Ira's playing with playdough right now, so here's a couple of more visual summaries of our life.
Ira in his boat (diaper box)
Ira playing on his drum (cottage cheese container and spatula)
That's right. Most kids trash their toys, but in our house we toy our trash.
This is about my limit though. The neighbor left out these plastic plant containers and Ira has turned it into his new favorite game, endlessly kicking them around. Here he's saying, "Mom! It's bucket time!!!" But I'm at the kitchen table nursing Eliot.
Another instance where Ira looks horribly neglected. I was having trouble nursing Eliot that day, finally got him going, and wasn't about to stop just because Ira's pants fell down. I just kept yelling, "Pull up your pants, dude!" But he just kept trying to blow bubbles with his giant wand.
Sorry these pics aren't the best quality. Anthony and I went down to Pennsylvania to visit Mom and Dad, and hit the outlets. It was really good to see some old friends again, Ira got some good grandparent time in, and Anthony and I got a load of cheap clothes.
This is my friend Leah, who I met in Pittsburgh, lives in New York, and just happened to be in Reading the same day. Our paths keep crossing at the most random of times, happily of course. :)
My friend Nichole and her beautiful family! I think Ira has a little crush on Emma, and I'm tempted to arrange a marriage between the two.
The job search is still progressing. By next update, we just may know where we are going! Anthony's been a champ through the process. I can't imagine how stressful it could be trying to decide which opportunity to take advantage of.
Alright, playdough boy beckons. Love you guys!






1 comment:
Hahaha... I love the 'toy our trash' bit. Isn't it ironic how kids often love the packaging more than the $$$ item inside it?
- Nathan Quinn
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