Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Monday, August 20, 2012
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Friday, August 17, 2012
Captain Scott's
He was more excited about his shrimp and mussels than the picture would indicate.
And that's not his beer.
And that's not his beer.
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Rejected
It's a vacation tradition of ours to have Anne and Mark watch Zack while Rob and I go out to dinner at Noah's in Stonington. As we were all eating ice cream after the beach this afternoon, we mentioned to Zack that he'd be hanging out with Nonnie and Nonno to tonight. He asked why but was otherwise unfazed. About 5 minutes later he comes up to me, smirk on his face, puts his arms around my neck and says "Mommy, you're staying with Nonnie and Nonno tonight. Daddy and I are going to go eat.".
I see where I stand in the grand scheme of things.
I see where I stand in the grand scheme of things.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Monday, August 13, 2012
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Sunday, August 05, 2012
Lovely
Georgia and I pretty much had all this to ourselves yesterday morning. Well, us and Miss Humidity, who has established herself to such an extent these days as to be referred to as a proper noun.
Regardless, it was just that--lovely.
Regardless, it was just that--lovely.
Wednesday, August 01, 2012
Drawing
All of a sudden, Zack's drawing and coloring skills have exploded. Suddenly he's drawing these great little people, and suns, and meticulously coloring within the lines. And he concentrates so hard while he's doing it. The second picture is one of my faves (Rob drew the dog).
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Another Zack original
You'll thank me for NOT posting the other umpteen shots he took that are nearly identical to this one. We're not letting him loose with a film camera for a reeeeeealllly loooooong time.
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
He's growing up so quickly
We had this conversation the other morning.
Zack: Mommy! Mommy, I'm getting pokey things on my chin!
Me: [blank stare]
Zack: There are pokey things on my chin, like Daddy.
Me: You mean whiskers?
Zack: Yeah! I've got whiskers. Daddy will have to take them off (said with the utmost seriousness).
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No, he doesn't really have whiskers. It's dry skin. But he is convinced that he's got whiskers. He went up to Rob again the other day, rubbing his chin which he was holding up in the air, saying he was getting pokey things. It's really just too sweet.
Zack: Mommy! Mommy, I'm getting pokey things on my chin!
Me: [blank stare]
Zack: There are pokey things on my chin, like Daddy.
Me: You mean whiskers?
Zack: Yeah! I've got whiskers. Daddy will have to take them off (said with the utmost seriousness).
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No, he doesn't really have whiskers. It's dry skin. But he is convinced that he's got whiskers. He went up to Rob again the other day, rubbing his chin which he was holding up in the air, saying he was getting pokey things. It's really just too sweet.
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