Friday, July 24, 2009

Animal Daddies and My Daddy

A conversation I envision some years down the road...

Harris: Mom, why don't I have a daddy?

Me: Well, "daddy" is the name for a parent that is male. Mommy and I are both female. That is why you don't have a "daddy".

Harris: But all of my friends have a mommy AND a daddy.

Me: Not all sweetie- little Joey has 1 mommy, and, well, little Tiffany only has a daddy, and little Stephan has a grandmom and granddad. See? Not everyone has to have 1 mommy and 1 daddy.

Harris: Mom, you are so smart... and beautiful... and talented... and...

Ok, so maybe I got a little carried away with that last bit... I never really envisioned the answer to that question to be all that difficult. I figure, he will want a matter-of-fact kind of answer- most kids do. I don't really feel the need to delve into the whole emotional and dynamic world of homosexuality when my young child asks me this. The answer, as stated above, I think is very true to life and honest.

So why am I writing this post? Because I am confused. Confused about what? A children's book entitled "Animal Daddies and My Daddy". It is a simple, innocent Little Golden Book circa 1968.
When I called my mom and asked her to send a collection of books for Harris from when I was growing up, she did, gladly, and purposefully put each book into that box that she felt Harris would enjoy. I was overjoyed when that box came, and I poured over all of the fantastic books that I remembered from my childhood. Then I came across this book, and I didn't know what to make of it really. On one hand, the book is really cute and sweet. It has beautiful pictures and a warmth to it's pages that I would love to share with Harris.

But I can't get passed the "Daddy" part... It is very Daddy heavy- obviously- it is all about Daddies. So... what do I do? I don't want to confuse his young mind that is still trying to find the right words to call us. I think that it would be supremely confusing to bring about this "daddy character" when there is no such thing in Harris' life. Also, it just makes me feel a bit unsettled to read "daddy this" and "daddy that". Can anyone else share their thoughts on this? What do I do with this book?

Monday, July 20, 2009


The Camping Trip:

Fun, Exciting, Stressful, Cheerful, Challenging, Moist, Cold, Hot, Clean, Filthy, Serene

Traveled with: Mindi, Mindi's Sister, Myself, Little Harris
day 1: Piled into the car, and towed the trailer a mild 2 hours to Seaquest State Park, WA. The weather at home was 75ish- the weather in Castle Rock, WA was about 55. The site was nice, large, and very shaded. We cooked Veggie Burgers over the fire after setting up the screen tent. Harris was a huge help. S'mores soon followed (a bit early for the adults, but we wanted Harris to have the experience). Harris didn't like them... Off to bed for little Harris, followed by an evening around the fire for the adults. It was dandy until we realized that Mindi forgot to pack a sweatshirt...

day 2: Delicious eggs for breakfast, made by Mindi. I swear, her eggs ROCK (as does her salmon) even though she doesn't eat them herself... She never even tasted them- this girl is good! I did a little load of laundry in our Sputnik washing machine and hung it up to dry. We also discovered that not only did Mindi forget a sweatshirt, Lynn forgot her tennis shoes AND the baby carrier! Man oh man... We all hopped in the car and headed to Centralia, WA to visit the "Antique Row". We stumbled into a thrift store and found a ring sling! Hallelujah! I wasn't really looking, but it jumped out at me! $3! wahoo!

day 3: We had a mishmash breakfast of toast, cheese, etc. and set out for our next destination- but not before the silly Lynn moved the car too much in an attempt to get the trailer tongue latched onto the tow ball, and ended up with the entire tongue of the trailer on the ground... Thank goodness that there were 2 very burly men at the next site over that helped us out with that one... We had lunch on the road, and when we stopped, I realized that I had also forgotten to secure the closet door in the trailer, resulting in the entire closet innards on the floor of the trailer... We arrived at our 2nd destination- a privately owned campground called Wrights for Camping in Cannon beach, OR. The website is wretched, but the campground was fantastic- very clean, well kept, and cozy with free showers and pay laundry. Typically, I do not covet the washer/dryer on camping trips, but we needed it since none of our clothes from day 2 were even remotely dry, and now we had wet, stinky towels to take care of... we set up camp and had spaghetti for dinner. We also managed to find a couple sweatshirts for Mindi at a second hand shop. thank God- it was freezing by the beach...

day 4: More laundry, more delicious eggs, some showers, and a trip into downtown Cannon Beach. At first glance, it was a place I would love to live, at second and third glance, it was a place out of a creepy horror movie, where everything is super quaint and perfect until the tourists start mysteriously disappearing...

day 5: Another Mishmash breakfast and more laundry. Every morning up until this point we had been waking up to a lot of condensation on the inside of the trailer. I wanted to have the windows open so that we could dry things out, but it was quite chilly outside and I didn't want the camper to lose heat. Luckily, we washed all the sheets at Wright's. We hitched up the trailer and started driving to stop number 3. 15 minutes into the drive, I asked Mindi, "So, you put the sheets back in the camper right?"...

30minutes later, we were really on our way to stop number 3...

After what seemed like an obscenely long drive, we ended up at our 3rd camp at Lake Sylvia State park in Montesano, WA. This campsite, was, by far, the BEST of the 3. It was 50% surrounded by clear lake water that we could access easily from our campsite.

day 6: Pancakes for breakfast this day. We decided to stick around the campground and explore since it was so beautiful. Finally, the weather was in the upper 70's, low 80's and the clothesline was doing it's job. Harris and I sat on the edge of our campsite, with our feet in the water, looking at the salamanders and water gliders. Mid afternoon, we were visited by a friendly group of geese. After a nice nap, We all rented a paddle boat and took it out onto the lake. Harris was not having it AT ALL, and so Mindi and her sister dropped Harris and I off LITERALLY at our campsite, and then they paddled off to return the boat and meet us at the beach. We roasted veggie dogs over the fire for dinner.

day 7: We awoke to the friendly geese chillin' next to our expired campfire. It was cute for about 5 minutes. Knowing that we wanted to eat, and that they did too, we had to gently yet firmly let the geese know that we were paying for the campsite, not them...
Breaking down camp was bittersweet. I think that we were all ready to head home, but it felt a shame to leave the beautiful lake view. 2 hours later we were home and showering. It was a great trip!

The Sprinkle Baby:

Inquiring minds have been asking about the little Sprinkle. We are now 21 weeks as of Saturday. The Friday before we left for camping, we had our 20 week ultrasound. Everything is looking great with the baby. Sprinkle was kicking up a storm and being a little acrobat. We did not find out the sex with Harris, and I am going to plead the fifth with this baby. Surprises are a beautiful thing! I have not taken any belly shots of this pregnancy. For those of who that have had babies before, and held onto some of that extra weight might be able to sympathize with me here. I promise, I am getting bigger! Maybe I will post some good pics as I get further along. If you are dying for belly shots, you can always look back at my archives from the second half of my pregnancy with Harris- starting about July 2007...

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Hot Days In The Summer

I love hot summer days. I grew up in Chicago, where, when it was hot, it was HOTT. I loved midwest summers. The fondness I have for the memories of those sweltering hot days is immeasurable. Seattle summers are decidedly milder. It is pretty rare that the desire for a tall glass of ice cold lemonade enters my mind. The thought of going to the beach makes me shiver, and the realization that lightning bugs don't exist here makes me sad. A day like today, however, was just what I needed to get my spirits up! 81 beautiful degrees, and I was itching for a little kiddie pool action and some ice cream cones with the little bit. Harris and I sat with our friend Crystal on our front porch- our thighs burning from the dark brown painted concrete. We all huddled into the tiny bit of shade calling from the welcome mat. There, we indulged in Cookies 'n Cream ice cream, smooshed into sugar cones. MMMMM

Following a little ice cream love, Harris cleaned up in the kiddie pool, all the while, enjoying our newest pool addition- His sponge balls.

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They were a big hit in the kiddie pool, and surely followed him to bath time later this evening! The sponge balls are super easy to make and way better than water balloons any day of the week!


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