Sandox fun.

We recently relocated the contraband sandbox (against apartment rules - psh) to the corner of our little porch area instead of right beside our door. Now it gets more shade and less sand comes inside. Win/win. Big E can be found here most of the day.
Little A is another story. He loves it. Looooovves it. As soon as I take the cover off he makes a b line. Trouble is, when he gets there, he eats sand by the fistfuls as if his very life depends on it. As if in a panic of starvation (perhaps because he knows I'm about to put the kibosh on it) he jams handful after fat little handful of sand down his gullet.

Can babies have Pica?

But sometimes, after I've taken him in and washed the sand out of his mouth, he will sit in it and play as nature intended - digging, throwing, making tracks with cars, wriggling fingers through, etc.
And a good time is had by all.

In other news - for some reason yesterday Amos was cracked up by Eli saying, "Pinch." Can't explain it. There was no physical pinching - play or otherwise. But this kid just howled with laughter.



Sorry for the poor video quality. I have a better one taken with the camera, but I've had very limited success uploading camera videos to blogger. Any suggestions?

Mother's Day Revisited

The other day, the fella was reminiscing via our family blog and read aloud to me this post from my first Mother's Day:

Today has been the loveliest of days. We celebrated my first Mother's Day with yummy food and a gorgeous day in the park with my fellas. It could not have been sweeter. Well, that's not true. It could have been sweeter if I had not been up making pots until...wait for it...FIVE A.M.

This year, my Mother's Day gratitude is heaped upon my sons, the lovely fella, my Mama and those who've mothered me and my loved ones over the years...and the universe, for giving me a break from pottery for a while.

Don't get me wrong. I miss it. But I don't miss the pressure, the deadlines and staying up all night to fill orders.

Now I'm up all night snuggling A-Boogie. And that is better.

This Mother's Day (week) had us on the beach in Washington...

Playing with my sisters in Seattle...

playing with my Mama, Yaya...
Getting sandy back at home...

Shopping for silly stuff with Katie at Talulah Jones...

Going to see the sweetest hour and twenty minutes of cinema ever: Babies...

And getting totally inspired by the books the fella got me for Mothers Day:

Click on the covers to see what the fuss is all about.

And keep checking here for the venture these books have inspired me to embark upon shortly with the boys.

Happy Easter friends!Under cover of darkness last night we set to work doing some Easter morning prep. The Easter Bunny brought a sandbox for the boys (that's one strong bunny to get 6 bags of sand up 3 flights of stairs). We were so excited because we basically live on our porch when it's nice out and a sandbox will be such a fun addition.
So I set to work decorating the little sandy corner.
Ta Da!
What fun to wake up to this on Easter morning. And E-man loved it. A-boogie played in the sand some too, but still mostly thinks it's for eating. Mmmm. Crunchy.
Easter shadows.
Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. Yay for finally getting these boys in their mama-made Easter britches! So sweet!

Beautiful Easter day. Hope yours was too!