Monthly Archives: June 2014

Adventures in…the simple.

These days our adventures take on a very different form than adventures of yesteryear.  We adventure in nothingness, which is not to say that we’ve ceased adventuring (never!), but it is to say that we adventure in the simplest of ways.

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The backyard.

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The garden.

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The basement, oh goodness, the basement brings such delight. It’s a dungeon. With a washer, a dryer, and lots of homebrew.

The bathtub.

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The evening stroll down the block to meet Dad at his car.

A cup of goldfish.

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A new trick.

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It’s all very simple by nature, yet somehow, through those tiny hazel eyes, the most simple becomes the most grand, the most mundane brings the most delight.

Life takes on new forms as we meander through it, and I have to say that the form in which we sit right now? I like it. A lot. I still yearn for big adventures beyond the everyday trips to the grocery store, sprints across the backyard, wanders around the block.  But those everyday adventures?  While smaller in scale, less likely to induce squeals of delight from mom (though not from James), and seemingly mundane…they are adventures nonetheless. Adventures that shape our days, provoke joy, define dreams.

Adventures in seeing the world through one year old hazel eyes: perhaps these adventures might just be the grandest adventures of all.

 

Father’s Day Ale

Dad’s Day is all about dads, so when I asked C what he wanted to do this weekend, his response was: brew So brew we did. A Father’s Day ale, full of delightful aromas and flavors and fingers crossed it’s a success.  We’ll find out in a few weeks.  It’s beer number eight for Aardal (Home)Brewing Company (we’ll be in business in no time at all). Anyways, in order to accomplish his wishes, we headed to Hopster’s Brew & Boards in hopes of killing two three birds with one stone: buying beer supplies, watching World Cup soccer, and enjoying a pint. Look at these two (my little heart loves this so very much): J and C Our trip a success, we journeyed home to brew the ale, make some spent grain pizza dough, cook a pizza pie, and relax the afternoon away.  Day number one of Father’s Day weekend?  A whopping success (as rated by all).

Two years: the cotton celebration

Two years doesn’t seem like much until you put two and two together (one and one?) and get three of us, two grown-up jobs, one house to call a home, two new cars (RIP Milk Mobile), a whole world of change.

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Two years ago we gathered with our most important people, we bared our souls, and we promised to create a lifetime of adventure together. We laughed, we cried, we celebrated with joy, so very much joy.

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We felt young, carefree, excited for what was to come.

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Little did we know.

Little did we know the life ahead: the precious little boy who would join us not 11 months later (yes, we move quickly, we’re no spring chickens, by god!). The sleepless nights, the worry for a tiny little soul, the desire to give this boy the world. The absolute innocence. The joy. The smile to melt all hearts. The giggle. The happiness.

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Little did we know. We thought we had it all, as we held each other close, scurried all over the world, got lost in adventure. We thought we had it all.

And we did. Sort of. But now? Now we have…more. So much more.

Sure, so much less freedom, so much less time to think selfishly, to run free, be careless.

But so much more joy, so much greater love, so many shared lessons.

It’s true what they say about love growing if you treat it well. Maturing. Transitioning into a different, deeper emotion of understanding, respect, admiration (and goofy grins, always goofy grins).

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So we celebrate a quick two years with a cotton celebration, which seems a bit silly and a bit fitting given that two years…well…we have a lifetime of two years ahead of ourselves if we play our cards right. But cotton is how they say to celebrate, so cotton is how we will…

Here’s to many, many more, my most favorite man. You’re the best one around.

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Month 14

I keep intending to come here more often, and the days keep passing and I keep not.  So it goes.  Here I am!  And here he is, the 14 month old with the most joyous smile, infectious laugh, and sweetest hairdo.  Really, the hair. Little dude rocks it.   IMG_2647Eating: Everything. I can’t even remember the new stuff he tried this month, because it was…everything. Whatever we’re eating, whatever he wants, whatever is not tied down. It’s great – he had some making up to do after being sick for so much of the winter, and we think he’s back on track. The big new food was peanut butter – only twice so far, but he didn’t explode or implode or really do anything notable at all, so I think we’re in the clear. For now.  (Exhale, Mama, exhale)

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Naps: Still two, but not as consistent as they used to be. One short one, one longer (usually) one.  I think we’re on the brink of shrinking to one nap.

Passport stamps: No new ones, but plenty of adventure this month including his first night away from Mom and Dad. He had a sleepover party at Gramma and Grampa’s house while M&D ran away to play for a night. Everyone survived, though it seemed that Dad returned the worst for the wear.  I think we all know why.  Ahem.  Beer.

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Weight: over 21 pounds at the last ear infection check-up. Back on track is right (he’s still a little guy, but not as teeny little as a couple months ago).

Height: Not sure…but growing for sure as his pants are short.  Poor lad.

Teeth: Four on the bottom, four on the top, plus two top molars. Boy has done a lot of teething recently.  Toothy grin.

New tricks: Lots of chatter! No really words (aside from the “Daaaaaah” of “Ta-daaaaaah.” Maybe “this” (dis!)?  Tons of “da da da da DAAAAA” but that has gone on for a while. He found his “m” and now babbles “mamamamamama” from time to time which of course I adore. He also has his “s” down and enjoys “sssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.”  OH, and he gives kisses in English and Spanish.  Sweet boy.

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Signs: Milk, eat, all done, more (sort of – though sometimes it’s just a point at the food he wants more of), lots of shaking his head “no.”

Obsessed with: Pots, pans, spoons, whisks. He slept with a giant wooden spoon the other night. It was cute until he batted his parents with it as he resisted falling asleep.  He carries one with him almost at all times and wants to stir any bowl in sight.  Again, cute until the bowl has something in it.

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So there we have it, 14 months of adventure with the sweetest boy in the world. So much fun, this not-so-tiny-anymore little dude.