Monthly Archives: September 2013

And Then There’s This

Sometimes life is all baby hugs and sunshine, and then sometimes life is coming home to a broken air conditioner when it’s a million degrees outside, and a fussy kid, and a wife who forgets to tell her husband that she did not yet drain the noodles, and a husband who does not notice that the noodles haven’t been drained and so he adds the already crappy marinara sauce into the pot, thus making the noodles and the sauce both worse and kind of awful, forcing the wife to run to the Circle K for Gordetto’s, peanut M&Ms, and a fountain drink so that the evening only feels 90 percent pathetic and unsatisfying, instead of 100 percent pathetic and unsatisfying. And it’s important to share those moments, too, in addition to the baby hugs and sunshine, so as not to construct a false portrait of one’s life. Oh and also sometimes you realize you still haven’t washed the sheets, even though there’s a tiny bit of dog vomit in that one spot. And then all of a sudden you’re grateful for the sweet gift of denial and compartmentalizing.

Theoretically speaking, of course. I would never sleep in a bed with dog vomit.

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Must Remember This: Baby Hugs

One of our favorite things about Camden lately is that he is becoming a deliberate and enthusiastic hugger. I never even knew that babies hugged, but it is the most delightful, soul-soothing experience. Camden gets a big smile on his face, lunges forward, and wraps his fat arms around the object of his affection: us, Maeby, a stuffed animal, you name it.

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And tonight when Travis and I got home from work, the little man was in rare form. While Travis was holding him, Camden grunted and reached out for me, grabbing tightly at my neck as I pulled him close. Then, merely a few seconds later, he turned back around and did the same thing toward Travis, who of course happily received him back. Camden almost immediately did an about face and launched himself back into my arms. He did this back and forth between me and Travis at least four or five times, each exchange ending with him clinging to us like a little koala bear. And of course each time, we were all gooey and overflowing with praise and thank-yous and hugs back, so he kept getting little rewards of attention at each turn, compelling him to keep it up.

Those little embraces were the perfect salve for our troubles, whatever they were today or will be tomorrow. He squeezed them right out.

Tiff’s Treats

We are now a two egg-laying-chicken household.

It’s impossible to be certain if it’s Tiffany or Lucille because their breeds lay the same color, but the day before the egg appeared, Tiffany was VERY agitated, jumping up and down from the nesting box over and over and over again. So we’re giving her the credit.

The egg name is a nod to Austin’s favorite homemade cookie delivery company of the same name.

That’s her pride and joy there on the right.

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She has kind of a crabby personality. Can you tell?

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UPDATE: Well look who is monitoring the blogosphere for mentions! Thanks for the Twitter shoutout, original Tiff’s Treats.

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