffee"
C: less than 20 seconds later: Mommy where did the elephant go?