Saturday, December 31, 2011
I saw it run under our big wooden sliding door that separates the front hall from the living room. It's always open, so of course a mouse would think it's a good hiding spot. In the morning I looked under the door and pulled out the little paper it had used to make a nest.
At first I used the long tail of one of A's dinosaurs to hook out the paper, but John thought that was gross, since A puts the dinos in his mouth, etc. Yuck, right. So I washed off Allosaurus and gave it back to A.
Now what? Will the mouse move on now that the nest is gone? The house is a hundred years old so we have a lot of nooks and crannies. Will we have to get a cat? I can't imagine another animal in this house. Maybe we can train Queets and Skeena to mouse hunt. They already know how to point birds, so mice should be easy, right?
Friday, December 30, 2011
Clearly, he doesn't mind. He's dry and cozy (the BOB is a life-saver. I love this thing)
When we got home I wheeled the warm sleeping boy into the mudroom. In the shower (hot, hot) I tried to put into words why I run. With the boy still snoozing away, here's a shot at it.
I run because I need it both mentally and physically
I run to move, because it's fun to move
I run to remember who I am - me - in addition to wife/mom/daughter/sister/friend/co-worker/etc
I run so I can think
I run to feel grateful for my healthy body
I run because it centers me and after a run I can accomplish anything
I run to feel strong
I run to set my mind free
I run because nothing gives me that sense of freedom, except maybe being on a river
I run for the endorphins
I run because running makes me more creative
I run because my mom runs
I run so I won't get cranky
I run so I can eat spoonfuls of caramel sauce right out of the jar and enjoy it
I run because after natural childbirth this is a piece of cake
I run because sometimes that 30 mins is my only me-time in the entire day
I run because I need fresh air and have always hated gyms
I run to get outside
I run because I love the early morning feeling of the day just beginning
I run because I like hearing the sound of my breath and my footsteps on the sidewalk
And I just love the way it makes me feel.
Thursday, December 29, 2011
At the pond, A. was smacking the water with a stick. Then he paused, looked at me and smiled and said, "I papa!" Then he started carefully poking the water fishing for steelhead.
He caught two. We decided to take them home and grill them for dinner.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
When I asked him what he was doing he said he was drinking the rain. That he wanted some water.
Poor neglected child- I told him just ask mommy and she will get you a glass of water. And I did, and then we set out to run the loop through Woodstock.
When we got back from our run we got a jar and set it outside.
So we can finally have a proper glass of rainwater to drink.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
And then we walked around looking at Christmas lights, and on the way home A picked "flowers" for mama.
Sunday, December 25, 2011
It is hard for local businesses to stay afloat and Amazon has been such a jerk about it. But shopping local is a treat in Portland and we are loving our Christmas goodies from neighborhood shops (and friends) like--
Ham from the Woodsman market
Helioterra wine from favorite neighbor Anne
Dinos and lincoln logs and earrings (thanks sweetie!) from Division's Aster and Bee
More dinos from Hawthorne's Kids at Heart
Chocolate from Moonstruck
Bike stuff from Universal Cycles
Books from Powells
And, uh, Anthropologie. Not local, but Mrs. Santa couldn't pass up these latte bowls.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Friday, December 23, 2011
On Papa's lap...
(Mama got a little teary during the transformation. We saved some baby curls in an envelope. Auggie Bear did great, although he did get a little fidgety and repeated, "it's frustrating." A dino book was a good distraction)
And now, a toy
(a dino, of course)