30 November 2009
29 November 2009
27 November 2009
can you see the little relic handprint on the oven door? tonight i caught a glimpse of it as i passed by and it gave me butterflies. sometimes it descends on me that i have a little boy with little hands and that he's mine!
p.s. his little down jacket hanging on a hook does the same thing to my belly: all flutters and butterflies.
25 November 2009
23 November 2009
22 November 2009
i am not liking hats very much right now, but this one is pretty cool.
i love the color and the wool is nice and soft.
i wore it for a bit while i played this morning.
but thanks for the hat, i really do like it.
and i like you too. see you soon!
my mom forgot to show you that i was wearing your hat when i stood up for a really long time today. like forever, really. sheesh. what was she thinking? this is by far the best shot she took of me. well, anyway, i just wanted you to see me standing up with no hands. and your hat again. i love you, your nephew huckleberry.
16 November 2009
15 November 2009
12 November 2009
06 November 2009
someone who looked an awful lot like uncle tj slipped huckleberry a bone after our southern pork ribs dinner tonight. a bone!
this to a kid who has only had breast milk and things like (organic) bananas, avocados, apple sauce, mashed sweet potatoes, and an occasional handful of cheerios thus far. sheesh.
but before i could bellyache about him being too young or possibly choking or being a vegetarian (not really, but it may have helped me put the skids on), huck was deep into it. he was sucking and slurping and gnashing and gnawing that bone to pieces. like a pro, really. and so instead of yanking it out of his heretofore unsullied hands, i gave in, thinking that my dad would beam at his grandson masticating a bone with such fervor.
so here you go, pop-pop, this one's for you: