I have had the great pleasure over the years of dressing my children in the beautiful hand-knit creations of Grandma Dent, Claudia's mother. We've got sweaters and booties for every size and occasion, and we have used them with love for each child. It's fun to see the looks on people's faces when I say "yes, it is handmade - 30 years ago, for my husband when he was a baby!" I don't know what's more surprising - that people still know how to knit beautiful things, or that the items have lasted this long and are still going!
Yesterday, we got a sweet little box in the mail from Salt Lake City, and inside were two new pairs of booties, knit just for Iris. They fit perfectly, Grandma, and these little white ones with pink flowers look like they were made to match this outfit, do they not?
Thank you, thank you, thank you!
So, I had some free time this morning (not really, but whatever) and I thought I'd get some nice photos of Iris.
I emptied out a nice big basket, filled it with blankets:
found the best light in the house:
got out the fancy extra flash on the camera, nursed her 6 or 8 or 10 times, put her in a plain prefold with pins and all, the better to appear picturesque and old-fashioned:
this is all I get. Dozens of purple-faced, so-mad-she-pooped baby Iris photos.
So we scrapped that idea, cleaned up our mess (or started to, at least), and went about our day.
Guess she's just camera shy!
Just a little mishmash from my life this week...
Looking for Christmas gifts for the kiddos in your life this year? If they don't already have some, playsilks should be on your list. My kids just love these things. We've had them for years and they've been used as everything you could possibly imagine. And they take up absolutely no space in the toybox, which is really great for those of you whose square-footage-per-person ratio is ever-diminishing. Used here as a pirate headcovering: yarrrrr!
Well, it's still almost 90 degrees here in the afternoons, but I like to manifest my own reality so my kids are wearing festive Halloween clothes, weather or no.
Kindly note the "spiderwebs" gracing our front column - Devlin is hardcore into holiday decorations this year, so I figured we could spring for $1.99 at Walgreen's to compete with our neighbors across the street, who look like they should be charging admission to ring their doorbell.
(Interesting note: the spiderwebs are apparently fully functional because there are an alarming number of bumblebee carcasses stuck in them already. Who knew?)
And there's no photo, but tonight I cooked a real meal, from scratch, in the oven, for the first time since Iris hit the scene here. She's 5 weeks old today, for anyone keeping track. It went pretty well, all things considered, but I'll be more than happy to eat leftovers for the next 2 days in any event.
Look for lots of fun, fabulous photos coming in the next few days, because my sister is coming into town tomorrow night and we fully intend to party like rock stars all weekend. You won't want to miss it!
"To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven" - Ecclesiastes 3:1
"Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it" - Anne Shirley
" 'How did it go so fast?' we'll say as we are looking back. And then we'll understand - we held gold dust in our hands" - Tori Amos
Seems like an inordinate amount of my blog titles are shamelessly lifted from Beatles songs. Hmmm. I am not sure what this says about me. I'll come back to it in a few months, when I'm getting more than 2 hours of consecutive sleep.
In any case, it's been a week or so, and I have some rowdy cross-country family members who are banging down my door for new Cute Baby Photos. I aim to please! Here's what I've done today (just a sampling - I left out all the loads of barfed on, poo'd on, and otherwise biohazardous laundry, among other unsavory things):
- gave Devlin a haircut, and very nearly made him late to school in the process. It was a jungle up there! His stitches are still in place but they're healing very nicely.
- (hopefully!) largely completed Dev's Halloween costume. He is going to be Wall-E, and I - Queen of All Things Quaint and Domestic - am making his costume. Making it. He's got a costume themed birthday party on Saturday, so I will begrudgingly have it finished an entire week before Halloween, in an attempt on the standing world record.
- assisted Iris in gaining what appears to be at least three pounds today alone. I don't think I am allowed to specify, but just in case: I would like this 3 pounds to come directly off my jiggly midsection, posthaste. Thank you.
- and, in the interest of full disclosure - lest anyone ascribe to me more parenting skills than I can actually claim - I also put Eve down for a nap, closed her bedroom door (which she is unable to open without assistance), and did not hear her calling me when she woke up. When I did hear her, I opened the door to her sweet little blonde head hung in the corner, shoulders shaking with tears. She needed to go potty, couldn't get out of her room, and her Epically Neglectful Mother did not respond to her cries, so she had pooped in her pants. She was devastated. I was devastated.
But she got over it, as children will do, and her stinky pants will have plenty of company in the laundry room.
I don't trust his hair to stay combed until picture time, I don't trust the Highly Qualified School Photographer to capture the moment appropriately, and I don't trust him not to stick his tongue out at the last second. So I took some photos myself, just in case:
Little Miss Understood here wanted a turn too, of course:
And happy 2-week birthday to cheeky baby Iris! I just put her on the floor for the photo shoot - I do not normally put her down for naps in the middle of my living room:
Just a couple of photos. You know, because I can.
Baby Iris riding in her wrap. Yes, hers - this particular wrap is actually named "Iris". I realize this puts me dangerously far into heavy niche geek territory, and that only me and about 5 other people would ever get this reference without my pointing it out. Which is why I'm doing it! You can thank me later.
Really? Joe Biden vs. Sarah Palin? Fascinating.
"Some have great stories, pretty stories that take place at lakes with boats and friends and noodle salad. Just no one in this car. But, a lot of people, that's their story: good times, noodle salad."
If you can name the movie, I'll give you a banana bar! But you might have to come over and get it, because I'm still not running a lot of errands yet. David, you're not eligible for the prize. Plus, I think you already had one.
I just feel so happy and blessed tonight. It was my first bedtime with all three kids by myself, since David is currently getting his mind blown in Philosophy 101 on Wednesday evenings. It was great! Iris slept all through the big kids' bedtime, and we read a whole pile of books and sang extra songs and everyone got to wear their new jammies (well, except me - I am, however, wearing pants AND a shirt at the same time and that's actually rather noteworthy in its own way). We've had a very busy day, with so much to be thankful for:
1. Costco, for carrying reasonably priced jammies featuring both outer space and pigs, making it utterly impossible for me to not buy them.
2. Granny and Grandpa, for hosting yet another sleepover at their house last night and takinng such good care of my kids.
3. Devlin, for being so brave at his first ER adventure (3 stitches front and center on his poor little head - you can't even see them in all his hair!)
4. Nana, for hearing a little boy mention a little thing that was important to him and making it happen (movie quote contest winner, you can also thank my mom for your banana bar if you wish).
5. Eve, for taking a 3 hour nap this afternoon and generally being such a juicy, giggly ball of sunshine.
6. Selia Bingham, for the California Pizza Kitchen gift card - we used it to take Devlin out to lunch after his stitches.
7. Gilbert Hospital ER, for Lamby the beanie baby and the red popsicle - these things make all the difference when you're 5 years old.
8. Iris, for learning to nurse well enough that I was able to go to the ER with Devlin on a moment's notice and not worry about how I was going to feed you while I was there. I think we've turned the corner!
9. David, for saying yes to another baby. I really, really like this one.