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Showing posts with label gram. Show all posts

Gram at Twenty-Two Months

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And "reading" Pinkalicious. Next he'll be begging me to take him to Broadway to see the musical.

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Gram at Fifteen Months

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There have been a lot of big changes in the last month, most notably WORDS. It took him a bit longer than his sister to start talking, but he's really making up for lost time. One word he still doesn't say is his sister's name (or any approximation of it). Instead, he uses this sign that he made up for her, I think because she kisses him so much on the cheeks.

On the bike ride to school, when she's not on the bike chattering with us, he pokes his cheeks and looks at me to ask where she is. Whenever he's away from her, this is what he's doing.

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Gram at Fourteen Months

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Gram at Eleven Months

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Gram at Ten Months

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Gram at nine months

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Such a happy little buddy. 30 inches. Six teeth. Clapping hands. Climbing stairs.

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Leaf Pile

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God fall went by fast, he thinks as a car shedding snow from its back window passes him on the highway.

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I saw it in the closet the other day and thought I'd give it a try. Lo and behold he was already almost too big for it. Keep in mind his sister was still wearing this until a little over a year ago. It was always my favorite outfit.

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Merchildren

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At her own request, Juniper is a mermaid: the "Queen of the Sea." Her brother, also at her request, is a merman: Poseidon, the "King of the Sea." My wife made the costumes from scratch, including Juniper's shirt. I made him a beard, but it only made him angry. I don't have any long sea voyages coming up, but decided it was still unwise to anger King Poseidon. I managed to snap a couple pictures before he ripped it off, and I'll post those to the main site soon.

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If the angles in this photo seem a little weird, it's because they are. This is artist Allan Wexler's "hypar room," with a floor built to the shape of a "hyperbolic paraboloid" at the Unmuseum of the Cincinnati Contemporary Art Center. It was a lot of fun watching the kids trying to navigate this space, particularly Mr. Confident Crawler here.

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Gram at eight months

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Set this boy down in the center of any room and he will find the straightest and most economical path to any (1) power cord; (2) electrical outlet; (3) small choking hazard thrown on the floor by his sister (in that order).

I wish I could just attach a bungie cord to his belt and tie the other end to the ceiling. He'd still probably find a way to get into trouble.

He did eat an entire avocado the other day. I was proud of him. I didn't taste an avocado until I was in my twenties.


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I woke up in a cold sweat the other day realizing that this baby boy is growing so big and I had yet to dress him in the lime-colored seersucker country & western leisure suit that I found at the thrift store a few months before he was born. I'll try to post a photo of the huge embroidered horse on the back of the jacket later today.

It's so weird having a child who actually grows out of its clothing.

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Baby Borat

Posted by jdg | 10:09 AM |





Whoawhoawewa!

This swimsuit was sent to us by the lovely and talented Carissa Carman, our friend in New York who is responsible for this hat and this hat. The latter she found at a sidewalk sale somewhere in Brooklyn from a guy who bought a warehouse full of 1950s deadstock and only sells a few things each day. This swimsuit, I assume, came from some similar place.

This is her website. She's one of the girls who visited us in the vegetable-oil car last year. That project's website is here.


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Gram in the swing

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I hate to admit it, but this molded fiberglass swing is the first thing I really noticed about our neighborhood and the first thing that made me really fall in love with it. The playgrounds within the neighborhood are well-maintained and original to the early 1960s. Yeah yeah, I liked the houses too, but I really liked the swing.

Sometimes I see people with big yards and I feel bad because I can't install all that backyard play equipment for my kids. But yesterday Juney looked out the window and saw two of her friends playing on this playground and ran right out there to them. I realized there are nice things about sharing the equipment with the neighborhood, too.

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Watching for bunnies in the backyard

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A few night ago we had some friends over and they brought their houseguests with them, a German art professor (from Sweden) who photographs, collects, and lumbers ghetto palms, his wife, and their 11-month-old baby boy. It was amazing for me to watch the little guy play with Juniper---and to think that in only five months or so she and her brother are going to be able to interact like that. She is dying for it, I think, to have him as a playmate. She smothers Gram with kisses and hugs to the point where he always cries and I need to interject. "Stop smothering him," I say. But how can I explain to her that she's showing her brother too much love?

I caught the tables turned the other day, with him on top of her, grabbing her hair and trying to gobble up her face. She was shrieking with delight.

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Gram at seven months

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Please stop crawling, Mr. Two Teeth. Chewing on everything seems much more ominous now that you have mobility and those razor-sharp incisors. You gutted and field dressed a stuffed moose the other day. The dog is already scared of you (as well he should be).

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All summer these two have been my patient little buds, sitting in this massive jogging stroller while I push it as far as seven miles around the city. The older one usually brings a book to look at, the baby seems content with the scenery. A month or so we started running up and down the 1.3 miles of the Dequindre Cut (I wrote about it here) which isn't yet officially open to the public but no one has ever hassled us about it. The graffiti artists have been working overtime down there lately, some in broad daylight. I know it's like the ultimate hipster dad BS you've ever heard, but I swear the kid (without provocation) wants to talk about the letters written on the wall, as in, "What are those letters and what do they say?"

You try explaining graffiti tags to a three-year old. Not easy. I asked her why she thinks they write on the walls and she said, "Maybe they ran out of paper."

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