Tuesday, September 6, 2011

An Update in Pictures

I've been rather quiet lately, but we've been up to our usual shenanigans. In lieu of mostly words, here is a nice bouquet of recent pictures.

Zanna's first day at "daycare," aka Chez Nana. My return to work wasn't too traumatic. Of course I missed her tons, but I didn't have to worry about her since she was with my mom and then my mother in-law (Grammy!) later in the week. I'm currently working Tues/Wed/Thurs and will go back full-time toward the end of the month. 

One of Zanna's and my last errands pre-return to work: taking Gus to Petco to get his nails clipped. They were getting caught on everything. As usual, it took both groomers to hold him down and the process still took ten solid minutes. Z and I looked on in amusement. Not the least of which at the Cavalier King Charles that one of the groomers abandoned mid-clip to hold down the pug most recently known as The Path of Most Resistance. Completely worth the $10.

Typical dinner scene. We have been very into grilling this summer, mainly for the lack of pan washing that results. Z is very into her Bjorn. Dinnertime used to be her #1 cry time, but now she's either sleeping or smiling or staring at the dishwasher!

Hanging out with Doug Duck, her new favorite toy. She's really starting to grasp at objects and also bring her hands together, vocalize like it's the next big craze, and bear weight on her legs for pretty long periods of time! 13 weeks old today! 

Here we are at the cabin again. Three trips to the northwoods in three months! Unfortunately Micah had to stay back for work this time.

Clearly, she isn't going anywhere. She seems so much bigger than when we first brought her to the cabin at 3 1/2 weeks old! 

Mom and Jon getting the cabin ready to celebrate David's 18th birthday! My youngest sibling is now old enough to buy tobacco. As I've discovered so far, time with a child moves infinitely faster, so I'm sure it seems like yesterday to my parents that they were still dealing in diapers. (And that was a lot of diapers.) 

The majority of us, in front of the roaring fire. And Snoozy McSnoozerson is out for the count! I have a love/no love relationship with the Bjorn. It's so nice to have two hands sometimes, and Z really enjoys the view from this carrier. But after a while it really starts to hurt my back. We also have the Ergo carrier, which I think is a little more comfortable but requires the baby to be bigger to fit in it correctly, so that's probably where we'll head next. She's really not that into slings. 

As evidenced by the upturned hat, it was super windy up north! And a bit chilly! But after the dew points we had this summer, it was quite pleasant. I'm actually looking forward to cold weather. There, I said it. As much as I usually think I don't love winter, it's part of my Minnesota DNA, and the reality is that I'd be lost without the seasons.

The most fun you can have with two wax creations. David bore an uncanny resemblance to a Victorian era strongman...and Jon just looked like drag queen. On an aesthetic note, I was very pleased with how  the hint of red streamer helped frame the shot.

Here is one heavenly face I don't want to forget anytime soon!

On the way home, we made a stop at the Munsinger & Clemens Gardens in St. Cloud. We didn't know what to expect from a place where the directions from Hwy 94 start with "take a right at the prison," but it turned out to be absolutely fabulous. Ab Fab. Lovely. 

The Munsinger Gardens: beautiful plantings winding around paths under a ceiling of pine, bordering the Mississippi. For some reason the whole scene reminded me of the scene in The Parent Trap where Sharon and her mom are sitting in Boston Garden.

"What's that? You love it?" Actually, she really was into all the colors and shapes of the different flowers.

A hibiscus of epic proportions. 

And the Clemens Gardens! The stately English counterpart to the Munsinger flowers. Just up the hill and across the street. Totally gorgeous and impressive...and I'm not necessarily one to be wowed by a bed of marigolds. Mom and I kept saying "I can't believe we're in St. Cloud." Truly worth the stop if you ever get the chance. 

And with that, hello to fall!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Nicely done Abbe.
Luv, Dad