clapping and cruising – 40 of 365

clap clap clap

Originally uploaded by Tara’n'Russ

sunny. temperature at 3pm, 40°

Russ looked over at Keegan checking out an alphabet block, and beamed.

- I think this is my favorite age.

-me too

There is just so much discovery, and acomplishments – it’s a pretty sweet time in the life of an infant. Such monumental things gets done, where just days ago, the brain hadn’t flipped the switch yet. Last week Keegan started pulling himself up to a stand, and today, he cruised the length of the couch. He also learned to clap. It’s been a busy day.

not doing it – 39 of 365

clear and breezy, ditched the jacket during the day. temperature at 10:52, 18°

five reseasons i’m not writing. again.

i’m tired.

i’m sick.

i have a kid birthday party hangover.

i haven’t come down from the sugar high from eating robot cake.

keegan is teething again.

where’s the baby? 38 of 365

cold. but not too cold for a treasure hunt.

being three

piping – 37 of 365

snow everywhere but here.

we are in the midst – this very minute – of piping the heck out of a robot cake.  it’s a group effort. it’s intense, and that’s all i can say about that right now.  pictures and stories tomorrow.

five. 36 of 365

grey all day.

five things i learned tonight:

everyone has their own battles

snottiness does not get you respect

everyones is worried about their own demons

dinner made by someone else is always better

oyster crackers are my friend

Duke – 35 of 365

clear.  cold. temperature at 11:25 pm, 22°

It is rumored that when Kennedy beat Nixon in ‘59 that John Wayne said, “I didn’t vote for him, but he’s my president, and I hope he does a good job.” Certainly this is a different attitude than that of todays politicking.

So since I’m feeling a little bit cowboy today -

Scott Brown was seated in the senate this afternoon.  I didn’t vote for him, but he’s my senator, and I hope he does a good job.

seriously.

gratitude – 34 of 365

sunny with snow on the trees. temperature at 10:20 pm 22°

cont.

26. beer. good lord yes.
27. swaddling blankets
28. hoodies
29. moments right before my kids wake up.
30. the moment right after my kids fall asleep
31. local radio dj’s
32.breakfast cooked by someone else
33. bandannas
34. my bamix
35. the happy valley
36. farm shares
37. local business
38. farmers markets
39. my pup
40. spanx
41. hot showers
42. coworkers who care
43. students who work their butts off
44. a school district that lets me take a year leave of absence to have a kiddo
45. magazine subscriptions
46. progressive bloggers
47. all media of the social variety
48. Women Artists who let me sing my heart out in my minivan – dar, ani, and all those indie stars.
49. my parents for all the values i’ve picked up and others i’ve discarded.
50. that my sons have five grandparents, two great grandparents, and loads of aunts uncles and cousins to dote on them.

paper plates – 33 of 365

sunny enough for the groundhog to see his shadow.
temperature at 9:41 pm 23°

So. Often, more than not, I try to buy local and sustainable.   It makes sense to me in terms of economy and ethics – among other things.  There is though my one weakness. Dollar Tree.  I know – junk from China. I can’t help it, and I’m not going to apologize for it.  This – I’ll admit is a new thing – and I only indulge  on rare occasion, but- I have a lot of fun when I do.

Today we went in search of just one thing – party supplies.  Again, I aim to use things that recyle and compost – but uh, when it comes to cleaning up after a three year old’s birthday – I surrender to the wax coated pretty paper plates that must get tossed. What was that? You heard the Earth cry a little. . . it’s okay – I’ll probably feel guilty about it till Kai’s next birthday.

I filled two bags with with streamers, goody bags, decorations, paper goods, and loot for the kids treasure hunt for under twenty bucks.  Oh yes. Love me some disposable goods.   Whatever – they’re cute disposable goods.

numb – 32 of 365

sunny. breezy. temperature at 10:06 pm 18°

Went to the dentist today- and this about sums it up.

three – 31 of 365

sunny. not as brutal .temperature at 11:04 pm 18°

My son turns three in a week. A WEEK. How did that happen?  We’re having a party here in seven days – and this year I’m pretty excited, as always to make his cake.  He asked for a super-hero robot.   Apparently he thinks I’m a super hero baker!  But I’m going to try, and I’m going to document this week of birthday planning because lord knows I poach enough ideas out there, that it’s time to give some back.