I was in such a hurry to get the MV pics up, I forgot all about the notes I'd scribbled from the trip.
On our way to the Fair, Sam and J. had a lengthy conversation about how afterward we would go to the Unfair. Where, you know, all manner of sucky things would happen. e.g.: "They have all your favorite things to eat, and you can't have any of them." "There are a lot of great rides, but they're all broken." Sam loves absurdity.
One day, Sam was dawdling as usual over his socks. He doesn't like putting on socks, because they get stuck halfway and he gets frustrated. He asked for help. (J. gave him strategies but kept trying to get him to do it himself.) "You do it, Dad."
"You're going to need to learn to put on socks, Sam."
"Why?"
"You're going to have feet, hopefully, for the rest of your life. We can't put on your socks for you when you're a grownup."
"When I'm a grownup, I'm not going to wear socks. I'm going to live in the rainforest, remember? There's warm steamy air there, I won't need socks."
[Sam has for some time been saying that he will live in the rainforest and collect animals when he is a grownup.]
Sam one day at breakfast, a propos nothing: "What's a theory?"
When we're getting ready to go out, Frida has started bringing us our shoes. She's pretty good at bringing the appropriate shoes to each of us.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
MV, part 2
Thursday we did our favorite hike. There were a LOT of caterpillars (all over, including on the hike), and Sam pointed out Every Single One.
We hung out for a bit by the brook, with Bean asleep in the ergo.
Back at the house. When the sun hit the skylight just right, it made this lovely patch on the rug:
(See FB for pics of me reading w/Bean in the same spot.)
In the early evening we went to the beach for a bit. There was a breeze, but the sand was warm. J. went for a bike ride while I hung out with the kids, listening to the surf.
Cool sunset:
Sam grew these enormous feet:
Friday we spent much of the day at another beach, with a warm shallow lake on one side and the ocean on the other side of some sand dunes. Frida briefly modeled this ridiculously cute cover-up (it was *very* cheap on clearance online... which is good because she has worn it for about 20 minutes ever, and here is the evidence).
Then it was too cold, especially after she and I went in the lake for a bit, so she suited up and played in the sand while Sam played endlessly in the water.
We went to Menemsha for more scrumptious take-out seafood (eaten behind the store on lobster traps and crates), and then the sunset. It was crowded, but beautiful, and it was one of the things on the list of MV must-dos that we hadn't ever done. Check.
We got home late the next evening, after loading up the car and chatting with the nice retired kindergarten teacher who owns the house, browsing through a flea market, and going mini golfing.
It was a nice, relaxing week, and while we didn't get to spend as much time outdoors as we would have liked, we had fun. We saw (and waved out our car window at) the presidential motorcade twice, and were reminded of how nice it is to be able to go places spontaneously and more-or-less alone. Sheesh. Also, we're glad we aren't there *this* weekend.
And then September started with a bang. J's going on 6 different trips (some combined into two) this month; Bean just started daycare; I'm applying for jobs. Yeeeeehaw.
We hung out for a bit by the brook, with Bean asleep in the ergo.
Back at the house. When the sun hit the skylight just right, it made this lovely patch on the rug:
(See FB for pics of me reading w/Bean in the same spot.)
In the early evening we went to the beach for a bit. There was a breeze, but the sand was warm. J. went for a bike ride while I hung out with the kids, listening to the surf.
Cool sunset:
Sam grew these enormous feet:
Friday we spent much of the day at another beach, with a warm shallow lake on one side and the ocean on the other side of some sand dunes. Frida briefly modeled this ridiculously cute cover-up (it was *very* cheap on clearance online... which is good because she has worn it for about 20 minutes ever, and here is the evidence).
Then it was too cold, especially after she and I went in the lake for a bit, so she suited up and played in the sand while Sam played endlessly in the water.
We went to Menemsha for more scrumptious take-out seafood (eaten behind the store on lobster traps and crates), and then the sunset. It was crowded, but beautiful, and it was one of the things on the list of MV must-dos that we hadn't ever done. Check.
We got home late the next evening, after loading up the car and chatting with the nice retired kindergarten teacher who owns the house, browsing through a flea market, and going mini golfing.
It was a nice, relaxing week, and while we didn't get to spend as much time outdoors as we would have liked, we had fun. We saw (and waved out our car window at) the presidential motorcade twice, and were reminded of how nice it is to be able to go places spontaneously and more-or-less alone. Sheesh. Also, we're glad we aren't there *this* weekend.
And then September started with a bang. J's going on 6 different trips (some combined into two) this month; Bean just started daycare; I'm applying for jobs. Yeeeeehaw.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
vacation!
With no work and no internet to distract us for a whole week, we took a lot of photos on Martha's Vineyard. Here are some highlights. No pics of adults, per blog tradition, though we may post a few somewhere else; email me if you want to see.
We got there on Saturday evening, and promptly went to our favorite outdoor-seating-only seafood place for fried clams and fried-fish sandwiches. Yum. This year's rental was much nicer and cleaner than the place we stayed the last couple of times we went, which proved especially nice given that we spent much of the next three days indoors due to rain. Sunday morning, though, we went out in drizzle to catch the last day of the Agricultural Fair. There were rides:
There was barbecue and watermelon and all manner of other fair food. Frida does surprisingly well biting off just the right size of bites with her 3.5 teeth:
There was a climbing tower:
Plus a sheep shearing demonstration, a horse-and-cart race, and numerous other fair-ish delights.
Later that week we bought the best granola ever:
And explored a nice little library with a great kids' section and a couple of bookstores to shore up our indoor-amusement options. Frida suddenly discovered the joys of being read to, especially lift-the-flap books, and brought us the same two over and over and over (in addition to, less frequently, non flappy books), lifting flaps so enthusiastically that some tape repairs were necessary by the time we got home. She also had a great time with the kitchen cabinet:
Pasta with pork, corn, tomatoes, and zucchini is YUMMY!
I love Sam's stripy pajamas. I love Sam in stripy pajamas:
On Wednesday it cleared up enough that we went to the Arboretum. Here's Frida in a onesie I applique'd (to cover up the "made in Hawaii" iron-on design that Grandma made when Sam was born! it felt weird to put it on Frida with that on it, so I used some leftovers from the oneside-decorating party we had for Aunt Sara and Uncle Dan before Ezra was born):
Frida fell asleep on J., who was feeling sleepy himself, so after walking around for a while they hung out in the gift shop while Sam and I ran around for a bit getting rid of some built-up cabin fever. He didn't want to be photographed standing still:
That afternoon the skies finally cleared! We went for our first family-of-four bike ride. Here's Frida in her ridiculously huge helmet (it fits her on the inside, though after about an hour it's clear she's tired of holding her head up):
She *loved* riding on the front of Daddy's bike in the WeeRide and squealed with joy on the downhills. And with her in front, and Sam on the trailer-bike in back, J. was slowed down enough that I could just about keep up.
That night we went to Family Disco Night at Flatbread Pizza/Nectar's Club.
Y-M-C-A!
[Second half of the week in a separate post.]
We got there on Saturday evening, and promptly went to our favorite outdoor-seating-only seafood place for fried clams and fried-fish sandwiches. Yum. This year's rental was much nicer and cleaner than the place we stayed the last couple of times we went, which proved especially nice given that we spent much of the next three days indoors due to rain. Sunday morning, though, we went out in drizzle to catch the last day of the Agricultural Fair. There were rides:
There was barbecue and watermelon and all manner of other fair food. Frida does surprisingly well biting off just the right size of bites with her 3.5 teeth:
There was a climbing tower:
Plus a sheep shearing demonstration, a horse-and-cart race, and numerous other fair-ish delights.
Later that week we bought the best granola ever:
And explored a nice little library with a great kids' section and a couple of bookstores to shore up our indoor-amusement options. Frida suddenly discovered the joys of being read to, especially lift-the-flap books, and brought us the same two over and over and over (in addition to, less frequently, non flappy books), lifting flaps so enthusiastically that some tape repairs were necessary by the time we got home. She also had a great time with the kitchen cabinet:
Pasta with pork, corn, tomatoes, and zucchini is YUMMY!
I love Sam's stripy pajamas. I love Sam in stripy pajamas:
On Wednesday it cleared up enough that we went to the Arboretum. Here's Frida in a onesie I applique'd (to cover up the "made in Hawaii" iron-on design that Grandma made when Sam was born! it felt weird to put it on Frida with that on it, so I used some leftovers from the oneside-decorating party we had for Aunt Sara and Uncle Dan before Ezra was born):
Frida fell asleep on J., who was feeling sleepy himself, so after walking around for a while they hung out in the gift shop while Sam and I ran around for a bit getting rid of some built-up cabin fever. He didn't want to be photographed standing still:
That afternoon the skies finally cleared! We went for our first family-of-four bike ride. Here's Frida in her ridiculously huge helmet (it fits her on the inside, though after about an hour it's clear she's tired of holding her head up):
She *loved* riding on the front of Daddy's bike in the WeeRide and squealed with joy on the downhills. And with her in front, and Sam on the trailer-bike in back, J. was slowed down enough that I could just about keep up.
That night we went to Family Disco Night at Flatbread Pizza/Nectar's Club.
Y-M-C-A!
[Second half of the week in a separate post.]
coupla pics
A few pics, before the big vacation post(s; might have to be two, because there are a lot of nice pictures to share from MV):
Frida got a set of bongos from Omi and Opa for her birthday. They are a hit, no pun intended:
She also likes to sit on them:
(See her toy phone in the background-- on the far right of the top picture? that was one of her gifts from Grandma and Grandpa. She likes to put the wrist strap around her arm and walk around the house with it, often with a dishtowel or piece of laundry (or recently, my bathing suit bottoms, retrieved from the beach bag) draped artfully around her shoulders. For hours.)
Sam got a new soccer ball. Bean likes it.
She also likes to sit on it:
Frida got a set of bongos from Omi and Opa for her birthday. They are a hit, no pun intended:
She also likes to sit on them:
(See her toy phone in the background-- on the far right of the top picture? that was one of her gifts from Grandma and Grandpa. She likes to put the wrist strap around her arm and walk around the house with it, often with a dishtowel or piece of laundry (or recently, my bathing suit bottoms, retrieved from the beach bag) draped artfully around her shoulders. For hours.)
Sam got a new soccer ball. Bean likes it.
She also likes to sit on it:
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