Vocabulary.

Here are the words I know.

Mama ("ma-ma")
Dada ("da-da")
Banana ("na-na!")
Puppy ("pu-pa"}
Coat ("koe")
Sock ("ock")
Cracker ("crackah")
Hop ("op")
Baby ("BAY-be!")
Bath ("ba")
Keys ("kee")
Car ("ca")
Ball ("ba")
Airplane, park, stroller, pajamas, blog, fillet mignon, hat, random people on the street, truck, bottle of lotion, flashlight, bathrobe, kitchen utensil, DVD and all the other words I need. ("ca" or "ba")

Aunt Jennifer, Uncle Steve and the last throes of summer

Aunt Jennifer and Uncle Steve sent a disc full of pictures. Mom didn't even know. It got buried and Dad just popped it in the MacBook yesterday. Turns out, Aunt Jennifer and Uncle Steve have taken more pictures of me than my own parents! And they're good. And when they were here, it was still summer. Now it's fall. The leaves are turning as yellow as bananas.

So I picked out a few pictures to share. Just to show you how good we had it.

Here's me and the photographers: Aunt Jennifer and Uncle Steve. They live in Raleigh and they have three dogs who I've never met.

Here's me eating blueberries. Ah summer.

Here's me on a chair in my Keens.

Here's me with my cousin Jack and Mom who's reading to us. Jack is Dylan's big brother. He lives in McMinville.

Here's me in my Italia shirt sliding. See Uncle Steve and Seeger in the background?

And this is me clapping for all the good pictures.

The haircut

I know I know. It's been a while. Let me tell you this whole blogging thing is a cruel mistress. First, the lack of quality photographic material coming from mom and dad. Then add to that my busy, busy schedule. Well, I'm sure you can see where this is going. Down a rat hole of excuses. But I'll spare you that and give you the news: I got a haircut.
This is the before picture. I'm wearing my retiree sweater. It was a gift from Aunt Poosers. I like it a lot because it's snuggly, but you can see how it makes me look like a pensioner trying to keep the chill of old age at bay. But anyway. Take a good look at those curls peeking out over my shoulder because...


The next morning, Grandma Dyrness cut them off. It was for the best, really. I was kind of getting a mullet. I'm sitting with Dad and that's Aunt Poosers there saving the trimmings for mom. Mom was away for work when all this went down. I don't know if she could have watched it anyway But Grandma gave me a really good haircut.

Then we all went to the farmer's market and bought cheese.



P.S. Thanks to Grandpa Dyrness for the great pictures!