Nora modeling her new snowpants, winter hat and camera face. The instruction from her mommy was “smile, Nora!”
Monthly archives for September, 2009
Macaroni and Flu Shots
We picked up Nora from school today and had a flu shot appointment across town. So we drove straight out the the Northeast medical center. As we pulled into the parking lot she got all excited and decided we’d taken her to a restaurant.
She started happily calling out “mimi and cheese, mimi and cheese!” from the back seat in case we’d forgotten what she was going to order.
In related news: we eat out too much and Nora needs to diversify.
Dexter cider mill
We were all supposed to be in Dexter at 2:00pm on Saturday, but Jen wasn’t feeling well and Nora slept until 3:00 so we didn’t go. Instead, we went to the Dexter cider mill at 11:30am on Sunday. I understand that this is generally considered “tardy” or perhaps even “absent” by American standards, but by Irish standards we were almost rudely early.
p.s. this was Nora’s second trip to the cider mill, but last year she slept through it.
11 years: 22 months
It’s been another year and Jen and I have now been married for 11 years (though I think we’ve aged ten in the last two) and Nora is 22 months old today. Here’s a shot of Nora this evening during towel time. She says “bunny bounce!” at the end of her bath then pulls the plug, puts her duckies up on the edge, puts her shampoo back in its cup and stands up with her hands in the air repeating “bunny bounce!”.
sittin’ on a rock
Just sitting on a rock with daddy and looking for fishies. She kept calling out “here, fishie! HERE, fishie!” with just exactly the right descending minor third pitch contour (in C think E (whole note) and two Cs (half notes) and you’ve got the tune for the syllables in here | fi shie).
little miss dressup
Nora loves to play dressup. If we pull the “these don’t fit her yet” bin of clothes out of the basement and let her at it she will, invariably, put them all on. Unfortunately for her, there are about 22.7 Noras worth of clothing in a 50 gallon bin.
(yes, she’s putting pajama pants on her head)
second years
Nora and Salomé are in the same cohort in the linguistics department; both are currently working on language acquisition. Here they are having a meeting.
Zingerman’s
We walked down to Zingerman’s tonight to get a loaf of bread for dinner. Nora insisted on the brownies (really).
