no, i am not dead

just super ridiculously busy and additionally, saturday is my birthday.

kid go!

i had a huge backlog of pictures due to the move, so as much as i'd like to blame it just on being sick, i believe the dates on some of these early ones speak for themselves.

we moved into our new house when avi was right about nine months old. he settled in quickly, doing all the important things he does every day.
like eating. he's quite good at that. usually.

and playing.
something made far more amusing when the camera's out, apparently.or at least the game becomes more about the camera and less about whatever it was we were playing before.


on mother's day we visited d's parents and although this picture doesn't show it, there was much celebrating of all the moms, grandmas, and greatgrandmas.
but holy cow, how cute is this?

my parents also brought us dinner that evening, and we celebrated my dad's birthday,
and avi went for a walk with nana.
ahem. i got roses. awesome.

as far as milestones go, in addition to the whole walking-with-assistance thing (where assistance is defined as any individual, certified "walking-toy", or laundry basket that might happen to be in his way), avi is the fastest crawler in the west. he can also stand on his own.
although i can only provide evidence of what happens after he stops standing, since at the time i was still too awestruck to document it properly. i have since recovered.

avi also continues to be very gracious when it comes to humoring my fashion whims. with careful cultivation, i seem to have raised my son to actually love hats as much as i do.
rememember the chicken viking hat?
as i posted yesterday, it has made its reappearance as part of avi's playtime wardrobe.
which of course i think is absolutely hysterical.

so the tadpole was ten months old on thursday. damn. and since we're all feeling much better, this is definetly starting to be fun again. it's going to be an excellent weekend.

today's title is from the show bring in 'da noise, bring in 'da funk

i know things now

stuff i've learned over the past week:

• avi definetely had an ear infection


• turns out i had bronchitis and a sinus infection as well


• it's a poor choice to realize this while your temperature is 101


• but even that is not as awful as the first time you read your son's temperature at 104.4


• apparently babies do that


• it's (what?!) not that big a deal


• bubble pack antibiotics are the shit


• multiple vials of bright pink amoxicillin and an industrial syringe are not


• two days off of work is just enough to make me miss it


• it's also just enough to make me woefully behind upon my return


• i shouldn't try to work for 15 hours the first day back, however


• (exhausted all over again)


• it's also unadvisable to work 12 hours the next day


• lo, a four day weekend awaits my well-deserving self


• oh, and it's always a bad idea to promise updates (with pictures) because the natives get restless and leave snarky comments

more tomorrow.
today's title is from my old standby, into the woods.

bali hai

quick snippets while i gobble down my lunch at work:

my dear elana had her baby boy jonas samuel on monday morning! all are doing well and are right this very moment on their way home.

i got my hair cut and it's way too short and i hate it because the lady cut off all my curls even though i told her not to and then i overtipped her because i'm too nice.

avi slept straight through last night thank the fucking lord. he had a nice bath and six (six!) bedtime stories, and went down around 8:15pm with no ibuprofen but with nice clean sheets. we heard him a wee bit around 6am but he didn't get up and he was still sleeping (albeit restlessly) when i left at 8:20 this morning.

today's title is from south pacific and it has nothing to do with anything, i just have it in my head for some totally random reason so i decided to subject it to all you people too. so there.

mother and son

happy first mother's day to me, to me.

in celebration, avi only got up twice last night AND slept until 8:30am. his new lullaby-spouting cd player also made its debut, hopefully soothing him back to sleep until we confirm if he has an ear infection or not.

today i get to hang out with family, hopefully go to target for some new shirts (holy shit, has it really come to that?), do more laundry, hang out with more family (it's also my dad's sixty-fifth birthday, go dad!), and maybe, just maybe get some take-out sushi.

because after all, it's my day, dammit.

i came downstairs with a whole list of things to write about, but i must have left them on the stairs or something. because yes, it really has come to that.

today's title is from the rock opera tommy.