day threefiftytwo - happenings

Not much to report here. Still getting my fifth tooth. Waiting out this recent bout of cold weather so that I can get into my Spring clothes, and hopefully get a little bit of tan before my birthday party in two weeks.

Got to go to the bigger kids' nursery at church today. I handled it pretty well. I did drink out of someone else's bottle though. Breast milk, formula, cow milk, goat milk? I have no idea. It was good though.

Pictures:

They talk about in that book Green Eggs and Ham as if green eggs are some magical thing that don't really exist. Well, check that egg on the middle of the left row there. May be hard to tell on your computer, but that egg is as green as . . . as . . . well, trust me, it's light green.

These are from the organic farm we've just found out about. We get a dozen a week, and there is always one green one.





I'm starting to take a little more responsibility for feeding myself.

day threefortyfour

We just got back last night from a trip to Asheville, NC. Mom's birthday was Wednesday, so they celebrated by sharing a hotel room with me, and by visiting a town with a bunch of dirty hippies. Albeit, dirty hippies who run a lot of good restaurants and music clubs. I got to go to a few cool toy stores. I also got to eat my first continental breakfast, which consisted of Cheerios, oatmeal, and bananas. I guess continental breakfast means the hotel does research to find out what you eat every other day and then they get that for you when you come.

We didn't take many pictures. Mom and dad get self-conscious about being 'touristy' in a town where there are lots of tourists. But we took some the other day in Atlanta, whilst waiting for a dinner date with Uncle Rick and Aunt Amy. Enjoy.

day threethirtysix - March Mad-ness

Yes, the ACC tournament this weekend. And there is now a bracket at dad's law school for the remaining 64 people in the moot court competition. (There are even pools for this - NERDS!) But the Mad-ness that I am talking about is Madeleine Mei Hays. She was born on Tuesday, but judging from her looks, she is about 3 months old. It's not that she's huge; it's that she looks like such a mature baby. She'll probably start rolling over next week. Cheerios will come the next week. She'll undoubtedly be eating lamb by Easter.

day threethirty - LawnBoy

You'd think that a kid who has known how to sit up for more than, oh, five months, would have experience sitting in the yard. You'd be wrong. There are a lot of hazards in the backyard. We have two pecan trees. It's too late for one to fall on me (a nut, not a tree), but I could put one in my mouth (a nut, not a tree). The backyard is sort of a buffet of things that I can put in my mouth - sticks, rocks, grass, bark, pecan shells, worms, dirt, bottle caps, charcoal, and so on. Just from this little inaugural trip to my back yard, mom and dad found two leaves in my mouth. After I had been inside for several minutes. No kidding.
But judging from the pictures, I clearly had a good time. But now it's nap time.