Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Some squees.

My kid is so awesome. Tonight we were driving home after I picked him up from Ashley and from the back seat I hear him shout "A BUS!" (It's all one word, though, really.) But there was no bus. Or truck or van, which in Tycho's world would also be A BUS! I asked him if he saw a bus and he just kept shouting "A BUS!" and I started laughing and so he shouted "A BUS!" again to make me laugh. Because he is delightful.

But when we got out of the car in front of our house two real buses drove past, one in each directions! "A BUS! A BUS! A BUS! MAMA!"

I just want to squeeze the poop out of him sometimes.

Tuesday, April 23, 2013


I'm not an especially great photographer. I don't take the best pictures. I sure as hell don't have a fancy camera. But what I lack in quality I make up for in quantity perhaps. And that's working for me.

Sometimes I feel like my primary function as a parent (you know, besides keeping him clothed, fed, and bathed) is photographer. In a journalistic sense. My pictures aren't posed or perfect or pretty. Just day to day vignettes, often with my terrible iPhone3GS camera phone with an instagram filter slapped on. Tycho's clothes aren't always clean, and he often isn't smiling. Or he's in the middle of a tantrum. Or I take ten thousand pictures of the back of his head because he always seems to be running away from me. But I am dutiful. And I am glad.

Time slips away without me even realizing it, and all of the sudden months have gone by and we're all completely different people and thank goodness I have a record of who we were back then or else I'd have completely forgotten.

It's funny, Tycho loves that I take pictures, too. As xmas gifts for all of our family members I made photobooks (shoutout to!) of pictures of Tycho up to his first birthday. It's one of his very favorite books to "read" these days. I think he gets it from me. I was always obsessed with photo albums, which my dad meticulously organized, back in the days of film and prints and that whole messy business. I still love those old albums. I hope Tycho will be glad I've captured these billions of imperfect moments of his childhood.

Friday, April 12, 2013


Oh hey, blog. I did this yesterday:

No big deal.


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