Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Just a Normal Evening

Dear Jack,

Back when you were a toddler, there were evenings when we would sit on the couch and I would blow bubbles with my bubble gum and you would pop them and we called that "entertainment."

I just thought you would want to remember that for some reason.

Love,
Mom

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Baby Shower for the Fords

Dear Jack,

These, of course, are the Fords. You have taken to calling Jenny "my Ford" and understand that together "my Ford" and her husband make "Fords" as in, "Fords here now!" you said when you saw them in our driveway last night.

I am not sure you understand quite how literally your Ford and her husband are making "Fords" these days, but I imagine it will become clear hopefully sometime in September.

This past weekend, while you played with our new (and wonderful) sitter, Sara, your dad and I hosted a baby shower (well, two showers, really) for the Fords.

I was in charge of the ladies' shower, which was mostly traditional and very Seussical. I enjoyed planning with the Seuss theme a lot.

I also enjoyed using the glassware your Gram had passed along. I love your Gram and her need to get rid of random things. I also love that Mrs. Ford, who shares a lot of philosophies with your Gram, particularly about finding uses for things rather than letting them go to landfills and just a touch of old fashioned sensibility that appreciates vintage things, got to be the first to use the set. I thought it was funnier when I did some research and found that the trays I thought were so charming were snack-sip-smoke trays... as in, they have a place for your snacks, your drink, and your cigarette. That would not be something your Gram or Mrs. Ford would ever use these for.

I enjoyed making a baby blanket for Mrs. Ford and am trying, mostly unsuccessfully, to get over the fact that it is not a perfect square. I console myself with the fact that once a cute little Ford baby is wrapped up in it, not even I will notice the imperfections in the sewing.

And what were your dad and Mr. Ford doing while all of this was happening?

They were skeet shooting with the other guys. Of course.

It was what they did for Mr. Ford's bachelor party, too, coincidentally.

When you are much, much, much older, you can go with the guys to shoot skeet. But I promise you that you will have to wait your turn with the shotgun because your daddy and Mr. Ford will be taking their daughters with you and it's still ladies first, even on the range.

Love,
Mom

Monday, July 25, 2011

The Last Day of Summer

Dear Jack,

Every year, I think The Last Day of Summer celebration gets a little bigger. More folks seem to be joining us and as you and your sister get older, you can go longer and do more. Pretty soon, the limiting factor won't be you; it will be me!

This year, we took nine kids... all five and younger, and most of them two like yourself... and seven adults. Not a bad ratio, really, but still enough of a group that all of the teachers were acting like we were on a field trip and counting heads at every transition. We had our family, Mrs. Hazen, Peter and Danielle and two little boys that Mrs. Hazen was baby sitting. Mrs. Shelby brought her son. Mrs. Robinson took off work especially for the last day and brought Andrew, of course. My friend Elissa came with her son, Ben, and then Mrs. Edwards also joined us.

We all met up at the Austin Science and Nature Center when they opened at nine in the morning. You and your sister and Andrew were the first ones to arrive and your dad took you right to the Dino Pit before it got too hot.

From there, it was on to the stream! My friend Elissa and her son, Ben, were late and missed out on playing in the stream. She did not seem too unhappy about that....

By the time everyone was in dry clothes and had looked at the animals, it was time for lunch and we packed up and headed to the Umlauf. After assuring the docents that we would not be spreading crumbs (or trash) in the gardens, we had a little picnic on their patio.

Then it was on to the actual garden to see the statues. I appreciated Carol Edwards taking pictures again.

Your dad also thought it was funny to get a "behind the scenes" picture of Carol shooting pictures and the mamas trying to get nine young children in the frame.

We also got your dad to use Carol Edwards' SLR to take a group picture that actually included Carol (the photographer never gets to be in the pictures, as I well know). I wish I had arranged for him to take pictures with one much sooner... the day after The Last Day of Summer, your dad had figured out how to buy one used from a friend for about half price.

From the Umlauf, our youngest friends and Carol bowed out and went home for naps and errand running (respectively). The rest of us went over to the Children's Museum.

You had a great time playing with the main exhibit with all of its brightly colored golf balls. "Two balls, two balls!" I heard you shooting excitedly, and I looked over and there you were, with four balls... two balls and two balls. Smart boy.

Other than the main exhibit, you spent most of your time serving and eating food with Ben. Elissa and I tried not to be too grossed out as the two of you could not help but try the play food. It looks so real!

Just before the inevitable meltdown, we left the Children's Museum to put kids in the car for car naps. We all drove around until the naps were out and then met back up at Kiddie Acres.

I love how these group shots get smaller and smaller as the day progresses... a sign of our dwindling numbers in the face of such exhausting fun!

For one of the first times, you really enjoyed the rides, although you still gave me a little pouty face as the ride went away from where I was standing and then grinned at me as it came back. I think you may have been playing your mama, there.

Your favorite part of Kiddie Acres, though, was the ice cream treat. Yummy!

From Kiddie Acres, we met back up with Mrs. Hazen and her kids at her pool.

You and your dad enjoyed playing in the water. Everyone else enjoyed when I made your dad stop spraying everyone in the face with the water cannon.

I actually brought pajamas to the pool; Mrs. Hazen provided the baby body wash and we washed you and dressed you for bed at the pool.

Mrs. Shelby provided the Rice Krispy's.

We drove you and your sister home, put each of you in a different bed in front of a different movie and then I went off to participate in the newest Last Day of Summer tradition: the Last Day of Summer Happy Hour.

As a special bonus, my friend Jerri was even able to join us for that portion.

It was a long, long, long, long, long, long, long day.

But it was so very worth it and it captured perfectly the spirit of this summer.

I cannot believe our summer is over. I mean, I know I have two weeks after this one, in which I am in workshops all five days, but I do have to get my room ready and do my back to school shopping. And there is something nice about having a day or two to myself to recharge my batteries before the new school year. So while my summer still has some time left in it, your summer really is over. You were back at day care today. All summer long, you cried when I left you, but somehow today you understood the routine was on (maybe because I got you there on time for once) and let me go with a kiss and a wave.

The summer is over.

I'm going to miss it, but I cannot for a minute say we didn't make the most of it!

Love,
Mom

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Museum Thursday: The Palm House Museum

Dear Jack,

I have really enjoyed looking for random museums this summer. Some of them have certainly been more worthwhile than others, but the whole adventure of it has really appealed to me. Today, we were supposed to drive into Austin and go to the Bob Bullock State History Museum, but seeing how worn out you were yesterday from our Sea World adventure and knowing how much I am expecting of you tomorrow for The Last Day of Summer, I thought we could find something closer and less stressful for today.

Mrs. Ford pointed out that Round Rock, like Georgetown, has a little museum. She didn't know much about it, but thought it might be worth looking into.

The museum is also the Chamber of Commerce, and had I been looking for an afternoon worth of entertainment, it would have been a sore disappointment. Since I was looking for a 15-30 minute activity to get us out of the house and moving around enough for you to take your afternoon nap, it was perfect.

The museum had two rooms and a hallway connecting them. There was nothing whatsoever for little hands to touch, but you brought your new Schleich cow and that sufficed.

Really, you thought the whole thing was boring, and I don't blame you. Without the tactile experience, a toddler cannot really absorb much about his surroundings.

But we came, we saw. We parked three blocks away and that walk in the heat got you ready for your nap on time.

And with all we have planned for tomorrow, that was the most important thing for today.

Love,
Mom

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

See the Whale

Dear Jack,

What could be more fun than another Sea World adventure for my little marine biologist?

This time, we even got to see a whale! You were so excited! "Whale!" you yelled and pointed every single time they swam by. "Whale!" just in case someone hadn't noticed.

And during the show? You sat in rapt attention.

We also got to see Sea Lions.

And your favorite: the aquarium.

With the heat index in the hundreds, though, we quickly decided to settle in at the water park.

You and Mrs. Ford had fun showing off your bellies.

Mostly, though, we loved, loved, loved, the wave pool and lazy river. I put you in a life jacket and away you went.

Funnily enough, all of that swimming wore you out. You were asleep before we even left the water park. Which was a good thing, because it means you were asleep before the thunderstorm started.

Mrs. Ford and I loved walking around in the rain. Your sister was less sure because the thunder kept scaring her, but mostly she didn't mind the rain all that much.

After you woke from your little stroller nap, we went to feed the dolphins, our last activity before leaving the park. It was around this time that you kept repeating a phrase that none of us could figure out. You seemed to be wanting something that started with an /h/ sound, but we couln't decide what it was. You then started saying, "I so saw-ree" which also didn't make much sense. Sorry for what? Then you changed it to a plaintive, "I eat now?" And then I knew "I'm so hungry" was what you had been trying to communicate.

So off to Cracker Barrel we went where you ate and ate and ate. Not so hungry anymore.

I think you had a wonderful day. I'm glad that we got one more Sea World trip in before the summer was over.

Love,
Mom