What a treat it was to have my mama and her sister at our house. We laughed and talked so much . . . poor Tall House, Double Cup still has an ear infection from his masterful turn at the power washing helm so he was left out of a lot of the fun . . . but it was mostly girlie fun any way.
I am working the Wordstock Literary Festival all weekend - and by all weekend, I mean all day Saturday and Sunday - this would normally be a treat but we are looking at two days of sun and 70 degree weather and for Portland, that is amazing.
Find your own pose!
I think all three of us are feeling a little hung over from Easter - candy, eggs, wine, family . . . . but before we tripped the light fantastic on ham we had an early morning egg hunt in the pretty green yard where tuplips are in full bloom and lillacs are just starting. Tall House, Double Cup cooked a special breakfast of abelskivers with his new abelskiver turners from Nana.
mr. big modeled his pretty easter sweater . . .
spent a lot of time dodging Tyler's fists of fury. E comes from the school of "talk it out" while Tyler comes more from the school of "bonk on the head and run."
Tall House, Double Cup became Tall Sudser, Super Soaker this weekend. How much does the power washer rock? It's like we have a whole new deck and walk . . .
He also got a special dispensation from my desire to have him not chew gum until he was a "big kid" beacuse that fabulous wind-up chicken at the top of the picture actually dispenses little gum ball pellets - and not from his beak! Here are some pictures of E chewing his first piece of gum ever! He was so worried about swallowing it that he spit it out every five seconds to look at it.
Tall House, Double Cup was out last night playing poker last night so I had a bachlorette dinner. A cupcake and wine while watching Survivor. not bad. 
Our library hosted Newbery Award winner Kate DiCamillo Monday night. Our event was a great success - a sold out lecture with over 900 students, teachers, librarians, and parents squeezing into the old church.
Afterwards, the signing line was amazing - it went on for two hours. I got some books signed for E and his teachers as well as some gift copies. After the last chair was folded and last stanchion stacked away, our planning team went out for cocktails downtown. What fun it is to get to work on these projects! 
| You Are a Frappacino |
 At your best, you are: fun loving, sweet, and modern At your worst, you are: childish and over indulgent You drink coffee when: you're craving something sweet Your caffeine addiction level: low |
E starred in his first school performance yesterday, "The Runaway French Toast Sticks." Tall House, Double Cup and I were very excited, proud and nervous. THDC manned the video camera while I gave encouraging thumbs up and claps.
After the play we stuck around and played outside. E loves his school buddies very much! Oh . . . we are just such proud parents! E really is love wrapped in a sweet, sassy package!
In the Oregon rain we visited the Wooden Shoe Tulip Farm in Woodburn this morning. A great place to photograph E in his new Easter sweater.
What a time I had trying to photograph this sweater - and actually even wearing it was a bit of a chore. It is gynormous - and totally off on the fit for length, etc. I got lots of compliments on it at work - but I felt a bit like a fluffy green chick wearing it (and I mean the peep, peep kind not the hot, hot kind) and what else can people do but comment on the sweater that ate up library outreach services? I made it with a gorgeous varigated mohair that I bought in Siena, Italy during our trip last year.
The design is from Suss Hollywood Knits. In the original picture, model Kristy Hume is wearing it - and damm, she made it look good. And the pattern made it look easy. But this thing is tough - might have to go for a little wash and dry to shrink it.
Although I am a v.v. faithful martha reader, wacher, critic, and fan, I prefer to read about gardening, crafting, housekeeping much more than I like to do it - only cooking and knitting (and sometimes organizing)really inspire me - but once in a while I find a little project I can't resist. I drop everything, dash off to the necessary store and indulge. That's just what I did today. Inspired by a "good thing" from the April 06 Martha Stewart Living, I 
manipulated sheets of colored vellum into flowering buds - and it actually turned out! And it was the kind of project I could do while sitting with E watching the end of Toy Story 2. "I like your flowers Mama." E sometimes is annoyed with my knitting, "Put it away, now!" But paper flowers - not an issue.
We see this chipper pup on the way to E's school every day - it's the highlight of our trip usually. He advertises the local doggie day care and when he's not out on the street, E says, "The doggies are having a home day." "Home day" is the term E's teachers use when Will or Basil stay home with their moms - both work part-time so neither go to school M-F like E.
We went to the beach this weekend. Tall House, Double Cup and I felt the pull of walking on the beach, digging in the sand, and taking naps. We stayed in Gearhart for the first time - very chic chic - so many beautiful beach cottages.
We went into Seaside and did all the cheesy things you do in Seaside. E got a hat that looks like a hamburger and THDC bought yet another skull cap. We road on any toy that moved and even ate at a place called "Pig N Pancake." It turned out to be a bit too much fun - E spiked a high fever by 10pm and threw up quite violently. He recovered quite quickly - in time to head back to the beach in the early morning.
E's new favorite saying is, "Right on, brother." We have friends who call their kids "brother" and "sister" - which became very addictive to us after hanging out with them. The only odd thing is we don't have a "sister" yet - unless you count our cat, which is kind of creepy.
We decorated our Easter tree tonight. E was a bit disappointed that we weren't using a ladder - I guess my description of decorating a tree sounded more glamourous than it actually was. My great, great uncle always made a Tootsie Pop tree for me when ev
er I came to visit (South Dakota, 1970's) - I thought it was the most exciting thing - not just because I was a total candy junkie but that it was done just for me. We do so many things that are just for E - being the center of our world and all. I try to make every holiday really count - every tradition big and small. I wonder what will actually make him feel special. He is living such a different life than I did as a child - maybe most parents feel that way about their children.
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