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in bloom







the lilacs have wilted
but the roses have bloomed.
this time of year is full of sad deaths
and replacing growth.





Oh, and this:



Easter Cute Overload




























Easter was ever so idyllic this year.  We spent the night and woke up to a gorgeous sun rising over the property.  After a quiet morning while the parents went to church, Joel's Grandpa Rosenquist arrived and we all snacked on an epic antipasti platter before taking Bowie outside for a few photos. Mom and Dad bought chicks just in time for Easter!  We took advantage of the uncharacteristically warm March day and let Bowie and the chicks meet each other out on the grass.  Please prepare yourself for too much cute...it may kill you.  After a very long nap (thanks Grandma!) we lingered over a delicious meal and relaxed as Bowie played with her plastic Easter eggs.  I hope you are still warm and fuzzy from your own celebrations.

Baby's First Snow



A very simple Spring flurry welcomed us to today in typical Seattle weather unpredictability. It did not stick, and it was barely noticeable, but it remained Bowie's first snow.  This morning, as we sat on my bed cozily looking out the window, she watched the snow pensively, as if she too knew it was somehow out of the ordinary.  The reverie ended quickly as she returned to her task of torturing the cat (Octavia is so glad she's not crawling yet).  We stepped outside later in the morning after I hastily put her large head into her tuque and for a few seconds, she stared in wonderment...the precisely perfect reaction to one's first snow. She's really quite smart you know.



firsts

 

The first cheerios.
The first tooth.
The first cherry-blossom sighting of Bowie's life, at the library no less.

There's just nothing like your first.


Sweet and Heady








A few items of random note:

  • A new mantra (shamelessly stolen from a bumper sticker): Eat Good, Feel Good.
  • Also, it feels really good to feel good.  It feels terrible to feel badly.  Let us all remember this when we are tempted to harshly judge others' capacities.
  • Of all the spring blooms, I think I love lilacs the best.  Don't tell the lilies, daphne, or jasmine.  I have been waiting and waiting for her arrival.  Upon returning from a weekend in San Francisco, she was here.  I could have cried.
  • This week we are finally going to finish Star Trek Voyager.  Then we can continue my Star Trek education with The Next Generation.  Out of order, yes.  One cannot help when one becomes interested, I guess.
  • I cannot believe that I have only 14 weeks left before I meet my very own baby.  I feel the clouds of dread dissipating, and in their place stands a vessel that is growing deeper and deeper.  No doubt, this is the preparation for the love I will hold for my daughter.
  • I've been editing papers lately (I was a teacher after all).  I forgot the deep satisfaction it brings to assist others;there is no other feeling quite like it. While I can not envision myself back in a classroom setting, I feel rather certain (and excited) that teaching isn't done with me yet.  
  • I am reading the most amazing book.  Really, I am so disappointed I didn't write it.