Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Fun outdoors

As the days get shorter and crisper, we are trying to spend more time outdoors.

Maizey has become quite the expert at...

And, at helping me in the garden. 

 By eating the unripe, and ripe, tomatoes.

Monday, September 24, 2012

More farm fun

Here are some additional Kensington shots from last weekend.
I am familiar with goats,
after my time at the UP State Fair...

And, if you remember, that experience taught me what they like...

I wasn't too happy when he ignored me though,
 so I tried to climb into his pen.

Got his attention back,
 and was a happy girl.

Here's Mama Goat.
Talk about some facial hair... Yeesh. 

I'd had about enough of this damn hat.
And the donkey didn't like it either.

So I pulled it off,
 and ran away to join a new family. Adults with wheels? Awesome.

Friday, September 21, 2012

How now brown cow

Last weekend, after a grueling family jog, we stopped by Kensington's farm to say hello to the beasties. (You may remember a former visit? Same shoes - but now she actually walks in them!)

Highlight? Beau. Born May 29, 2012.

Maizey and Beau were quite enamored with each other. Ah, young love.

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Controlled chaos

As the rest of the nation (minus Chicago - did you hear?) went back to school, we went back to Milford Library story time.

Our first was last fall, on September 26, when Maizey was nine weeks old.
"Baby Fun" story time. Relaxing. Lots of mom chats. Cooing. Quiet.

We've since graduated to "Tiny Tots" story time, for "walkers" 12-24 months. As the librarian explained during session #1 - it's the perfect example of controlled chaos.
Maizey was enamored with all the other kids.

Until she got all "Mean Girl" - 
And intentionally knocked over her new friend Hannah. (See the push coming?)

Luckily there was a book to distract her. 
Or, a librarian...

The end of the session is more like a surrender.
The toys come out. Moms stop trying to keep babies on laps. And they play.

Faves this time around?


What can I say? She likes the boys...

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Approaching equinox

In preparation for this weekend's fall equinox, I updated our Spurgeon Subway Art.

Subject to change as autumn progresses.
Next up? Halloween.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Hello weekend

Now that Renegade is over, Mom is back to focusing on her #1 priority. Me. And taking photos of me. All of us are loving the cooler weather, which equals fewer pesky buzzing skeeters and more time outdoors.

Enjoying the bird feeder.

 Getting intimate with fall foliage.

 And having heart-to-hearts with Dad.

Yep - life is good.
Happy weekend.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

These boots are made for walkin'

In case you missed my Facebook post, check out M's new skill - mastered while I was in Chicago peddling canine accessories.  (Although she'd been taking 3-4 steps at a time, she wasn't confidently stringing them together.) 

I like to think she practiced while I was gone so she'd have something to show me when I got back. (Rather than thinking I missed a milestone moment.)

Renegade Chicago was awesome. I had a great time and sold a lot of stuff. Watch for a wrap-up in the coming days...

Friday, September 7, 2012

Going it alone

Renegade Chicago, here I come. Alone.
Wish me luck. On selling. And not having a missing-Maizey-associated-meltdown.

I spent some time this morning finishing up last minute tasks. Like sewing. 
Hopefully I'll get out of here before six.

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Just like Mom

Maizey's new favorite activity is marching into the office (assisted by Mom's hand, of course), over to the computer chair, patting it and forcefully demanding, "UP!"

On weak days, I scoop her up, set her on the seat, scoot her in and let her pound away on the keyboard. Yesterday was one of those days.

I pulled up this shot, though, and it really gave her pause.
There was a lot of pointing and laughing.

Girlfriend loves her Grandma.
(And Grandma loves airport freebies en route to Alaska.)

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Buh Bye

Have fun in Alaska, Gram and Gramps!
I'll miss you!