SPD

Took a stroll around campus on St. Patrick's Day evening to enjoy the fresh air, take in the smell of cherry blossoms blooming everywhere, and run in circles with Henry.

Dinner On Call

The other night when Josh was on call, Henry and I braved the single-digit temperatures to bring some dinner to Dad. Yes, my son prefers fast food to my own cooking. (What's that expression about an apple falling far from a tree?)

It has been an extremely cold couple of weeks here, but a busy surgical rotation and a couple of projects to keep us busy have helped the time to pass. All three of us have been passing viruses back and forth since Christmas, which has kept Henry and me pretty much quarantined at home since the beginning of January. Blah. Off to Arizona next week for some much-needed time at the park with a few of our favorite Valentines. (But don't tell Henry yet, or he'll NEVER stop talking about it.)

A rare January day at the park
(70 degrees and sunny today, 40 degrees and snowy tomorrow!)

Christmas Pictures

A mix of pictures we took while in Arizona for Christmas...

2.

On Wednesday our guy turned 2.




Henry and I had come to Arizona the day before, so we held a small birthday party for him on Wednesday night at my parents' house with Bill, Alyson, Syd, Mia, and Kennie. The party featured loads and loads of balloons (with only a few mild injuries sustained while blowing them up), Henry's favorite Christmas album by Bela' Fleck and the Flecktones, a Frosty the Snowman cake, and a special guest appearance by Dad via Face Time on our phones. Henry had a blast dancing and jumping around all the balloons with his cute cousins. The video doesn't do justice to how much fun he had that night -- the boy can dance -- but it's the best one we ended up with. Thanks to everyone for the well wishes on his big day.

Videos:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tfDfGM7DECs

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E7fE3eCP_hQ

thanksgiving in dallas

We tried to take some family pictures while we were in Dallas for Thanksgiving. Be serious. It was 35 minutes full of tears, wiping Henry's nose, feeding him marshmallows between shots, and shouts of, "Henry! Look! Truck!" and, "Henry! Look! Plane!" and, "Henry! Look! Cows!" Thanks to Grandma and Grandpa for being such good sports about it. Here are some of the winning shots. Really.

(check out Grandpa's shadow on the tree. Very artful. An instant classic.)

Mom, how did you ever manage to do a family picture every year with three kids and Charlie?

Hooray!

We put up our tree this week, and every morning when Henry wakes up he runs out to see it glowing in the living room, jumps for JOY, and shouts, "Hooray!" (Thanks to Daddy for turning on the tree lights each morning, before heading to work, before the world is awake.)
It usually goes something like this, minus Dad, minus the sunlight.