Day 5-Del Mar

Southern California has crazy beautiful sunsets and the clouds are unbelievable. Dave and I were both driving to meet up in Del Mar when we saw this breath-taking cloud formation and sunset. We talked on the phone about it for five minutes until we finally reached each other, we just couldn't resist not sharing its beauty.

Day 4-San Diego

Birth to one year old is mom's special connection time, but there is something about that 12 month mark that make a dad and his baby's relationship come to life. I love seeing Dave remember just how fun this whole baby thing can be.

Day 3-Tuscan Countryside

I should be laying in this field, reading a book and eating aged cheese on a baguette right now. Take me back to Italian spring sailing in 2005. I need you. And I must put on record that one of my favorite sights in the world is lone trees. I love their mysterious and unexpected presence in a field, on a mountainside, on a craggy cliff, wherever.

Day 2-The Reservoir

Is it any wonder that it takes a heck of a lot more motivation to get out for a run, when this isn't my view anymore?

A month in pictures-Day 1

Because I literally can't think of one thing to blog, I have decided to do a month in pictures. The first goes to my little mama, Claire, who spent the first six months of her life in this outfit. We called it the tryptophan suit because within seconds of putting baby C into the suit she would fall fast asleep. If the weather had only complied we could have kept that thing going forever.

Channeling?

"Frosting is my favorite candy" and other curio

I want to collect every turn of phrase, intonation and quirky and clever word choice that comes out of Claire's mouth these days. From "I can't eat these because there is NO slimy on them" (referring to missing and essential gristle on her breakfast bacon) to "Here's a miracle for you mommy" (while offering me a leaf that fell off a tree), each little quip engages me to this little critter even more. And the repartee is just to die for. Try this conversation, held yesterday, on for size.

Me: "CC, you need to eat something."
CC: "Mom, I already ate."
Me: "Really? What did you eat?"
CC: "Pasta."
Me: "That's interesting. When?"
CC: "Last Thursday."

Believe me, she is not a prodigy just a unwitting three year old who knows the words for a few days of the week, but not exactly the order.

Then there is this conversation from last week held while I was driving the car and while Claire was making these annoying and ear splitting shrieks from the back seat.

Me: "CC, please quit shrieking."
CC: "Mama, I'm not shrieking."
Me: "Oh really, then what would you call that sound you are making?"
CC: Dramatic pause, "A squeak mama, just like a little mouse. Peep. Peep."

Then there are the "patakillers" (caterpillars) and "scabidies" (cavities) and I can't get enough of the "sun-Beans!" (sunbeams). It all just pulls me in even more. I couldn't be more hooked.

***I couldn't resist attaching this pic to this post. My long-suffering Kennedy and her crackerjack big sis, Claire.