Happy Birthday to you!
Meeting for the first time in March
Happy Birthday to you!
Meeting for the first time in March
We are back from over three weeks of traveling! Jax was such a good sport and didn’t seem to mind being whisked from place to place, visiting five cities in three countries in less than a month.
Our first stop was Oxford, the reason for our trip over the Atlantic. I gave a paper (based on a chapter in my dissertation) at the Society for French Studies Annual Conference. It was a pleasure meeting other scholars of France and even reconnecting with a former graduate school colleague. I had to bring Jax to registration the first day, and to say good-bye on the last day as well (Seth was in London doing some work on those days, coming to Oxford in the middle for my presentation day). Everyone was understanding, although if the weather wasn’t so wonderful, I’m not sure bringing a 9-month-old to an academic conference would ever be a good idea!
In all, a great three days in this famous capitol of learning.
OK, where to next?
On Thursday we went up to Croton-on-Hudson to run some errands and check out our new neighborhood. There’s a wonderful park on the Hudson with a fun slide we had to try. The stop-motion feature on our camera came in handy to capture the fun of going down the slide (alone!)
Here are some things we’ve been up to as May has turned into June:
“Signing” thank-you cards to babysitters.
Washington Square Toddler Park
Reading on a new yard-sale quilt.
Pulling up and pushing (no “walking” yet â?? the feet stay put)
We have a lot of changes on the horizon: moving to a house up the Hudson next month, and then traveling to Europe just after moving in. I’m rewriting a conference paper, beginning to pack/organize, and getting our now 8-month-old into daycare. So I’ll keep it short and stick to the photos!
Highlights from this 8th month:
Last day with babysitter Amber. We loved our babysitters this semester and appreciate how wonderful they were with Jax.
Trying on his Portuguese hat, May 6 (can you tell it’s still too big?).
Favorite activity: looking out the window, May 7.
First pizza from John’s, May 11
Visiting with babysitter Soo, May 14
New shoes from Soo!
First pancake, at the Jersey Shore on May 17
New push toy, May 21
Picnic in the park, May 22
Showing off teeth! May 23
Testing the new stroller Grandma Barb got us for our European trip next month…
West Side Highway, May 23
Tasting a bran muffin, May 24
Union Square, May 25
Playing with a bottle and Grandma Barb.
Walking home from Union Square
As you have probably figured out by now, we are a hairy bunch. My little sister Laura had to have bangs cut within hours of coming out of the womb and at 2 months (3 months? I can never remember), she looked like this:
My sister Monica and I can’t leave the house without a pound of gel in our unwieldy curls (or a headscarf) and my mom’s hair defies gravitational theory each morning (it is “just a theory” after all, silly scientists). Seth’s baby and toddler pictures don’t offer much hope from the Weintraub side to counter our wild hair gene:
Jax’s signature look is the hair he’s inherited from us all, but I’m starting to worry it’s affecting his psyche. Case in point: two nights ago he was rubbing his eyes/side burns, as he always does when he’s tired, and his finger got caught in a tangle. He couldn’t figure out that it was his finger doing the pulling, so he kept pulling harder and cried and cried as we grabbed his arm and untangled the finger. His bangs are getting so long I’m wondering if his 33-week-old vision isn’t what it should be, and that he doesn’t complain because he doesn’t know how else to live.
We aren’t die-hard about the wait-till-he’s-one thing, but at the same time feel like an 8-month-old might look funny with a “big boy” haircut. Option 1 is to just cut the bangs and tell everyone his mullet is ironic, like the ones you see loafing about in Williamsburg. Option 2 is to give him a proper haircut, all the way around, and risk the Elvis-wig look. Option 3 is to do nothing and buy a dozen “I am a boy” shirts for the kid.
What do you think?
This sweater has been in the family for a while. My mom wore it when she was a toddler in the 50s, and then me and my two sisters did as well. Before I get the chance to mend it and replace the missing buttons, I’ve been meaning to create a way to display it in the nursery (corner). I love bold, primary colors and thought it would be an interesting visual piece.
I’ve had an unfinished gallery frame with broken glass (oops) since August and finally decided to do something about all of these projects. The frame was perfect for displaying something with depth, but the challenge was to make the backing at the back of the frame instead of at the front. I did this by covering the backing with fabric and then stapling the ends of that fabric to the back of the wood frame. That forced the backing to the back, and because the sweater is actually supported by a string which is attached to the frame, the backing should stay in place without any stress.
I blogged about this a while ago, but I’ve finally got more pictures to share. Our wonderful friend Janene made this beautiful quilt by hand! It was such a wonderful surprise. She knows how much I love a hand-made gift, and I hope she knows how much we appreciate the time she took to create such a special heirloom. The colors are bold and fun and such a happy mix of oranges and reds that we love. Jax loves to play on it and tug at the stripes.
Look at that edge! I love how the border is pieced together to match the big stripe.
Janene even used organic cotton batting for this blanket. So thoughtful.
Grabbing for the stripes…He usually tries to pick them up.
Thank you so much, Arthur and Janene! I will finally get your thank-you card to you once this semester is over. My tardiness doesn’t at all reflect how much we’re enjoying the blanket!