I've finally figured out this blog thing

So i decided that i'm just to update my flickr pages with longer descriptions, this way i don't have to post all the pictures twice and it's actually easier and more fun to write about stuff while actually looking at the pictures. So here's the flickr address:

www.flickr.com/photos/umibomber/

so sorry for the inconvenience.

Sunday pjs

Le new cardboard haus

Lucy does well in tropical climates

Elliott has been seduced by the dark side

We all made it to Florida in one piece. The plane trip wasn't terrible, at one point both kids were crying but just for a few minutes and a nice flight attendant held Elliott when Lucy and I made a trip to the bathroom. 

Florida is 75 degrees and the water is just fine. Went swimming immediately upon arrival. The new JCrew bathing suit that i ordered was waiting for me, and now is waiting to be mailed back ASAP.

This morning

This is a typical Sunday morning. Mike is at work, we're in our pajamas watching morning cartoons, cereal is strewn across the coffee table.

The big birthday party for Lucy and her friends was yesterday and we're still coming down from the cake high. It was very successful, everyone had a great time, and Lucy set a world's record for most time spent bouncing in a bouncy house.

After a leisurely walk in the park today, we're packing up to go to  Florida in the early morning. My first plane trip alone with two kids. God help me!

This is our special daughter Lucy

(I like Mike's expression on his face too. ) This was from yesterday, we were leaving the zoo and Lucy had a lollipop and was "so tired" that she had to ride in Elliott's carseat on the way to the parking lot.

You can't beat free ice cream

They gave away free ice cream at JP Licks to celebrate the season opener (baseball). We couldn't pass it up! Everyone was there, from the homeless to our pediatrician Dr. Bastian. Lucy ate (and dripped) her entire chocolate cone while Elliott slept soundly in the stroller. It was very manageable. I had a bagel and coffee. I'm on a DIET. hence the bagel.

Our little old lady

I really wanted to take this picture to label it "How I Swore I Would Never Dress My Future Daughter". But it appears that I was wrong. 

Lucy's face in the picture looks really weird too, like she's a senior citizen from Latvia. 

Before and After

Top: Lucy and a pregnant Umi at the Fallon Field playground sometime in the fall. Below: Lucy and Umi with a 4-month-old Elliott on Friday back on the swings for the first time this year.

Friday afternoon

It was actually pretty warm today, low 50's but cloudy, so we put on our light jackets and sunglasses, and walked to the Square. We had some espresso and muffins at the ultra non-cool coffee shop (light rock is played throughout and the rent-a-center couch has many scary stains), stopped by the flower shop and then headed over to the playground down the street.  Elliott loved the swing, he keep giggling every time we poked him in the stomach when he and Mike swang back and forth. Everyone was in good spirits for the short trip and when we returned home everyone, including me, took a nice long nap. 

I love fridays.

itsy bitsy spider

cambridge puke

Last friday night, before we met some friends for dinner, we stopped in Marimekko to check out some Finnish fashion. As soon as we get in the door, Lucy, who i was carrying, opens her mouth, almost as if to say something, and regurgitated food comes rolling out. I ran back out onto the sidewalk and Mike, who for some reason felt he had to catch the puke falling out of her mouth despite the fact that we were outdoors, held his hands up to her mouth and caught a handful of mushy popcorn. We cleaned her up, wiped her down, ran into the restaurant and used the bathroom and were almost about to go home when Lucy perked up and said she wanted to stay. We were like, uh, are you sure? because we're pretty hungry. She looked around and said, yeah i feel better now. I want to stay. 

So we did! and she was fine! it was so weird. But i never got a new tote bag.

Lucy picks out her own clothes now, unfortunately

rainy wednesday

This is what we're doing today.

who is this guy?

My son has suddenly become this ultra happy, gleeful little guy that makes this cough-like noise when he's about to smile. It's pretty cute.

Lucy serves herself

The other morning I was half asleep in bed when Lucy comes running in like she does every day and tells me that she wants me to "geddup" and she wants "some-in to eat". I told her to hold on, like i always do, to wait a few minutes while i rouse myself and i turned over and fell back asleep. A few minutes later i hear a pitter patter of feet nearing the bed and i look up and she's standing next to me, eating a box of yogurt covered raisins. Apparently she had run downstairs, opened the cabinet and helped herself to a delicious breakfast of raisins doused in sugar. I guess if i were a good parent, i would've snatched them away, gotten up immediately and cooked a healthy meal of proteins and irons. Instead, i silently congratulated her on her industriousness, and fell back asleep.

Another reason that Elliott is not Eliot

Eliot Spitzer, right?

L to the E

Here we go again.