1 monday ago, 5ish-7ish afternoon

the surveyor

today he learned how to pedal. round and round  and his shadow grew longer...



come gather round ducks -wherever you roam-



5.7.11 roam beachin' (other momday pics)



to my left



to my right



met a new friend at ground sand



while we roam



and roam...

to the water, fro the water...

and the water roams too



 into The Brr: catching me



plays with found nature-made objects...



also plays well with the plastics.




gets the silllies with mama...



and sometimes the roughies...

Can't get enough of your love...



or yours either...



sayin' cheese while eatin' cheese

You know how people try to get kids to smile for a picture by saying "say cheeeeese!"  Well that never worked with Milo.  He would either ignore me or look at me like I had lost my mind. 

And then today, randomly, he looks up at me as I'm aiming my phone at him to snap a pic and he says, "CHEEEEEESE!"

Maybe it was the bowl full of doritos...I don't know...but 2 year olds are weird.

"Everybody must get stoned." thanks, Bob

Milo has a new thing.  A new trick, if you will.  He sticks this little stick thing into the passenger seat in front of him, using it as a microphone, and he sings.  Loudly.

Making me rethink the playing of "Rainy Day Women #12 and 35"


Well, they’ll stone ya when you’re trying to be so good

They’ll stone ya just a-like they said they would
They’ll stone ya when you’re tryin’ to go home
Then they’ll stone ya when you’re there all alone
But I would not feel so all alone
Everybody must get stoned

~Bob Dylan

23 weeks

Week
23

Still to go
17 weeks

Which is
119 days

Time passed
23 weeks 0 days

Trimester
Second

On second thought I probably shouldn't be riding roller coasters

This is the look of someone who is 6 months pregnant and probably shouldn't be riding a roller coaster.  Even a kid roller coaster.  You know that metal bar that sits down on your lap?  Yeah.  It's tight.

And that is the look of a 2.5 year old thinking, "Oh Fuck Yeah."

22 weeks (mother's day)

This week the baby is as big as a spaghetti squash *8 inches, 1 lb*

This week also marks the beginning of heartburn, 'roids, and melasma.  But, hey, mama got a cute bump.

For mother's day weekend, we took to the road w/ my mom and went as far east as we could (without leaving the U.S., that is).

The past 2 summers of taking Milo to the ocean were -in a word- challenging.  He had no tolerance for "hanging out" under an umbrella and relaxing next to the tides.  Oh no.  This year -albeit a short weekend jaunt- he was more persauded to bond with the beach and just enjoy....



helping Granny put up the tent



We had beatiful -72 degree-weather and no crowded beach!



I do believe I have a beach lover on my hands.  Finally!



And I did a little of this...




and experienced a little of that



and then we got busy with some other stuff...



The hotel -being "family friendly"- had an arcade next to the (indoor!) pool. 



Every morning, Milo was very interested in going down there to play.  And -at times-pick his nose.




And lotso quarters were used...



We headed down to the boardwalk and Milo got some superb aeriel views from the Carousel.



and rode some fancy rides.

This is one of my proudest moments (not just because I'm sporting some pregnancy boobage).  Milo is not one for restaurants.  And he sat here in a booth.  The entire time.  I ate a salad and 2 slices of pizza while sitting -not chasing a 2 year old around while waiting for a to-go order! Total WIN.  I might have let him play with knives in order to stay seated.  Ahem,yes.



Thank you, mom, for making this a special weekend for us.  (And putting up with my moody, uncomfortable, wish my husband was home, pregnant and sober self!)



And thank you, Milo, for making me a mom (and reminding me to have fun and play a little...)