Same old shtuff, and also so much more...

No, I'm not obsessed with poop, her mom is, well we both are- there, you have it. It's still amazing to go a month or more without experiencing an actual poopy diaper, and she's working through the transition to solid foods quite nicely, though it brought some new challenges- and some very interesting vocalizations....

But as you must have suspected, there's certainly much more to the past fall and winter than you've seen here.

Blog posting fell by the wayside during my five months of weekly commuting, and also during our relocation and process of getting settled, but now life has arrived at a new equilibrium, and minor pleasures like posting pictures to the world may resume....

This was Ruthie's first Easter, and Grandma Joan, along with Great-Grandma Tiny, supplied a beautiful dress. The normal Northwestern drizzle held off for just a couple of hours on Easter morning, enough for Ruthie to nab one egg during the great hunt.