On the occasion of his first birthday, the pint-size adventurer fearlessly traversed unexplored lands:
I supervised the picking up of leaves and throwing of sticks. I watched him plop himself down in the playground and throw sand onto his pants and shoes. I didn't stop him when he tentatively brought the sand to his mouth, partly because I thought that this lesson would best be learned the hard way, and partly because I knew that the disgusted grimace on his face would be really, really funny. (It was.)
He lets go of my hand with little hesitation these days - oh, bittersweet, I never knew you fully until now - but I love the fact that when all has been explored, he always comes toddling back into my arms.
[Hello friends! I've missed the blog world dearly, and I'm ready to jump back in. Is anyone still out there? I'm hoping to do a little Christmas recap and then finally, FINALLY, finish up Isaac's birth story. He just turned one...maybe I can get it done before he gets his driver's license? Oh, dear.
My husband gave me a Diana Mini camera for Christmas, and although at first I had no idea how to even load a roll of film into the thing -- now I absolutely love everything about it. I feel like the images it produces have such a unique and romantic look -- what do you think?
I hope you had a wonderful Christmas + New Years and I'm looking forward to catching up on your blogs!]