Wednesday, March 26, 2008

An Easter Recap

Just a few things from our Easter Celebrations:


  • When Baby Girl did her egg hunt, she would conscientiously empty the eggs of their contents and then put them back where she found them . . . empty. I am sure that she was trying to make a profound theological statement about the empty tomb.

  • On Palm Sunday, we shout "Hosannah!" while waving palms during Worship. Hosannah, as you may be aware, translates loosely as "save us". It occurred to me that next year, because I have been working so hard on getting her to say "Huzzah!" for the Ren Fest this summer, on Palm Sunday I will have the one human being crying "Huzzah!" for the triumphal entry while undoubtedly looking about eagerly for the Court Jester.

  • During the Good Friday service, while Jason was giving a homily on Matthew 27:46 ("My God, my God, why have You forsaken me?"), Baby Girl darted out into the aisle of the congregation, yanked up her shirt and preceded to try to push on her belly button.

May your Easter celebrations have been as joyful. Christ is Risen, He is Risen, Indeed!

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Auntie-Melissa . . . it's got a nice ring to it


Adeline Anne Deveney came into the world this morning at 8 pounds, 8 ounces at a little bit before 10 a.m.
Let the spoiling commence!

Monday, March 17, 2008

Flying in the Face of My INTJ-ness

It was a very busy, but very good, weekend.
We had friends over on Friday night for dinner. He is someone that I work with and have really enjoyed getting to know over the last few years. He does technology for our libraries and is one of the people that I have encountered during this library-gig who is helping me to move beyond the understanding that I have harbored in the past that technology can be impersonal and, at times, demoralizing (not to mention has helped me embrace my inner txtr, lol). These librarians who gravitate toward technology see it as a way to connect with others and to make those connections where none existed. Ultimately, I have found people who embody, "I am from the government and I am here to help you, and I have also brought a computer with me to make that happen," without smirking.
On Saturday, Baby Girl had an Egg Hunt at the library in the morning (pictures on Flickr later tonight), I went to a baby shower in the afternoon, and on Saturday night I went to go see a friend's production of Proof. She just had a baby in November and, with an incalculable amount of strength and verve, then proceeded to go into rehearsal with a two-month old in the wings.
After the show, I went and sat in her living room with a glass of champagne and baby Oliver sleeping in the corner and whiled away a couple of hours. She is the kind of person that I can say things that hadn't formed in my brain yet, but when they come out of my mouth I realize they have always been a part of what I believe. I love that about her. I think later this year we may be collaborating on another show, and I am as giddy as a girl getting ready to go on the third date with "the one".
So, a good weekend. I may be an INTJ, but my "I" may have staved off a notch over the last few days.
In that contest between Elwood and Kansas City? Hmmmm, we may have just tied it up in the top of the fifth, ladies and gentlemen.

Doodle by Lee

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Doodle by Lee. The code for this doodle and other doodles you can use on your blog can be found at Doodles.

Does this mean I would have to turn off my computer, too?

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

My grand experiment in my Right Way

It is so helpful when other people write their blogs so that I can just point to them and say, yup, that's what I meant to say.

Thinking today of all those lovely ladies I know who just had babies or are having them now. May each of us find our Right Way.

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

The Subtlety of Jason's Evil

I am terribly ticklish.
There is nary a place on my skin which you can touch that, if I question your intentions, you can't tickle me. There are also places, obviously, that will tickle no matter what your intentions.
Jason, on the other hand, is not ticklish. At all.
Baby Girl, being a healthy and happy toddler, loves tickle games. Because she enjoys all of this like a feline strung out on catnip in the herb patch, she also takes great joy from being the tickler. Jason is a dutiful father and apes raucous giggles when her little fingers start waggling in his direction.
Recently, however, he has begun to do this when she scrunches those little hands at his feet.
Then she comes and finds me.
I have looked up quickly to discover my darling husband hunched over his laptop, sniggering at the screen as I duck and jive with my feet, frantically trying to avoid Baby Girl tickle monster.

I am going to be outnumbered by them for the rest of my life. Now I know how Sisyphus felt.

Saturday, March 01, 2008

Good Night and Have a Pleasant Tomorrow

In the hall, outside Baby Girl's room, there is a wall full of pictures of family.

On the way to read the bedtime story each night, we wave and tell them good-night.

We then pass by the three Star Wars posters that are in the entryway.

She has now taken to waving and telling Luke, Leia, Han, Yoda, and Chewie good-night, too.

We don't need DNA tests to know who her father is: we have our own version of Good Night, Moon.

Oh, and if you're interested, my next Photo Time Capsule from Photojojo.