no offense julie andrews,

Rain drops on roses and whiskers on kittens are all good and well, but our favorite things are looking more like this:

And this:

And this:

And also some of this:

With a dash of a sudsy duck-dressed-as-a-rubber chicken tossed in for good measure:

And to Mrs von Trapp’s credit, had we seen wild geese flying with the moon on their wings they would make the weekend list too, but unfortunately the only thing that I saw while the moon was up this weekend was the back of my eyelids.

It was one of those weekends…the weekend that we’ll think about in February when the world is barren and we start twitching every time we glance at the bikes in the corner of the basement.  Saturday kicked off with my second session at a little running training program that I’m doing, and then we jumped on our bikes for a ride around UVA and then downtown for breakfast.  We then headed to the library to inquire about books about airplanes (AIRPEE!! AIRPEE!!) and discovered to everyone’s delight that they have an entire shelf of children’s books about airplanes.  Yes Virginia, there is a Santa Claus.  We loaded up on books (Drew offered to ride with the child and the library books on his bike. Winning!) and then it was home for a collective family nap session.  After that, Drew took Asher to see some excavation equipment on a work site while I ran a couple of errands, then we hit a BBQ with friends and then it was bathbednightnight and Drew headed to work (ok, that part was kind of a bummer on our otherwise dreamy day) and I relaxed with a movie, a glass of wine, and visions of a laughing child dancing through my head.  My laughing child, more specifically.

On Sunday I took Asher to the airport (AIRPEE!! AIRPEE!! Noticing a trend here?) tolook at planes and placate him before heading to the grocery.  We went to the water park with friends in the afternoon and then kissed Drew goodbye as he headed out for work and Asher and I looked at pictures of the weekend and talked some more about…wait for it…airplanes!  Have you recovered from the shock of that?  Should I splash some water on your face?

I attempted to poll Asher about the weekend to get some input from him about what he liked best and here’s what we came up with:

Favorite thing we did? Airpee!
Favorite thing you ate? Airpee!
Favorite place to go? Airpee!
Favorite Norwegian soccer club? Airpee!

well, you get the idea.  But one incidental take-home point from our weekend of smiles?  It was all free!  Riding bikes, the library, construction sites, the airport, public park…every last bit of it didn’t cost a nickle.  These outings are to be savored both because they’re immensely charming and because of course, the timer is ticking on how long Asher will go totally bonkers over a bulldozer on the side of the road.

This however, will always be free and will always make me smile:

Asher is so enamored with riding bikes now that he wants to be ever at the ready, and while he was happy to ditch his clothes, he didn’t want to take his helmet off for quite a while yesterday afternoon.  At least that’s the story that we’re sticking to.

Happy Monday!

PS: perhaps you are wondering why a child that is SO obsessed with airplanes came out of the weekend without a single picture of himself and an airplane. The short simple answer is that his enthusiasm trumps the camera. We’re working on it.  As soon as he learns to say the word “Airport” I have a feeling that we’re in big trouble.

It’s in the can.

Labor on labor day?  Sounded good to me, but so far, no dice.  Drew’s working in the hospital today and I’m taking care of some work things and house things and thought I would share some pictures from the weekend.

On Saturday, we converted about 15 lbs of tomatoes from the garden into salsa and canned it.  This was our first canning venture, and we both enjoyed it.  We don’t have a pressure canner so we just used the water bath method, and given the small quantiy that we were working with, it went pretty quickly.  Now we’re thinking about making tomato sauce, and pickles and…oh right, we’re waiting on a baby to arrive.  Well, I’ll let you know if we stock the shelves with any other summer goods, and how the salsa turned out!

IMG_8567The prep work…skins removed from the tomatoes, diced onions and diced bannana peppers and jalpenos from the garden.

IMG_8572The skins waiting to head to the trash.

IMG_8573Cooking the salsa down…

IMG_8577And filling the jars before sticking back them back in the boiling water to seal them.

IMG_8619Voila!  The finished product.  Now the question remains, when do we dig in?

celebration station…

Well, I am one spoiled little lady…this past weekend was one of celebration!  On Friday, my office hosted a very sweet shower and lunch in little Bonkers’ honor and we had a great time laughing and imagining the little guy in his new outfits as he discovers what this world is all about day by day.  -7


We then went over to Mom and Skip’s for an early birthday fiesta which was delicious!  Mom decorated with bright colors and spoiled us with homemade soup, enchiladas and black beans and rice.  Oh!  And a really good salad…Drew is waiting for a bottle of Mom’s homemade 1000 Island dressing right now ;-).  We were given a high chair earlier in the day, so of course that was set up at the head of the table in honor of the little fella that is still catching a ride with me (Elmo’s just keeping it real down there):


And I cheated the diabetes a little for a piece of my favorite flourless chocolate cake from a delicious local bakery…we figured that if I was going to eat cake we might as well go for the gusto!



On Saturday my ladies here hosted a great shower at our friends Trip and Lindley’s house.  They made a gorgeous spread of food, complete with four kinds of tea sandwiches, white sangria, fizzy lemonade and cupcakes.  For those of you that check the blog with some regularity, you know how I feel about cupcakes…but I digress.  We were once again spoiled by everyone’s generosity and thoughtfulness and I was overwhelmed with the kindness of all of the ladies.


My friend Autum brought her 9 week old son, Xavier, so all the ladies took a turn snuggling on him and he was beyond obliging to all of the attention.  You can see him here with Lindsay and Kelly:


Jo Ellen sent what is sure to be one of Drew’s favorite outfits for the baby:


And the shower closed with lots of hugs and thank yous and again, more laughing.  That night, we carried right on with a party so that the fellas could get in on some of the fun without having to exercise their ohhhs and awwws too much.  In fact, they spent the day shooting skeet at our friend Kyle’s house.  The guys felt that it was best to get Drew out with some guns and beer before he was subjected to a land of diapers and pastels, and he said that it was a great day.  There was a little blood shed, but everyone survived (fear not, no one was shot, just a little hit to our friend Kyle’s head) and they came home with big grins.

On Sunday Drew and I took a little overnight trip to nearby Staunton, an extremely charming historical town.  We stayed in a Bed and Breakfast there called the Belle Grae Inn, and the innkeepers very sweetly upgraded us to a suite with a huge tub, so I was a happy mama.  Drew treated me to a birthday dinner at a restaurant that we’ve been wanting to go to since we moved here, the Staunton Grocery, which specializes in local seasonal fare.  It was the kind of meal that is so delicious that it really compromises any good conversation because we were both so enjoying each bite.

On Monday we spent the morning poking around Staunton and then headed back to Charlottesville for some errands and an appointment with our midwife, Donna.  She confirmed that the baby is facing in the right direction, we heard that fantastic heartbeat and she said that everything appears to be right on track!  We have started our weekly appointments now, so we’ll see Donna every Monday until the big day. With only 4 (well, ok, possibly 6 if he decides to take his time) weeks left, we’re pretty much just waiting at this point, and I’m crossing my fingers that I won’t possibly be able to get much bigger…but all he’s doing in there at this point is putting on weight, so I think that’s a feeble hope at best.

And finally…our tomatoes are in!  Here are some pictures of the bounty that we came home to last night: (Lemon Boy and a decidedly un-whopperish Whopper)100_2431


Tomatoes are so perfect.  Summer at its best.

So, that’s the re-cap.  I feel so lucky to have a supportive and wonderful community here…the glow of this weekend will be sticking with me at 3am feedings for sure, thank you to everyone for your kindness and enthusiasm!

Funny Face.

It’s Monday, and while this isn’t particularly relevant to anything, I just ate the most delicious Fuji apple that was so full of flavor and juice that it actually sent some juice flying across the room when I bit into it.  What a tasty way to kick off my morning!


Ok, down to the serious business here (haha).  We had a long weekend it seemed, though it was the usual Saturday and Sunday.  Drew is building a fence with a friend that just bought a house, so they hammered and sawed away at that all day Saturday in the sweltering heat and made impressive progress.  We went to dinner at one of our favorite restaurants Saturday night and just took our time enjoying the outdoor seating and food.  It’s a Tapas restaurant, so we enjoyed the multiple course feel of getting little bites progressively and agreed that our favorite of the evening was a crab stuffed chilli pepper in a smoked ancho sauce.  Yum.  We talked about things other than this baby of ours for most of the meal (shocking, I know) but did come back to his imminent arrival at the end of the night as we talked about traditions that we want to either carry on, ditch, or implement with our budding family.  Of course the little man isn’t going to know the holidays from his elbow this coming year (yeah, or really next year for that matter), but we figure we can start amusing ourselves with laying some of the foundation for birthdays and Christmas and weekly activities in this coming year.  We then both went a little tradition planning crazy before realizing that we needed to reign it in and hunt down some diabetes friendly dessert.

Amelia04Me around the same age as D in the picture above.

Following that conversation, for some reason I started thinking about what the baby might look like…which is a very abstract concept at this point, and something that Drew and I both admit to giving very little thought to.  We’ve wondered a little, but I’ve at least never actually tried to picture any of his features…how could I?  Mom and Skip shared some scanned pictures from my childhood this past week, and I’m going to pull some pictures of Drew that Jo Ellen sent to us because, while it’s true that this guy is largely going to look like himself, there is something charming about imagining seeing bits of each of our families in his face.  It’s funny to think that I have no idea what this person that we are about to know so well will look like, while in the very near future I won’t ever be able to imagine not knowing his face.  Soon enough, soon enough.