Hello, all you wonderful blog followers!
Just a reminder that the "Who is this Bean?" contest is still ongoing... if you would like to wager a guess as to the actual date of birth, time, and sex of the baby, you still have a chance! Check the contest calendar at the bottom of this page for your chance to enter! We're in the last trimester at last, and it's not that far from butternut squash to sugar pumpkin! Act fast, time is running out!
Likewise, if you want a chance to *change* a previous answer, we are currently accepting applications...
Enjoy!
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Best Aunties Ever!!
Auntie Jen and Auntie Sarah threw us an amazing baby shower in our backyard this weekend. WOW. We left early Saturday morning, and returned to... fabulousness.
The table where folks could make nametags (very creative, diaper-shaped nametags!), write out some advice for the new moms, and address thank-you-note envelopes.
The table where folks could make nametags (very creative, diaper-shaped nametags!), write out some advice for the new moms, and address thank-you-note envelopes.
The backyard itself, with the tent that kept it from raining at all. Seriously, it was the first sunny day in this area since... um... graduation.
And a very securely put-up tent it was!
There was also a tent over the food table... Auntie Jen seemed to have gotten a little carried away, however. It's a tent-raising, not a tent-revival. (Can we get an Amen?)
There was also a tent over the food table... Auntie Jen seemed to have gotten a little carried away, however. It's a tent-raising, not a tent-revival. (Can we get an Amen?)
The gift-opening... with its concurrent and ever-deepening amazement at the generosity of our family, friends and neighbors. We may eventually pick our jaws up from the floor.
I have to say, one of the highlights for me was putting so many wonderful people, from so many facets of our lives, in one place. Baby showers are a place for common ground, for coming together in the mutual love of a little person... and, sometimes, for playing the keychain recording of the 2004 game seven ALCS Red Sox victory to a Yankee fan.
The two master-planner Aunties, always seeing to the details.
I have to say, one of the highlights for me was putting so many wonderful people, from so many facets of our lives, in one place. Baby showers are a place for common ground, for coming together in the mutual love of a little person... and, sometimes, for playing the keychain recording of the 2004 game seven ALCS Red Sox victory to a Yankee fan.
Oh, and practicing is always fun. May the Bean be as sweet-tempered as this little angel.
At the end of the day, the Aunties, along with Uncle Sam and Grandma and Poppy had brought everything inside, cleaned up the backyard, cleaned up the kitchen... we have never in our lives been so spoiled! Or so overwhelmed by how very lucky we are to have such people in our lives.
So very overwhelmed.
Thank you, thank you, a million times over and then some. If repetition helps at all, Bean's first words are going to be: "We are so lucky." And Bean will be right.
At the end of the day, the Aunties, along with Uncle Sam and Grandma and Poppy had brought everything inside, cleaned up the backyard, cleaned up the kitchen... we have never in our lives been so spoiled! Or so overwhelmed by how very lucky we are to have such people in our lives.
So very overwhelmed.
Thank you, thank you, a million times over and then some. If repetition helps at all, Bean's first words are going to be: "We are so lucky." And Bean will be right.Thursday, June 18, 2009
Monday, June 15, 2009
Boston Pride!
No, Poppy, this isn't a post about the Red Sox. Although they *are* in first place.
Watching some friends in the parade, as well - unfortunately for the blog, it was more fun to shout out and wave than to snap good pics. The one of a classmate of mine, marching in her clerical collar with her church (yay straight allies!) completely bleached. The following, although I didn't manage to get his face, is still appropriate - on so many levels.
It was, however, embarrassing to two just-barely-former officers of the HDS LGBT group that Andover Newton had a contingent marching in the parade, and we didn't. OOPS.
Boston's annual Gay Pride Parade!
Watching the parade outside the Boston Common, and we couldn't have asked for better folks to watch with! (Including those lovely Bean-uncles who brought along a chair for M!)
Watching some friends in the parade, as well - unfortunately for the blog, it was more fun to shout out and wave than to snap good pics. The one of a classmate of mine, marching in her clerical collar with her church (yay straight allies!) completely bleached. The following, although I didn't manage to get his face, is still appropriate - on so many levels.
It was, however, embarrassing to two just-barely-former officers of the HDS LGBT group that Andover Newton had a contingent marching in the parade, and we didn't. OOPS.
This just cracked me up. This woman was the lone bike amongst a group of motorcycles - and she redefined "biker chick" in my head.
Given the recent increase in states allowing same-sex marriage, there was a lot of cheering for various marriage equality groups. This particular picture makes me smile, though - an illustration, perhaps, of just how marriage equality works? 
Actually, we were quite pleased to see how many schools sent affinity groups or marching contingents to the parade - not just high schools, where gay-straight alliances have become more common, but preschools and elementary schools, where the diversity of the parents was far more important. It looks like our Bean is going to be in good company, which makes us pretty happy. (It was nice to see another lesbian couple with the stroller that we just got, too.)
Happy Pride!
Sunday, June 14, 2009
More Graduation Pictures
From Dad. Thanks!
Class photo after the worship service, Memorial Church, 6/3/09:
Receiving my diploma from Dean Graham, Memorial Church, 6/4/09:
On to new adventures!
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Silence, if not golden, at least expected
Mommy: finishing up the school year, fine-tuning report cards, finishing up and attending the 5th Grade Play, attending seminars on Responsive Classroom methods, and cleaning up her classroom. She has to be much more organized this year than she might be otherwise, as there's always a chance that it will be her maternity sub who's doing the unpacking and set-up. That's not the plan, but ya never know.
Mummy: celebrating graduation by diving headfirst into a summer intensive program of Clinical Pastoral Education. For those of you lucky enough not to know what that is, it's three days per week of hospital chaplaincy, and two days of lectures and group discussion, with at least two written assignments per week. A good program, and a good experience, but exhausting.
Bean: walloping Mommy... and occasionally Mummy, also. The kicks now have reverb, it's amazing. At about 27 weeks, we have passed another major milestone: although the Bean's lungs are not yet fully formed, it would not be a disaster if the baby were to be born now. (Which won't happen. I'm just sayin'.) Bean's eyes can open now, as well, so we can start playing with the baby like we do with the cat, shining a light on Mommy's belly and playing chase. Not that we'd ever treat the baby like a cat.
Family: practicing our birthing relaxations, trying to slow down and just spend time together, trying to get enough sleep, still making time to read to one another - so far, mostly us to the Bean. On tap for tonight? "Le Petit Nicolas." After the Sox game, that is.
Mummy: celebrating graduation by diving headfirst into a summer intensive program of Clinical Pastoral Education. For those of you lucky enough not to know what that is, it's three days per week of hospital chaplaincy, and two days of lectures and group discussion, with at least two written assignments per week. A good program, and a good experience, but exhausting.
Bean: walloping Mommy... and occasionally Mummy, also. The kicks now have reverb, it's amazing. At about 27 weeks, we have passed another major milestone: although the Bean's lungs are not yet fully formed, it would not be a disaster if the baby were to be born now. (Which won't happen. I'm just sayin'.) Bean's eyes can open now, as well, so we can start playing with the baby like we do with the cat, shining a light on Mommy's belly and playing chase. Not that we'd ever treat the baby like a cat.
Family: practicing our birthing relaxations, trying to slow down and just spend time together, trying to get enough sleep, still making time to read to one another - so far, mostly us to the Bean. On tap for tonight? "Le Petit Nicolas." After the Sox game, that is.
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