Wednesday, May 25, 2011


The fun with our house continues. The thing, as Mr. A. points out, is that we are both stupid AND conscientious. You can be one, or you can be the other, but both is pretty much a disaster. The possibility of us getting smarter seems remote, so I'm thinking we may have to reconcile ourselves to being horrible people. Something's gotta give.

In far better and more important news, Soren is walking all over the place, and he's got a few words down. All he wants to do is be outside. Outside, happy; inside, tears. When we must bring him inside (as we often must because IT NEVER STOPS RAINING HOLY CHRIST THIS WINTER IS KEELING ME), the only way to distract him is with a book. He likes his animal books the best, and seems to be able to identify dogs ("duh!") and owls ("ow!").

Just for the local NPR nerds: this kerfuffle makes me sooo happy. I hope it ends horribly for Steve Scher.


Brandy said...

I am totally jealous of WORDS. We have Mama, Dada, and 'anana, which was briefly used for "banana" and is now an all-purpose "please give me this food item I'm vaguely gesturing toward."

The East coast has been pretty soggy lately, too. It's great having a playground spitting distance from the house, but it means we can't go out the front door without J seeing it and wanting to go, which causes much angst when it's been raining for two weeks and we can't play there.

Sorry your house is still being a dick, though.

The Unattractive Houseguest said...

Elyse loved her "po-ees" (ponies). Sweet times!