Tuesday, November 13, 2007

I, love



If you've got 10 minutes to spare, you should really watch this slideshow/video multimedia piece on MediaStorm. It's about this young couple who got pregnant and decided to keep the baby and start a family. The guy was named the college photographer of the year last year, so all the photos are incredible. Definitely a quality I aspire to. Their love is exquisitely captured with the video and confessional-style videos. Their little baby girl, Madelyn, was just born last month. Anyway, it's a really beautifully told story. Check it out.

Julian is asleep (wheee!) and Ian's out on an errand. It's such a quiet house. It's eerie in a way. Both of the boys have been in really good spirits lately. Julian is a 9-month-old with a belly full of laughs. He chuckles to himself all the time. Eating raisins, inspecting leaves on the porch, grabbing mommy's hair or glasses. It's this quick, guttural huhuhuhuhuh. I'll have to post a video soon. It's really too cute. The seven or so teeth he has are fully grown in now. We suspect he might be teething, but hell, I think kids this age are always in some stage of teething and are always mildly fussy, so we could be making it up.

His hair is growing longer. This sweet mess of wee blond curls. Again, so very adorable. He's still Grabby McGrabs Alot; he finds it particularly gratifying to grab your tongue after he's fed you a raisin. He's lost interest in the cords near the computers, but I'm sure he fantasizes at night about some undisturbed time alone with the dog food.

Oh, and we think he's given us his first sign! It's milk, of course. (The sign is squeezing your hand into a fist. As if you're milking a teat. Charming, I know.) I haven't seen him do it unprompted, but if I ask him, "Julian, what do you want? Do you want some milk?" and accompany it by a sign, his little hands sort of close and open, but it's almost like he doesn't realize he's doing it. Good enough for mama, though. Once again, must post video.

85 degrees today. Might go swimming again at Barton Springs. It's hard to get into the Thanksgiving mindset when it still feels like summer.

That's all for today. I need to enjoy myself during this rare occasion of time alone.

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