September 12, 2010 - Just the Box Please...
Again, it's the most entertaining thing in the house.
::drum roll::
A box.
And why not? It's a bridge, and it's a drum.
It can even make you feel like King Kong.
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Again, it's the most entertaining thing in the house.
::drum roll::
A box.
I was watching my husband give Georgia a bottle today. I like to sit to the side and watch them. They are so wonderful and beautiful together. Georgia loves her daddy so, and have I mentioned how wonderful of a daddy he is? Watching them, my heart grows butterfly wings and goes flying around my chest - pitter patter, pitter patter. I don't know much else that is more satisfying and can fill me to the brim with love... lots of love here baby!
But it never fails when my heart is about to burst, no matter what the reason, Georgia likes to find a little way to sneak some laughter in there too. I tell ya, she's the whole package.
Today it was watching her different poses as she eats.
I'm way overdue in ordering invitations for Georgia's first birthday. And I could just plop down at a computer quickly and order some up, but the problem is I want a picture on the invitation and I don't have one I like for it.
So today Georgia and I tried to remedy that. But did I mention she has a whopper of a cold/flu? And guess what, sick baby + camera = bad pictures.
I did get a couple that weren't horrible...
So my sister let me know tonight that I am behind... way behind... on this blog. Gulp, she's right. Vacation kicked it off, but what's been keeping me sooooo behind is this:
Maybe the Cheerios kicked it off, but today Georgia ate avocado. She always liked it pureed, but wouldn't touch chunks. Well, my little chunk is eating chunks!
Say hello to her new friends:
Must have been something about just getting away for a while.
We went on vacation with a carnivorous, dairious child. (yeah, I know I'm makin' up words) She consisted on a diet of turkey, chicken, cheese and milk-based formula.
One last day off from work deserved a trip to the playground. Georgia really enjoys the swing now!
Breathe in... breathe out. Breathe in... breathe out. It's our first full day home after vacation, and I must say, my first relaxing day since we left for vacation. Ah, it's good to be home.
And Georgia thinks she has new toys to play with... empty suitcases!
Goodbyes all around today. It's time to head home.
Goodbye to the tiny cabins with no a/c where we crammed too many people into two rooms and hauled up warm water from the showers to bathe babes in the sink and held our breath to see if the propane stoves would really light and where more people than I thought possible shared one bathroom.
A lake in itself is beautiful - the way the waves gently caress the sand and brush up against your legs, the ducks who swim by as if they have not a care in the world but instantly take notice when a piece of bread appears, the way a rowboat slips through the water as it carries it passengers to familiar little islands and the sunrise casting a myriad of colors that bounce off the glistening water - it is all beautiful.
But there are other things I find beautiful about time at the lake.
The trees.
So how long does it take to drive a 5 1/2 hour one-way trip with a 10 1/2 month old infant?
A long, long time.
Heading out on our "working vacation," we anticipated the 5 1/2 hours of driving plus a little extra for stops.
Then enter "infant who suddenly HATES her car seat." Fun!
This required many stops at various gas stations between Maine and New York, as we headed back to the lake. Yes, our trip to Maine was only one day. ::slaps head::
Our day started where it should at a lake - on the beach.
It's a place that draws us in day after day, a place where we gather to share family stories, drink adult beverages, talk of things to come, laugh, dream and on this trip, remember a mother who would have loved nothing more than to be right here.
We also watch littles dig their toes in the sand...
... but it wasn't blue - green and brown actually. A trip across the country required a place for Georgia to sleep, so my sister brought along her pack-n-play for Georgia (hence the borrowed). And because we don't own one, this was Georgia's first time in a PNP (hence the new).
We found it not only made a good bed, but a good place to corral our little at the picnic tables while we tried to eat breakfast.
It's our first full day of vacation! No travelling today, just time on Lake George in New York. Georgia lets nothing faze her and is accepting the new location, the new people, the no air conditioning (yes, you read that right - gulp) just fine. You'd never know her world had consisted of mostly our home and daycare before now.
Not only are there cousins and second cousins and an aunt and great-grandparents and great aunts and uncles... there are crayfish too.
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