Friday, April 24, 2009

Claire Helen got the golden egg at the egg hunt I put on a few weeks ago! It's traditional. At least if you are putting on an egg hunt for 200 kids on 2 days notice with only a Bartell's drugstore at your disposal.

She was quite pleased.
Hands off the egg, mother.

Just posting this one because Penny looks so Penny, and it's usually so hard to get pictures of babies where they really look like themselves.

Thursday, April 23, 2009


I'm going to go downstairs and see if I can get any of the Claire Helen photos to upload(there are some really good ones from my professional organizations' easter egg hunt), because she is right at the age where they tally unfairnesses endlessly, and we all know having your mother not post as many pictures of you on a blog one time is incontrovertible proof that YOU NEVER LOVED ME AS MUCH AS THE OTHER TWO.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

English is needlessly hard

Simon has started contracting the phrase "I am not" as "I amn't." E.g., "I amn't going to bed right now." "I amn't a goofy kid." When I start to correct him I become tripped up by the fact that what he's doing is just applying rules of grammar in a completely logical way, even though we're used to putting the contraction someplace else in the sentence. He'll figure it out. I amn't too worried about it.

- M

Monday, February 16, 2009


I am 6 months old!

I can sit up! All on my own!

But not crawl. I try to scooch, but I only go backwards, away from whatever I am trying to get. (the cat.) It is very frustrating.

I have 2 teeth, that I always cover with my tongue. Don't try looking for them.

I still sleep through the night, am willing to smile at strangers, and giggle when Claire Helen shakes her hair all around. People look at my hair, and say "oh, another baldie like Simon?" but no, sadly that is a lot of hair for a Morris-Harrington baby. Simon was bald as a cue ball. I at least can legitimately lay claim to peach fuzz status. About the same amount as Claire Helen at this age.

That's it for now.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Oh wow, is that the last time I posted?

Simon: How do cows sell their milk?
Claire Helen: On Craig's List, like everybody else.

I don't know about that. Doesn't Craig's List have a rule against selling your own bodily fluids?

Penny has recently started solids, and furrows her brow and makes a low, gutteral growl if you do not share food she thinks looks tasty with her. Or if you are not fast enough to get the spoon refilled.

Happy New Era! I know this is a family blog, and my better self would keep politics out of it, but we are so excited our old professor is now the president! Claire Helen thinks her teachers should get a turn next. We'll see, kiddo. I'm hoping Obama hogs it for 8 or so years.