Monthly Archives: July 2010

I am quite sure that most people don’t wait until their first child is out of the house to have a second.  But how are you supposed to give the first child anything when the second limits you to one … Continue reading →

Clapping her hands is a new and favorite activity.  Usually because she wants us to imitate her and say, “Good job, Katherine!” She happened to be both clean and in a fantastic mood (two things that rarely go together).  But … Continue reading →

Last night a bunch of the young people from Sydney’s community got together to play volleyball.  As I learned last time we visited, there is apparently nothing that gets me more excited than the possibility of playing volleyball.  I don’t … Continue reading →

This morning I drove Katherine to the farmer’s market, half an hour away, where her grandmother was selling vegetables and her uncle was serving up cheesecake and salad for the Tastes of the Valley culinary competition (which he won!).  We … Continue reading →

In the back yard of the cabin there is a small clump of blueberry bushes.  Today our landlord kindly encouraged us to take advantage of them, since he gets plenty from his daughter.  We dove right in!  A big bowl … Continue reading →

I am feeling much better in this pregnancy than I did when I was at this point with Katherine.  Regular meals, for example, rather than subsisting on popcorn and sparkling water.  And I like a lot of things I definitely … Continue reading →

“The place doesn’t even list its area code.” “It’s the same as here.” “But it’s far away from here.” “All the province has the same area code.  Two provinces, actually.” The Iowan (five area codes) looks at the Nova Scotian … Continue reading →

When we’ve described our upcoming travel and moving plans to people, some have said “How exciting!”  Others, perhaps a bit more blunt, have said, “You’re crazy.”  Two dissertations, two adults, and one child will be flying across the Atlantic to … Continue reading →

On Sunday the entire clan drove to Blomidon Provincial Park, where we walked Scot’s Bay at low tide, drove up the mountain for a picnic in the cooler mountain air, and walked along the wooded trails.  I am still learning … Continue reading →

Mickey had to move because he’s light enough for Katherine to move across the floor.  The bear, however, she merely pats occasionally. The elegant, but oh-so-dangerous stairs.  Currently rather effectively blocked by suitcases. The loft. A corner of the loft, … Continue reading →