Archive for February, 2008

Six forty-amazing-five

After at least a month of wake-up calls before six, this is a little shout out to my boy for waking up at 6:45 (even if he did first wake up at 4:50 from the wind…or being cold…or hungry, but thankfully he went right back to sleep after nursing).  I never thought I’d rejoice at a pre-seven awakening, but I feel like a new woman.

Buffet Line

Charlie’s dinner menu:

  • a dollop of almond butter
  • O’s
  • salmon
  • yogurt
  • tofucado (my tofu & avocado blend…Charlie loves it, so don’t knock it!)
  • Annie’s macaroni & cheese
  • blackberry applesauce
  • water

We now await either rainbow poop or vomit.

Seal Noises

While watching the seals at the Denver zoo, Harry began imitating their breathing noises, much to Charlie’s pleasure. This catches the end of the laughter, as well as Charlie’s attempts to draw the crowd into the fun with his fake coughs.


Silly Seals from kloveoirs on Vimeo.

You can have your cake, and pinch it, too

I got lots of requests for cake pictures, so here you are, fans of babies smeared in icing. I’m sorry to disappoint, however, because Charlie approached this first time treat with serious caution…just as he does most everything new. Along with the pictures, I’ve included a short clip of him being sung to and beginning to pinch his cupcake icing.

Cautiously approaching
Finally ready to dig in
The icing looks like stitches!
Post-party coma


Charlie’s Birthday Party from kloveoirs on Vimeo.

Bounce & Rock Horse


Bounce & Rock Horse from kloveoirs on Vimeo.

Happy Birthday, Charlie!


Happy Birthday, Charlie! from kloveoirs on Vimeo.

A different reason today is Super Tuesday. We are so blessed.

Why You Should Choose Barack Over Hillary

Lawrence Lessig has posted a brilliant video explaining some very crucial differences between Barack and Hillary. Please watch this before you go to the polls.

Come on, Colorado!

We both can’t vote on Super Tuesday because the system requires your presence for over two hours in the evening. And there’s no childcare. Seems unfair to me. There must be hundreds of thousands of people in this same situation.

In case my voice can influence anyone enough to change their vote, hence helping me actually vote, Obama is my person. I’m working hard to get Charlie to line up his babbling to say his name. I even heard Canadian Geese flying over the house say “Barack!” today…