We left early and went to the park, and rolled around in the grass giggling and smooching. I tickled her, she was laughing so hard. I was laughing too, nibbling her cheeks and handing her rattles. She rolled into the grass and mud, I fed her a bottle. We napped lying next to each other, my arm over her chest, cuddling her. She was in a great mood. I was in a great mood. It was a beautiful, warm, breezy late summer day. And I realized it was my last with her… Tomorrow I pack. Wednesday we leave for Burning Man. And when we return, the summer will be over and she’ll start school.
August, 2008
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Aug 08
Starting Solids
Day 1: Chair, check! Spoon, check! Bowl, check! … Rice Cereal, here we come!
Day 2: Rice Cereal EVERYWHERE!!!!
Day 3: Mommy, want some sweet potatoes?
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Aug 08
Irresponsible Parenting
So tonight Dave and I were playing Rock Band (which we just got for the Wii and it’s awesome, btw) and we do the first song, which is fun but the volume was pretty low, so Dave turns it up. Next song. SCREAMING suddenly comes from Oona, who was fast asleep in her little alcove… Absolute, utter indignation. “WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING? WHY IS IT SO LOUD IN HERE? I WAS SLEEPING, THIS IS SCARY!!” Poor little thing, big open mouthed frown/scream at the top of her lungs, tears streaming down her face. I felt so horribly guilty!!! And it still makes my heart want to burst open at how insanely cute she was. She was so mad!!!
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Aug 08
She definitely understands…
Today Dave and I were at storage packing up our gear for Burning Man, and as expected, Oona got a little fussy after a while. In fact, not only did she get fussy, but after bouncing her, changing her diaper and trying to play with her, she really began to cry… So I started making her a bottle, but clearly I was taking too long, cause her stress level increased and crying was turning to screaming – until I said “Oona, I’m making you a bottle” and she stopped crying, tilted her head to the side, and patiently waited.
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Aug 08
In San Francisco
On the way home from Burning Man we spent a few days hanging with Todd, Danielle, Leo and Troy, and Troy’s lovely friend, the slightly baby-obsessed, Rita. Note Troy’s legs dangling from the tree in the first photo.
